Coming soon.........

Can you believe how fast this year is going? It doesn't make much difference to me, as I don't have to worry about much preparing or shopping. But Mom is starting to get a bit twitchy. The amount of time our computer is connected to amazon.com or landsend.com is increasing, and it cuts into my blogging opportunities. There is a lot of staring at the screens of US Airways and Continental and muttering about how the airlines are playing mean games with their fares for the holidays. For example, Mom says it costs more to take a direct flight for a shorter trip than a longer trip with a stop in it at the same place the shorter trip starts. Now even I know that is not economically logical.

I am not one for wearing cat clothes, but I did wear this Christmas neck embellishment a little last year, and my Mom snapped a couple of pictures. I think it looks festive.

Wordless Wednesday

Supervising

It was a big weekend of clearing leaves here. Dad said he thinks this year there were more leaves than ever before. Also, this year we seem to have had a record acorn crop. Mostly I watched through the windows or napped and ignored it all, but I did get a couple of chances to be outside checking out the leaf piles and supervising the goings on. While they were supervising me too, of course!

You can see I said "no thanks" to wearing the harness.

Sulking

Sometimes my Mom insists that I wear this green harness, but I really do not like it. I walk all funny, with my belly low to the ground, when I have it on. I won't walk with a leash attached to it at all. I think it is stupid. So I am sulking.

Favorite Felines on Friday - Flossie

Flossie is my real cousin because she is my Mom's sister's kitty. She is quite a senior girl. I think she is 13. She adopted her Mom many years ago and has stayed ever since. She is very loyal. Lately poor Flossie has had lots of trouble with bladder stones and infections, which is a persistent worry for her Mom. She even had surgery a couple of years ago to remove a big bladder stone. Changes in her diet don't seem to quite fix the problem.

I have never met Flossie and I guess I never will, because she lives in a Faraway Country. But I still love her very much.

Waiting

When I sit or lie on the arm of this chair, my Dad brushes me. It is the only place I like to be brushed. It makes me VERRRRRRRRRY happy. I much prefer Dad to brush me than Mom. I am inclined to put the bitey on Mom when she does it (because she tries to sneak in some brushes on my floofy belly and that is a no no).

C'mon, Dad! Finish raking the leaves and come and give me some brushing! Otherwise I will hack up a huge hairball just to show you how much loose fur I have.

Wordless Wednesday

Fall-ing Leaves

Somebody better get off his 'tocks and get the rake out!

Purring on Sunday

My Mom and Dad just got home after being away for a little trip. Purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr - need I say more?