Mama just came back from her walk.
She walks outside, not just on the balcony but on the real ground.
I love it when she comes in and takes her shoes off.
There is so much to smell it takes a long time to sort through it all.
It takes so long that it wears me out and I have to nap.
I have wonderful dreams after Mama’s walks.
Mama has the nail clippers in her hand and that is not a good thing. She says it is a necessary part of good grooming and must be done. Well, I am quite capable of keeping my grooming good and that includes doing my manicure. It just happens that I like my claws long and sharp as any self-respecting cat does but she likes them short and stubby. I have to go into hiding until she gets tired of looking for me and I have the perfect place. She will never find me!
2. In Other Words …Write a story or poem of 5 Lines or Less using the word devotion
Let your heart be seen
Open to all who walk by
Love is meant to be shared
Shine your light on them
Let them see your devotion
3. Celebrate the Small Things… this week I celebrate
My friend’s joy as they welcome their new grandson
After six weeks, the end of dental work
The good advice I received
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Feline Friday, In Other Words, and Celebrate the Small Things
It was a nasty morning with lots of rain. I was on the balcony watching the people in the St Patrick’s Day parade and they looked miserable. My fur does not look good when it is wet so I went inside and didn’t see the whole thing.
Funny thing is when the parade was over it stopped raining and the sun came out so I went back outside. It was very nice in the sun. Not too hot not too cold just right.
While I was out there I noticed something I never saw before. These little red things with wings. Mama said they are like ladybugs without spots. Whatever! They were fun to watch crawling on the screen. They are cute and quite amusing but don’t eat one. Yuck! They taste awful. My spitting and pawing made Mama laugh so it wasn’t all bad. But I won’t eat another one.
Later Teddy told me about those bugs and how bad they taste. Why he didn’t tell me before I snacked on one I don’t know. Well, I do know he is a pain in the butt. Just wait til he eats the catnip I peed on!
Gotta go. I hear a bag of chips being opened in the kitchen.
Til next time,
Teddy is a brat!
It’s Feline Friday
Except for me it is Saturday…Teddy’s not the only brat that lives here.
Anyway, join the fun!
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