Sophie guards “her” toys.
Hi, Peoples. It’s me, Teddy. Mama said I could stop in at the Tuesday Chatter Cafe to say hello today and show you my new favorite place to sleep.
Mama is getting new kitchen cabinets and there is one just perfect for me.
Doesn’t this look like it was made for me?
The best part is that Jack doesn’t get up on the kitchen counter so he won’t get in my space like he usually does.
Mama says not to get used to it because when the right cabinet comes and is installed it will have a door so I won’t be able to get in it. I don’t know what she means about a right cabinet changing things. This cabinet is in the middle so the right cabinet shouldn’t change anything. She can be confused sometimes and often confusing.
Purrs to all,
noun; a cat, an old female cat, an ill-tempered old woman
This is a picture of Dolly in the prime of her life. She was a busy body, always curious about everything. Her favorite people were men who came to fix things because they had tool boxes she could check out and try to nap in. She came to live with me when she was six weeks old and died in my arms when she was a nineteen-year-old grimalkin. She was a tiny (never more than six pounds) loving cat, always young at heart and definitely a diva!
Enjoying the sun in January.
This is what January is like where I live.
It can be cold but the sun shines beautifully
and the balcony is a great place to nap in a sunbeam.
I am watching Teddy.
He is up to something.
It looks nice out there, but Mama says it’s too chilly
to leave the door open. The thing is I don’t like to be
out if I can’t get back in when I want so the door
must stay open. It sure looks nice out there
and here I am inside with no way out and if
I go out I will have no way in.
Life can be difficult.