Feb 9, 2010

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There are days like today, the sun is shining, a few clouds in the sky hardly a breeze. On these days, I look back at my pictures I've taken and wistfully think about the Summer to come. Especially when I look forward to the camping trips! Even if it's only a couple of days, it's still nice to get out of town and relax!
This picture I took at my hubby's favorite camp ground as a kid; believe it or not the hand pump actually works and the water has the sweetest flavor!! Hurry spring, we can't wait!

Feb 3, 2010

Wordless Wednesday


Jan 27, 2010

Wordless Wednesday


Jan 23, 2010

Cats Of Interest part deux

This is the story of "Blue Kitty" he has several aliases such as: Thunder Paws, the other alias isn't very polite to say so I'll omit it this time.
He is the older brother of Stewart Little; whom we found in our next door neighbor's barn yowling their heads off all of them except Blue Kitty!
Blue Kitty doesn't meow, he purrs but the meow-er is broken; unless he's trying to escape to the outdoors!!
Blue Kitty weighs more than Stewart; he tips the scale at about 25 - 30 lbs maybe a bit more than that these days?
We've noticed that his belly is a bit more waddle-less lately, only because he's gained so much weight!
Blue's buddy is a 50 lb Australian Shepard named Danny; they've been best friends since Danny got enough weight on him to roll the cat on his back! Since then, the two are inseparable and quite the characters when tussling about the house! Blue Kitty is a "nurser" too; he waits for my mom to put on her "sucky thing robe" aka velour material. Blue wasn't properly weaned from his momma either, so he leaps into my moms arm, sticks his nose into the crook of her arm and proceeds to knead his way into slumberland. He sleeps for about 20 minutes, then finds a way to move my mom out of "the" chair so that he can sleep there all day!!

Jan 19, 2010

Cats Of Interest

Stewart Little lives at my folk's house. We rescued him and his two siblings when their eyes had only been open maybe 5 days? Stewart was the runt of the litter, therefore my heart melted every time I went to feed him. He and his sister were the only two that meowed loud enough that our neighbor Mr. T noticed them in the back of his barn along with parts to old Model T's and pipe elbows. Stewart's momma hid them in a not-so-comfortable place so that they wouldn't be found. I remember the day I got a call from my mom who asked, "what do you do with 3 tiny kittens without a mother? I asked if this was a trick question?" She assured me it wasn't ; so I brought home 3 teeny bottles and several cans of kitten's milk........
Stewart Little isn't very little anymore; he's gained enough weight that if he were to crawl on you in the middle of the night you would wake up because he weighs at least 15 to 20#; my husband knows this because Stewart likes to crawl up on his chest and "nurse" on a spot of his T-shirt! This "grosses out" my hubby but he's a pretty good sport and Stewie only does this when his brother is unavailable.