Monday, March 25, 2019

The Toes Knows

Hi, friends!
The weekend's kinda cool because it usually gives me something to talk about on Mondays, meaning the blog is like gathering around a water cooler similar to humans. We check in with each other and see what's new. In the peep world, everybody then goes to work. All caught up, we cats take a nap.

This weekend, I had a visitor. Sybil the squirrel dropped by to show me her nails. She always gets them done at the salon where she goes and she just has to show them off.


Doesn't she look like she's talking with her hands? Haha! Actually, she does talk with her hands, just not in this photo.

Her visit dd get me thinking. We cats will never get the kind of manicure she was so proud of. Sure, we get our nails clipped. But, we don't get a chance to be fussed over in a fancy place where they gently file your nails, buff them and apply a pretty polish. Too bad, in a way.
Cats have found themselves happy that we have the toe beans we show off now and then and our claws (nails) are handy only when needed.


And our toes are sooooofffft! And they get kissed on occasion, too!


All right, I'll stop now. I don't want Sybil to get jealous when she reads this!

All rosey toesy,
Tom

Monday, March 18, 2019

A Friendversary

It's a happy day around here as we celebrate my five-year friendship with Bridget de la Furr. She was just Bridget for the longest time and then I got the bright idea to give her a surname. Mine—Fishworthy—didn't come right away, either. Pets usually are given the last names of their family, but it was kinda hard for us since an entire parish is considered family.

Here she is, a kitten, just a few months old:


From the very beginning, we were close. She never left my side.

This photo was taken recently. She listens to my words of wisdom in such a cute way, don't you think?


Yes, we have quite the friendship!

So, cheers little sidekick..may we have many more sunpuddles to share!

Tom

Monday, March 11, 2019

Stink-Eye Monday

One of the anthems around here is "My Way."

Everybody loves that song. People who can't sing sing it.
Celebrations of life, aka funerals, it's sung with gusto.

So, is everything in life really up to our way?

Setting clocks back, forward, up, down - whatever, isn't.
Taxes aren't. Yeah, try paying them your way and see what happens!!
Getting behind the wheel and driving. There are laws...!

That's all I can think of. I'm cranky today anyway because the
housekeeper is. I just stay out of her way, but I did want everyone to
know my thoughts about all this "My Way" business when we really
don't have things our way one hundred percent.

I might, though.


See if anybody gets to use this laptop as long I'm sitting on it!!

I think cats get their way more than humans do and that's a fact. Cats who are loved like me, of course!!

Tom

Monday, March 4, 2019

Bracing Ourselves

So, it's the beginning of the work week and everybody's bracing themselves, including me, for what lies ahead.

Tomorrow is Fat Tuesday and I intend to ignore my waistline such as it is and eat and eat.

I may also don the apparel that was a hit last year.



Wednesday is Ash Wednesday when people come and get their foreheads mussed up with dirt. Okay, blessed ashes.

Meanwhile, while the peasants, okay parishioners, get reminded that they'll be turning to dust, the world is again turning to mush with snow and piles of already seasoned salt and sand..

What a time..which brings to mind a certain sentiment by Minnesotian and fellow bard:


And there you have it. So, as Mae West so aptly put it: "Buckle up, it's gonna be a bumpy ride."

Buckled and bowed,
Tom