Hey, Up Here!

As cats, we love to take naps, sit in windows and gaze out at the world, always reflecting on what it would be like if we ran things. Half asleep and right in the middle of this happy thought--

A rude awakening!

 

Gasps coming from outside!

I what??

Great Granny's cotton socks, I'm pushing out the screen with my butt and putting a big hole in it?

It was all awfully embarrassing. I tried to look cute because Mom Julie wasn't sure whether to laugh or freak out.

She came inside and reinforced the whole thing so it would be secure. Now, all that was left to do was get upset over the hole, but she figured since she's replacing the screens from our going after bugs and stuff over the years, it was going to be okay.

So, all of me is still in one piece.

Secure in knowing my particular human is running things just fine.

--Tom

Don't forget! We'll have an excerpt of "High Feather" as our post next week. I'm so excited helping Mom Julie decide which part we'll use. There's a blurb about the book on the sidebar.

I'm so glad she makes me a little cat priest in her stories :)

What Am I Thinking?

You know, furriends, usually I'm right out there with my thoughts, but this time, I'm going to ask you to guess.

Mom Julie snapped these photos and I thought it would be fun for you to pick one and tell me what I'm thinking!

Photo #1

or ~

Photo #2

Have an angel-filled weekend!


Tom, Mom Julie, Tinker, Mitty, and Anastasia

Braveheart

Good Cod, I'm about to go out of my mind!

There's too much cleaning, scrubbing, packing, tossing (fortunately not any of us, hehe) as we started preparing the house for sale this week. In the middle of all that, we had a shock!

It was a few days ago.

Tinker had posted himself in front of the blue cube in the computer room. It sat empty, but he wouldn't move..

Mom Julie thought nothing of it. He always sets himself somewhere, pretends to watch something and then goes off to Dreamland.

Not this time.

Eyes big as saucers, he was frozen in place.

 Then, Mom Julie decided to move the cube.

Dun-dun-dun-dun...

Holy ***XX@@@@SSS**%%!!!!!!!!!!!

It was a SNAKE!!

IN THE HOUSE!!

"Pardon me, boys, is that the cat that took the choo-choo?"

OMC--how did he get in??

He was just a little guy, but he was long, and squiggly and SCARY!!

What to do??

Mom Julie took off the screen to the window, opened it, put a sock over her hand (you can't make this stuff up), and picked him up and flung him outside.

Just a garter snake, but still a shock to see him in the house. Fortunately, there are no poisonous snakes in Maine, but the ones that are around, you don't want to get on their bad side..:)

Now she's worried about him. She hopes he's going to be okay. Sheesh.

The Big Puss made up a story that he chased the snake away, but I know the truth!

Fibber!!

All for this week, my furriends,

Tom "sure glad I dodged that one" the Church Cat

The Wizard Is Waiting

We're off to see the...well, not really, but packed boxes are beginning to sprout here and there like lollipops!

Sorry, we haven't posted in awhile. Mom Julie has been so busy since she arrived home last weekend from a trip back to Delmarva. Talking about hitting all three states! She's been looking at new places for us to live in Maryland (Salisbury), Delaware and Virginia (Lynchburg).

Here are pics she took. None of houses, too many to share.

Didn't notice until I biggyfied that the mockingbird has only one leg.

This is the Zwaanendael Museum in Lewes, Delaware

It almost looks like the building has whiskers!!

Zwaanendael is Dutch for "Valley (or Dale) of Swans."

Here's pic of a wind turbine there, too.

I don't think the whooshing noise disturbs these neighbors!

In Lynchburg, VA, this is a skyway for students going to and from the university for access to restaurants, shops, etc.

Would you believe she took this while driving? Naughty, naughty!!

Tom, the light turned green just as I snapped it, my little friend..

Yikes! You scared me!

We'll be leaving Maine at some point, we just don't know when. It could very well be next spring at the rate we're going as we get our home here ready to sell with sprucing up the gardens, sanding the deck and chasing clutter.

Meanwhile, Mom Julie'll be working at the local catalog company for the holidays (like Jerry in my book). That'll take us into February when the season tapers off. Of course, the second book in the series is still waiting in the wings. Between you and me, I wish she would stop persnicketying around over every little phrase and word. She says it makes the story flow better. I say just hurry the hell up and get it done!! (I did like it, though, when she made up old Father Jack's favorite wine and cheese place, calling it the BeCheeses :)

Have a good weekend, furriends!

Zzzzzzzzz.....

Tom & Mom Julie

Let's Play!

"Well, we've come to the final post on how we kitties are snoopervized when Mom Julie isn't here.

She's starting to ask Mitty to take some responsibility for us. Yeah, right!! Although, I must say, that's when we have the most fun (we know she can't be serious).

First thing he does is find somebody to wrassle with..

Uh-oh. Looks like it's the Big Puss and he was trying to sleep, hahaha!
Better look out Mitty, Tinker has little guys like you for lunch!

Oh, yeah, he comes after me, too, but I'm usually alert and ready.

Hello!

Yikes! That tickles!

The cutest thing Mitty does is show off by playing fetch.
Look at him with the mousie!

 The other thing he does is play house. I pretend I'm the big, bad wolf, watching from above.

So, you see, it's party time when Mitty's in charge and that's the way we like it.

I hope he never grows up!

--Tom

Anastasia Rules

Hi, Anastasia here, but my furriends call me "Stasia" and you can, too.

When I'm put in charge of this band of furry outlaws, I oversee all activity from my windowsill.

That way, I'm high enough to see everything and give a shout should things get out of hand. The fact that it's just in one room in my favorite spot is irrelevant. Mom Julie said nothing about how I should handle this big responsibility, just that I do it . And, she knows I do things totally my own way, anyhow.

Should I not be on the windowsill and someone needs serious discipline, I do have a secret weapon. Well, once you see it, it's no secret anymore. But, that, too, is beside the point.

One day, I had to use it.  The boys froze in their tracks and then were good little troopers afterwards. Hah!

I shouldn't have gloated over my supreme powers.

They were soon to get back at me.

Look at them!

A three-pack of double-barreled lasers aimed right at me! Holy Mother of Cod and all the fish in the sea!

Back to my windowsill I went. The heck with them. I'll save my high beams for a squirrel or two..

Very truly purrs,
Stasia

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Tom here and I need to be flogged with a wet noodle for forgetting to mention two weeks ago that Nerissa, the Garden Cottage Cats and Spud of the Random Felines all gave me the Illuminating Blogger Award. Look at it! It's beautiful and I so don't deserve such an honour, but I accept it with thanks and apologies:

I would like to bestow the award now on some furriends who have certainly illuminated my life--wait a minute, I was supposed to tell you something illuminating about me. Let's see--embarrassing might be more like it...mmmmmm, illuminating..oh, I know--I was a stray and found myself in a dress shop where I couldn't stay. It was sad. Not really. What would I do in a dress?? I waited in the shelter and then Mom Julie came along. Was I lucky!

It's so hard for me to nominate just five deserving furriends and I hope as this award gets bestowed around the CB that we don't miss anybody..anyway, here goes:

1. To sweetie Manx

2. To Sammy & Moosey and all their shelter friends

3. Shaggy & Scout at Little Cat Feet..ssshhh!

4. Nicki & Derry at Fuzzy Tales

5. Eric & Flynn, the ginger and white Devon kitties

Hugs to all,
Tom

Tom in Charge

My management style starts with sitting in the sun a certain way. It gives me a halo, a saintly glow and I look  wise, good, and spiritual. This works very well since I am a man of the cloth fur. What does that have to do with being in charge of other people, you ask?

Doing it my way, you don't have to strong-arm or micromanage or walk around like a cop on a beat like Tinker. I just remind everyone that goodness for goodness' sake is the best way to be.

"Hey, buzz off!"

Tinker didn't think I heard him, but I DID!!

I make my rounds only once and find things in purrfect order..

Anastasia..

Check.

Tinker...

Oh, brother..!

Check.

And, finally, here's Mitty...ssshhhh!!

Sleeping like an angel and everyone is doing just fine. See? My management style works!

Next week: Anastasia and her secret weapon!

--Tom