Christmas Countdown - 10 days

Georgie , I don't think you've got your top screwed on tight enough,,, you look like you're coming loose...

On another note - Christmas countdown - Mummy realized today that even though she has lots of pressies for her sisters, she doesn't have ANY of them wrapped - Georgie and I have volunteered to help her.

I think her words were "Not on your life"....

Your roving reporter, Gracie

They Webified Me...

So, Firefox has this quiz that creates a collage of how you relate to the web and the world. This is mine.

Huh . . . ?


The Mrreows are up to something tonight - -

George and Gracie must be working on some special undercover assignment. Gracie came in, (after much calling on my part) and ate some dinner and rushed back outside. I called George every 15 minutes for about 1 1/2 hour - finally, he just appeared, came in, ravenously ate a little out of his bowl, then ran back out. A few minutes later he was back in, ate some more and looked up at me as if to say, "Is this all we get for dinner?"

I caved and gave him another 1/2 (little) can of his favorite food. He ate and then RAN back outside, like he had to catch a train!

Darn cats. My feline teenagers are turning my hair grey(er)!

Two 'fer Tuesday

The Shepherd gave me this little orchid for my birthday last year - it bloomed at work then I brought it home and set it on the window sill above the kitchen sink (so we'd remember to water it!) and, what do you know, it's blooming again!

The Mrreows are doing just great - you would almost think that they had lived here forever - it's interesting to learn the differences between them.

We think that George is going to be, as The Shepherd puts it - "a Grande Unit"

His favorite place to sleep is on The Shepherd's place mat on the kitchen table - ick - so we've taken to putting a newspaper over it - he can lay on that.

Gracie will not be as big as her brother, but she is built for stealth. Right now their favorite game is "Thundering Herd of Elephants" - Sinda used to play that by herself - how can such small kitties make so much noise?

Meet the Mrreows!

PTU's (*Prisoner Transport Units)

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Dinner table ready and waiting

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Litter boys & girls room ready

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Oops, no pooper scooper (I think it got thrown away when Sinda went to the bridge) - have to correct that soon...





Thursday night we went out to Nooksack to meet George and Gracie - two tiger striped tabby cats - about 9 months old - Our BSG house sitter had connected us up with Linda, a friend of hers, who was actually an acquaintance of ours from the local fiber world. She needed to find a new home for these kitties.

George and Gracie are siblings - they had been fixed, but have not had shots, etc., so that would be on the docket - but they seemed like nice enough cats and we wouldn't have to worry about tiny baby kitties being by themselves during the day and getting into who knows what kinds of trouble. We told her that unless we called to say no, that we would take them and made arrangements to come out Saturday morning to pick them up.

Turns out that today was the Everson Nooksack Festival Parade, and she said that I should make sure that I was out of town by 10:00 because they would be shutting down the main road (only in small towns, I gotta tell ya) at 11:00 for the parade - so I told her I would be there at about 9:00 - Yikes, that's early for me on a Saturday!

So I was up early this a.m., got the PTUs in the car, directions noted, called Linda to tell her I was on my way. Yes, when I got to Everson, the flags were out - a flagpole on the sidewalk about every 10 feet - it is a couple of miles from Everson to Nooksack and the school district serves both communities from buildings half way between - that is were everyone was gathering to be in the parade - I got to our friend's home and we got George in his PTU right away, but Gracie was no where to be found - but I hung around for about a half hour and she re-appeared - never having been in a PTU before, she was, lets say, none too happy...

But they both settled down right away once I got on the road - on the trip back through town, even though it was just 10:00, everyone already had their chairs out on the sidewalks - holding the prime real estate for the best parade viewing.

We're headed home kitties -

Once inside, the investigation begins - "Where the heck are we?" and "What is this place?" was written all over their little faces.



But they soon found the dinner table and were delighted to find the "stinky goodness" (that's canned cat food for you non cat-bloggers)

I had just put a little bit out - and they scarfed that down, so I put out some more - which they didn't touch until just a little while ago - - so I'll just have to get a sense of how much they are going to eat. I have quite a few tiny cans of gourmet cat food that I had bought to tempt Miss Sinda - she would only eat about a quarter of a one of those itty bitty cans and didn't like it when it got stale - I threw away a lot of expensive cat food over that six months. (Mind you - I'm not complaining - the extra time with her is something that I've treasured.)
So I set about trying to take some pictures for you - As you can see, George moves much quicker than the shutter on my camera...









Gracie was actually quite agreeable and posed quite nicely.












They were happy to join my "on the big bed" for a nap after lunch.

Gracie (on the left) is much lighter color than her brother, and her fur is also much softer.








Here, let me get that for you Gracie...









They are very affectionate towards each other.










They spent the entire afternoon in the bedroom - on the top of the bed, not underneath - that was a good thing.

Gracie seems to be a little more cautious than George - but I think that they both will like living here.



Don't you?

And you say, What is a Mrreow? They were the feline animals that lived on the southern continent in Anne McCaffrey's (one of my favorite authors) Pern books -

You can be sure there will be more to come.