Show n Tell Tuesday

To show how the Dallas snow has melted
Tommy took first picture after she got home from work--
Ya know, Tommy's daily abandonment ritual....

This photo below are same trees frosted with snow...

 What a difference a couple Texas Days make, huh?

And there's ME!

 As I sit on tootsies (aka my feeties)

Trying to do a Tuxedo Tabby Jedi Mind Trick on Tommy

Who continues to hog the PC!

..humans...

Take Two Tabby

Uncle MaxMaxx with my Brother Earl Gray.

Hmm.

What could they be chattin' about

Besides how Uncle should get more room

To spread all his wares....

Whatever it is, I don't think Brother much listens-

What do YOU think?

Wordless Wednesday

Mommy, ME and Brother Earl Gray

Wrestlin' wordless on this Wedneday

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>Brother Earl Gray gets wordless ear wash as Mommy watches

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>Us being just wordless on this Wednesday

Together

Just like we like it.

Man Cat Monday

My Daddy Peyton just
Kinda wanna likes
To stay out of the lime light
He says Tommy has enough cats to
Get Kodak moments from
So to get him to pose is a quite the feat
Sure glad Tommy got Daddy Peyton here!
Tommy says Daddy Peyton is just so quiet
And really is her Sweet Boy
...so what am I looking at?
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My Daddy Peyton with a bit of high beams!
Quite a ManCat he is!
Love my Daddy Peyton. .

He DOES like ME!

Perry doin' some Twitter!

And looks what page he's on...MINE!!

WOW!

Miracles do happen.

And Perry doesn't hiss at me as much

And he's proving how smart he is

By pickin' MY page to read!!

Marvelous ManCat!

There IS hope for Perry

Stay tuned...!

Sun on Saturday

Really planned to talk about ME today. Yep. How my birthday (and Brother Earl Gray's) is on June 12th. Just round the corner. Then I was gonna tell how I just refuse to meow for ANY reason. It drives Tommy mad. In fact Tommy asked me again today: WHY? as she cradled me in her arms, like a good human should do.

The last time Tommy heard me meow, was at Christmas. Yep, when she took me on a road trip to another human's house cross town. That human had a package that was delivered and he was outta town. So he asked Tommy to go get it. And Tommy decided to take me.

Wrong decision. I hollered ---er--meowed--the whole way. Since then not a peep. If Tommy doesn't do something like she should. I just stare at her and turn off the motorboat purr. Tommy gets the hint.

Yep, was gonna talk about all that, until I saw No So Much Anymore Cranky Ol' Sour Puss Perry in the window. He looked serene (I Googled the definition) on this Saturday, with the sun and window open. So I thought--well, he's old, I'll let Perry be poster boy again.

Enjoy Saturday!

Me at Christmas

Just Easy Like Sunday

Take in all the view

Peaceful

Serene

How it should be

Just easy on this Sunday

Tuesday with Tabby

Me and my toy
Tiger and its prey
No way it can flee
In my grasp
Eyes of a warrior
Run while you can
Me and my toy
Poor prey

Tuesday Thought

Peyton is my name. I am Noir's Daddy. Have ginger tabby stripes. Noir got his stripes from me.

I like this picture. Comfy in my forever home.Tommy even has a copy on her desk at her work where humans stop to ooh and ahh at my picture. They say I am gorgeous.

I know.

Don't tell Noir.

Ears Have It

Tommy thinks she's funny. Dug up this picture of Me and Earl Gray when we were itty bitty cats. On top of Earl Gray being a cute bat, Tommy says she wanted us to see how our itty bitty cat ears made us look like a guy named Yoda. I don't know who that is. But Tommy just laughs and keeps saying how some force is with us. We don't look anything like that Yoda guy--especially Me! He's green. Let's just see how the force is with Tommy when I don't purr for awhile.

Monday Marvels.

I'm Perry the Orange Tabby, or as I'd like to say: City Tiger. That kid, Noir-you know him: the gray and white striped one-says I'm cranky. What does HE know anyway? Some young buck cat kid who at this very moment bugs Tom (I call her Tom, not Tommy) to play fetch. She's busy right now. But the kid cat won't let her be. While he's driving Tom crazy I thought I'd get a few words in. To set the record straight. The kid says I'm OLD. GRRRRRRRRRRR.

The kid Noir doesn't get I've been with Tom since 2001--when I was just a kid. About four or five months then. Tom says it was October 2001 when we met. She was back in Iowa because her Daddy has just gone to Heaven. Tom was really sad. One morning, Tom says she opened her Daddy's backdoor to throw out corn for the squirrels and that's when saw a bundle of orange dart to it the corn: ME.

The next few days, Tom would sit outside after she brought me food. I would get close and she would talk to me. She said she sad, but I was still a little scared. But I would sit by her a little bit longer each day. Then one morning, I waited for her by the door. She came outside and I let her pick me up. I nosed her cheek and purred. I was happy and I wanted Tom to be happy. On our drive back to Dallas, I slept on Tom's shoulder. Turns out I gave her ringworm. Tom says she forgave me. She knew it was because I'd lived outside until she brought me in and after she realized her arm wouldn't fall off.

Tom told people I looked like a kitten she had a long time ago named Tiger Paw. She saw him one night and then not again. He had to be an outdoor cat, her mom said. That always made Toms sad. October 2001, with her Daddy gone to Heaven,to be with her mom, Tom always said her parents sent me to help her not be so sad. That's why I know we'll be together forever-even is this kid Noir and rest of em drive me NUTS. Tom's happy. I can put up with them for that!

And Tom's Daddy? Fun ol' guy he is. I like to catch the circles of smoke he puffs from his cigar.

Don't tell Tom.