Thursday Thankful Memories...

Brother Earl Gray

Tryin' to be all cutesee and coy as

He poses pretty on Tommy's lap-

Brother (and ME!) were all of

Six week old itty bitty kitties.

Tommy says Brother Earl still

Has such a look.

***MY look is better!***

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