Olfactory Overload

SHE'S BAAAAAACK!!! And I've emptied her suitcase (carefully snuffing each item for innerestin' smellage), and now I'm de-smellifying it for all the great snuffage) I think my snooter is gettin' wore plumb out. I've mrrowed at her and twined around her legs such that she like to fall down. I've deMANDED foods, and gotten'em. And then I slept on'er all night. And, and, and...well, hey, what's the big deal, eh? It's not like I love her or anything, huh? [grin]

Sayonara Sunrise

Shhhhh. I'm sneakin'. Ol' Harold doesn't know that I'm up here.

Ladies and gentlecats, I will miss you! Ohhhhh, I will miss you all, for I am putting my mom on one of those masheens that flies like a bird. It will take her all the way across the ocean to meet the Sandy Man in Spaghetti-land! And she's left me to the mercy of the Sticky Kids until the first week of November. 'Course, the Sk's mom will be snoopervisin'.

But I will miss you!

If It's Not One Thing

Well, now I have Ol' Harold to contend with AAAAAAND his new sidekick-Jack! Jack the 'Jay has moved in on my backyard and seems to think Ol' Harold needs help-HELP, I tell you! As if.
Jack's all busy in the upper branches a-peckin' down whole pecans, husks intact-what a waste! And then Ol' Harold is pickin' and peelin' and just makin' general chaos of the patio. SHOO!

And, we've got the dreaded flu. Oh, yes. Epizootiks all over the place. SK's and all-even my mom! And she doesn't flu easily..her bein' all world traveled n' stuff. Why, her immune systems' got a Rolodex of it's very own, it's been exposed to so many critters!
Ya'll 'scuse me whilst I go sit on her lap and purr for a little while. She's got too much to do to be sick!

We Have A Thing Goin' On

That's the SK's mom-can you tell she loffs me?

Wordless Wednesday

You Can't See My Snarklies!

I did NOT start it! Okay, maybe I did. And by golly, I'm gonna finish it!

WHAP!!

::high-pitched squeal ensues::

Earlier that afternoon:


My contribution to Tuesday Toesday. I've got 24 toes just-a'wavin' atcha!

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He Says, "RAWWWWRK!"

D'you see that mess? That GINORMOUS mess? That's just a few days worth of green pecan husks, pecan shells and leaves n' twigs. All on account of this, this CRITTER:

That's Ol' Harold. He's rude. And makes this horrid noise at me every time I step paw out of the Cottage. Sounds like, "RAWWWWRK". High pitched and kinda raspy-like. "RAWWWWRK!" Somewhere in all that noise are some very bad werds from teh skwerl bad werd list..and Ol' Harold is NOT polite. I just look up at him and remind him he's just a rodent. But for his fur and bushy tail, he'd look just like a Naked Mole Rat. Hah!

See? More mess over here. It's everywhere! Mom'll be out here soon to sweep it up..not that it'll do any good. But, Ol' Harold will look upon it with a friendly eye-a clean slate, eh?

So, now I've got to get mom up to speed with all my friends..I've missed everybody and need to catch up on my visitin'.

Have a Great Monday, everyfurple!