Patience is a virtue

I've been perched here for a while, the feeder is filled with fresh seed and still no fluttery takers. I've been told that patience is a virtue, but this is getting a tad ridiculous!

Fluttering mousies

Last night was so exciting (even with the big noisy boomers going non outside). I heard something in the back bathroom. It was flying into the mirror under the nightlight. I jumped up onto the counter and couldn't help myself...I grabbed it in my gently into mouth; it was still.

I hopped down and realized it was not a mouse but a moth, but it was acting like a mouse: flipping around, and then being very still. I had to play with it, and play with it I did, nearly all night. Of course you know the outcome. I presented the moth to Louise this morning (it's what kitties do...share prey with their family) right next to her head, next to her pillow, and to my horror she picked it up and put it outside!

Noisey Nights

Dogs are not the only ones that are afraid of fireworks! Why do they have to start weeks in advance? There's no place to hide from the noise either.

Shake

OK, here I am "giving paw." I really, really do not like to have anyone touch my paws, but for a treat I'll do it, reluctantly (notice face turned to side).

Rest in peace, Gizmo

I always called him Gizzard, and I think it bothered him a bit, and I wish he was still around for me to tell him I didn't mean anything by it. Gizmo was my cousin and I miss him.

Shown here is a photo of Gizmo playing with a cat tunnel at my Grandma Marie's house. He could barely fit his head inside. What a silly Gizmo!

Gizmo was diagnosed with a lymphoma, and crossed the rainbow bridge to doggie heaven last week. We will all miss him terribly, especially Laura, who was Gizmo's constant companion.

I have a dream...

....of someday sneaking out and scaling this tree!

Got-cha!

A few months ago a new toy showed up. It is a feathery thing that is suppose to look and sound like one of the birds I watch out my "watching window." It mimics the birds well, and is, well, irresistible!

In the second photo I am getting ready to grab it again. Oh whaaaat fun!

I like to run after it, and catch it. Gotta catch it, or what's the use!?