Today is Shade's 11th Gotcha Day!!

She has been with the family for 11 years which means she is now 12 years old!!
Wowie, wow, wow!!!

It's has been cloudy and rainy so we have been hanging around the wood stove again.

The wee lad took these photos of Shade yesterday.

Still looking good!!!

We love you Shade!!!!!!!!

I am happy to report that our snow is slowly melting and some of the greenery is revealing itself. I had to take a little walk in all the squishiness.

Our road turns into a dirt road for about 3 km and it becomes a playground for idiot truck and ATV drivers. They make me nervous with all their noise. The PM and the wee ones were on the side of the road, the kids playing with little boats in the melting rivers, when the PM heard a bunch of trucks turn the corner. They started driving on the edge of the road, tearing up the grass and little streams. The PM got the kids up on the snow just as the trucks came over the hill. The PM stayed on the road with a disgusted look on her face. The trucks had the good sense though to move back into road and passed my family crawling. There were five trucks in all, each one packed with idiots, probably drunk too. The PM is a pacifist but during these times she feels like a mother bear and she sends silent curses through the mud hoping for stuckage and ruined truck parts.

Here I am listening to all the ruckus about 1 km away.

I continued my snooping, checking out all the birdie smells. The melting is revealing tons of hidden bird food.

Hmmm.... What do we have here? A squirrel hole? I wanted to go investigate further but the PM told me to get going.

I smell you, you little red devil.

Miss Shady Lady had to make her appearance too but she didn't last too long. Too soggy.

Spring is just around the corner.

Saturday, March 12, 2011

12 Meows

Sweet Angel

Sweet Angel

We just heard the bad news that our dear furiend, Mickey has gone to join those who came before at The Bridge. He was one of our first blogging friends and a wonderful sweet mancat. We send purrs of comfort to his Mom and his fur sisters. He will be greatly missed.

Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep

Do not stand at my grave and weep,

I am not there... I do not sleep.

I am the thousand winds that blow...

I am the diamond glints on snow...

I am the sunlight on ripened grain...

I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you waken in the morning's hush,

I am the swift uplifting rush

Of gentle birds in circling flight...

I am the soft star that shines at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry—

I am not there... I did not die...

~Mary Frye

Mickey, may you be romping through fields of your beloved green grass.

I purr it is forever Spring .

This is for you.

It snowed again last night and they are calling for more snow, about 20 cm over the weekend.
OK, I think that's enough now.

I know Goldie is the Snow Cat around these parts but I too went out on Sunday to see what all the complaining was about.

Lots of white for sure! I should have brought my Shade Shades.

That bank is like a wall for Pete's sakes!

A tad nippy on the toes.

I needed a cleaning break too and I don't even have toehawks!

Yep. It is a little isolating.

On a more positive note, I have to say that us Tuxies look rockin' out in the Great Whiteness!!!

© 2008 Sumac Stories by Goldie, Shade & Banshee - 3 Canadian Cats