It is rare that we are all this close to each other.



It helps that I am on a pedestal.



They didn't even ask me to join but I think it would be a little too close for comfort.



I like the view up here and I can stretch all I want!


note~ We won't be able to post or leave any comments for a couple of days as the PM pulled a muscle in her neck getting out of bed and she can't move it. She has to have it in a totally straight position or it hurts like heck. She's fit to be tied as she is in the middle of making our Christmas cards and she wanted to get them in the mail this week. I'll see if I can give her a massage later.

We were excited to see that the whole family got something in the mail last week. The MM got a book, the wee one's got a Holiday set from Lego, the PM got circular knitting needles from Ebay and we got the best package of everyone! We won a prize from Hans,Tesla and Ben for being the first commentors on their 300th post.

We got a cool super feather hanging toy! Soory the pic is sooo bright. Dang PM.

We also got this sweet kitty bowl. The PM has decided that this will be an extra bowl for Shade and she refuses to eat with Banshee out of the same bowl and normally she waits on the side until Banshee is finished.

We hung up our toy and Banshee gave it a good goin' over!

Thank you so much!!!!!

That's right. I may be 10 years old and Goldie may call me the clawless wonder but I showed them.

The MM was outside with the wee ones and I was hanging around the door wanting out. Since they were playing in the yard he opened the door and let me out sans harness. He is a little more laissez faire then the PM. I was enjoying my freedom, closely suspervised by the wee lass.



Canon, our friend up the road must have sensed I was out and trotted over a few minutes later. The PM was inside and heard the wee ones hollering so she ran out. Canon had reached the driveway and they were scared he'd hurt me, maybe not recognize me as a friend since it's been so long.

I wasn't scared one bit. I froze, staring as he walked closer. Look at my serious pose.

Then, in a black and white blur, I ran at him and he tried to hide in the grass.

I told him this was my yard and that he had to ask permission to stay here.

He agreed and ran to the pine trees. I was right on his tail, galloping like a horse.

We walked around for a bit then the PM thought I had enough excitement for one day and took me in.

This is what I saw as we walked back to the house. Miss Banshee saw the whole thing.

I think she even looks at me now with a new sense of respect.

No need for words is there?

I am going to share with you what I did for fun this weekend.



I was by the windows but not enjoying the view from them. I was on a mission. I followed them around the house, window to window until I could get them.



Flies. Lovely little buzzing morsels. So chewy. A nice light snack; slightly savory with a touch of sweetness. Crackerjacks with wings.


My post fly serene face.

The PM says not to come too close though. Apparently my fly-breath is atrocious.

The PM had the best chair in the house.

She recently went to a wool farm and came home with a big bag of mixed fleece for felting.


Some of the wool was not carded, just dyed so she was going through it, brushing it and picking the little pieces of straw out.

I had been watching by the stairs. She looked so comfortable and warm sitting in the lovely sunbeams. She got up to change the channel on the radio and I acted quick.

"What? You were still sitting here?"

"But it is soooo warm here. A cat needs to be in the beam"

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I waited.

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Would she move me or not?

Of course not.

She went to the other, sunless chair.

Thanks PM! She remembers a plaque her Grammie had on the wall.

If you want the best seat in the house, you'll have to move the cat.

I guess she didn't want it that bad.