Firstly I want to send out special purrs to Storm and Orange Boy. Storm's getting ready to tackle lymphoma again and poor Orange Boy was bitten by a rattlesnake. All of us out here in the woods are purring and sending healing wishes to those kitties and their families.

Secondly, on a lighter note, we succumbed to our curiosity and donated money to The Cat Realm to find out what Sassy was up to after their big party. We received the photos and you really should go check them out. All proceeds go to Cat Friends Helping Friends. I found myself giggling in the middle of the night thinking of the photos whereas Goldie tossed and turned all night as he was quite disturbed by them. I think it is available until Wed. night.

Now I would like to share with you my third photo tip. If you are worried about looking too round always extend a limb out very far to trick the eye. You will be perceived as being very long and lean.



Be careful though to keep yourself in balance. Nothing looks more "out of shape" then a tumble of the couch.

Um... I have a question to ask you guys.



Well... it isn't about me. I am just asking for a "friend" of mine. Yeah, that's it.

See, my "friend" has this rather embarrassing habit and I, no, HE was wondering if is something to worry about.

You see, my "friend" has the most attractive tail I have ever seen. It is long and full of floof. A dream tail actually.

Well... when my "friend" is in a relaxed state of mind, maybe he is even sleeping, he...um...well... he makes biscuits on his own tail.

I know, I know. It sounds pretty crazy but it feels soooo good. Um... I mean that is what he tells me.

So it that kinda weird or is it OK to do that to your own tail if there is nothing that compares to such beauty and softness around?

With all this fox business this week we are taking today to do our meme and pass on our award.

Firstly we were given this lovely rose from our friends Chica and Pumuckl.




Red rose has number of thorns in it
when it pricks your finger it hurts
Everyday in my life is just like red roses.
Sometimes life is not always a bed of roses.
But life is great with God.


Thank you so much, furr friends. We are going to pass this award onto Spooky who is still settling in from her move.

We were tagged by Sweet Ariel and Cute Tesla for the memoir meme.

The rules are

1) Write your own six word memoir.
2) Post it on your blog and include a visual illustration if you’d like.
3) Link to the person that tagged you in your post, and to the
original post if possible so we can track it as it travels across the
blogosphere.
4) Tag at least five more blogs with links.
5) Don’t forget to leave a comment on the tagged blogs with an invitation to
play.
6) Have fun!!

Shade's memoir

When in doubt; take a nap

Goldie's memoir

Apricot Floof, Foam lover, Vermin Destroyer

We had some blogs in mind for this but everyone had already done it or were tagged by someone else so if you have not done it, consider yourself tagged. It is pretty fun!

Well, yesterday I CAUGHT MY FIRST MOUSE OF THE SEASON!!!! I was very excited. I am allowed to go out without my harness if the PM and the wee ones are out so yesterday I went a-hunting. I presented it to the PM on the walkway but she was not as excited as I was.



She and the wee-est one took it out to the field and the PM left it there for the owls to get. The wee-est one asked "why?" and the PM explained that the mouse was dead and it would become food for the owl. The wee-est one replied, " The mouse won't mind". The PM thought that was pretty funny.

Goldie~ IWANTOUTIWANTOUTIWANTOUTIWANTOUTIWANTOUT
PM~ I hear you Goldie, keep your fur on.
Goldie~ Hey, what's that thing? Something for the wee ones?
PM~ No Goldie. It is for you.
Goldie~ WHAT???????
PM~ I don't want you to be fox food so I am taking you out with your harness.
Goldie~ That is so not fair!
PM~ Sorry buddy, too bad.
Goldie~ FINE!
PM~ There you go. See? It's not that bad.
Goldie~ I will go out but I won't walk.



PM~ That's fine Goldie but it'll be your loss. I am not taking you out again.
Goldie~ THERE IS SOMETHING ON MY BACK!!!!!!!!!
PM~ It is just the harness. Calm down, you are getting hysterical.



Goldie~ GET IT OFF! GET IT OFF!
PM~ There is no need to elbow-belly-knee walk Goldie. I even have to where a "harness" of sorts when I am in a car.
Goldie~ Please stop talking now.

Goldie is not up to talking about this so I will. The rules for Goldie going out are that he can't go out before breakfast and after supper. The PM let him out around 8am a couple of days ago and a few minutes later she heard the barking. She opened the door and Goldie was puffed up on the doorstep and the fox was barking at him only about 5 feet away. She ran away a bit when the PM opened the door. Goldie was brought in and the PM ran after the fox to chase her.

The next day, the PM threw out some bread for the birds and a few minutes later she heard Goldie growling in the livingroom window. She looked out and the fox was back in the front yard. Goldie has never growled before.



Here's the fox that morning, looking for Goldie. Yes, it is almost May and we still have SNOW!!!!!

The next day she went out with Goldie in the morning and had a whistle with her. It was a test. Sure enough, about three minutes later over comes the fox. The PM blew the whistle but that didn't work. She picked up Goldie and started yelling at the fox who finally turned around and ran back into the field. The PM has come to the conclusion that the fox hangs around each morning and waits to hear the door open.

There is only one thing left to do with Goldie in the mornings...



The PM doesn't want Goldie to run to far in the mornings so she will take him out on his harness just incase. This will not be pretty.

We are having a debate on whose paws most resemble the lovely pussy willow.

My gorgeous cotton ball paw.



The wonderful willow of Spring



Goldie's champagne hoofer.



What do you think?

Yes, this is a mat. My mat, that was wedged in between my front legs, right on my chest. The PM had been "working" at it for months now. Her Grandmother got rid of mats that way, just keep loosening it and it'll come off. An old British trick I guess.

It was only about half off when I gave it a goin' over and pulled it right off. That's a mancat for ya! The PM went to "work" at it and couldn't believe it was gone. She found it on the wee lad's bed.

Now I am completely mat-free!! Yipee!!!!!