Easy Like Sunday Morning

Yup, I'm napping.

Snow

This is what it looked like on Saturday morning.

Mom did what Mom does on a cold day like this. Bake. She made biscotti, pizza dough and three loaves of her special bread. She also made two batches of cookie dough to bake tomorrow and a gigantic pot of soup.

And guess what else she did?

She took a quilt outside in the snow and took pictures of it. 

Me? I napped in my new Holiday tent.

My New Tent

Mom sewed up a storm last night, and made most of my new tent. The tie at the top needs to be replaced, and she has to sew up the spiffy red flannel cover for the pillow, but here it is. It is appropriately "winter holiday" so I am happy.

It looks terrific.

I can see it just fine from across the room.


Heh.

A New Tent

Mom has decided my tent does not fit in with the Holiday decor, so she's making me another one.

She cut out all the pieces last night. Mom will also make a new cover for my pillow that goes inside the tent out of some nice red flannel, so it will be soft and cushy.

You know what I like best? The fabric says "Feed the birds." Yup, birds most welcome. Fly right in you birds. I'll be waiting...

Heh.

Millie in the Tent

My tent isn't just for napping. It's a good place for  a quick bath, too.

Millie Monday

Mom got up Saturday and cleaned the whole house like a crazy lady. She literally dragged the rug sucking monster around Every Single Room. Then she washed the pillow in my tent.

So I had to find another place to nap.

Wasn't hard.

Saturday Caturday

The tent is as good a place for a baff as any other place.

Mom will be blowing leaves, and working to put her garden to bed today.

Tuxie Tuesday

Yes, I'm in my tent.  Where else did you think I would be?

Wordless Wednesday

Easy Like Sunday

Yup, this is what I am doing today. Napping in my tent.

And it's what I was doing on Thursday, Friday and Saturday.

Mom was sewing, and I was napping in the tent.

So now you're all caught up with what I was doing last week.

Wordless Wednesday

Tuxie's Tent Tuesday

Mom set up my tent in the living room.  I guess she thought I might want a cozy place to nap.

I checked it out quite thoroughly.

I sniffed all around.

Then I walked away. I could give it a much better inspection when nobody was watching me. Mom hasn't seen me near it since.


Heh.


Until she got up at oh-dark-middle-of-the-night and wondered where I was napping.

In the tent.

Bast! I hate when she catches me like that!

Oh well. The tent is a great spot and -maybe- she'll get a picture of me in the tent so you can see.



Or not.

Millie Monday

Mom's working on sewing the binding on this quilt. She put it on the red chair.

Naturally, I thought it made a great place to nap.

Because, you know, quilt + chair = tent!

Hiding Out

It's rainy out, and grey and cold.

I'm napping on the wing chair, hiding under this quilt. It's nice and warm here.

Where else would I be?

Happy Easter

My tent has been restored, sans  my furs. My work is cut out for me to re-fur it.

Happy Easter Everybody!

Saturday "Issues"

Dear Mom,

Thank you for getting me a lovely placemat that makes me think I'm eating my foods in Paris.

However, it does not compensate for disassembling my tent.

I do not care if the inside of the tent was covered in my furs.  It's my job to do that. You had no right to stuff it in the washing monster without my permission.

Sleepy Saturday

It's been a busy week for both Mom and I, getting back into the swing of things after our big trip. I'm going to spend the day napping, but Mom has a long list of things to do. She has already done the washing machine shuffle and folded the laundry. The dishes are done. She has brought the metal masheen to the metal masheen hospital for a checkup. She has also visited the Tuscan Market and bought herself some goodies. I know she has to cook the books and drag the rug sucking and do more food hunting, but she really wants to start working on a quilt about a chicken.

Yeah really.

Have I told you lately how glad I am to be a cat?

Wordless Wednesday

Millie Monday

What can I say? It's getting cool at night, and I like to be comfy.

Millie Monday

 I love napping in a nice warm spot.

But I don't like it so much when Mom sticks the flashy box in my face.

Hope you have a nice Monday, kittehs!