Uh-Oh Thursday

Lookit what happened. There is a new fence. It is pretty, sure, but like Mom noticed when she tried to get out of the driveway, it's hard to see through and over.  Why does this matter to me?

This is where we watch the snow melt during the When When Contest. If we can't see any snow.... then I don't know what will happen next winter.

Mom tells me not to worry, that everything will work out.

I give my Mom a lot of grief because she's a bean and all, but hey, she's never let me down yet, so I've decided not to worry about it.  Besides, the snow won't fall for a few months.

Uh-oh!

We are in that 2 ft + area. (Well, barely, but still...) For my Aussie pals, 2 feet = 24 inches = 61cm!!!

Mom went food hunting last night after supper. When she got there, the parking lot was full and there were no shopping carts waiting (which is why Mom grabbed one from the parking lot as she walked in.) Mom said there were no bananas, no bread, no chicken and no ground beef. You know what else was (almost) gone? STINKY GOODNESS!!!!!!!

Mom was able to find enough of the flavors I like so I will not run out.

The storm won't really get going until late tonight, but the schools are all closed today. Mom will make some bread and roast a chicken so there will be food to eat even if the power goes out.  We have batteries, lots of food and all the electronic gizmos are all charged up.

Stay tuned.  Mom and I will try to post sorta regular updates during the storm.

Update, 8:46 AM Friday.
You know your Mom REALLY loves you when she goes out first thing in the morning to buy more of your FAVORITE Stinky Goodness!!! Now I can truly relax.


PS, since we have had requests, here is Mom's Zombie Eye. If you don't want to look at it, don't scroll down.  If you do...
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It's right here...

This is Day Three, and I have to tell you, it's a LOT better than it was on the first day.

Truthful Thursday

Some of you were wondering why I didn't look particularly pleased yesterday.  This photo should clear that up.

Ahem.  MOM!

Uh-oh!

Lookit what appeared in the litterbox room today.

I haven't used it.

Du-uh!

Uh-oh! - - - Insulted!

This usually lives in Mom's closet. And my skinny Gizzy quilt is usually in the sewing room...

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Update: Mom jammed me into the PTU and brought me to the v-e-t. The v-e-t said I was f-a-t! She said nobody would ever know I was formerly feral. I have lost 1/2 pound since last summer, but she said I should be a 10 pound kitty, not an 11-1/2 pound kitty.

I am insulted.