Roger Wins!

Oh holy tennis! My favorite athlete of all time, Roger Federer, won the Australian Open! It is his 18th Major title, more than anybody else. Glory be.

I'm so excited I have to go take a nap.

Family Friday

Lookit Little Miss!

Roger that!

Oh Mm Gee!!! My favoritest athlete of all time, the great Roger Federer, is in the FINALS of the Australian Open!!!

Oh boy oh boy oh boy. I am SO excited.

And so is Little Miss. She is so excited she is getting her camera ready.

Geez, my two favorite things in one post. Lucky me!!

Happy Monday

Oh. My. Bast.

My pals, the guys named Pat, are going to the Super Bowl again!

Can you see how excited I am?

I hide it well.

Heh.

Snow, Go, No Go?

 It's snowing out there, and sometimes I have to be really sure if I want to go outside on the front porch to check it out. So this morning I took my time.

Eventually I decided to go out.

Hey, I can do what I want.

Lucky me!

Easy Like Sunday Morning

Yup, I'm napping.

Tuxie Tuesday

Millie Monday

Mom's been sick and I haven't been able to post much. She caught me watching the reflection of the suncatcher hanging in the window. I am not trying to find a way to escape.

Sure is pretty outside, but I'm glad I'm an inside kinda cat.

Too Too Tuesday

I think this is just too too cute.

Or something.

Mom is sick, so I've been helping her by lying on top of her when she is on the couch.

Fluffy Friday

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Yup, we got the fluffy white stuff. Snow doesn't get any prettier than this.

Wordless Wednesday

Toesies Tuesday

Hey, I didn't say anything about they're being MY toesies...

Heh.

Millie Monday

You know, Mom will tell you that I don't eat of of anybody's hand, and I don't come when anybody calls my name.

Except, you know, sometimes. Maybe.

Here I am eating out of Grandpa's hand. He's an old geezer bean. Moves slow, talks quietly, and never pesters me. So when he held out some treats the other night, and called my name, I got curious.

I got treats, too.

I ate the treats.

Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas everybody!

As usual, I am tracking Santa using NORAD, so I've got a good day planned. I've already spent some time out on the front porch watching the world and the snow flurries. Everything is good here.

Mom and I want to wish you all a Merry Christmas!

Formerly Feral Friday

Mom is home with me today. She will be doing errands and sewing. I got to hang out on the front porch for about half an hour this morning. It was 22F outside, and I was perfectly comfortable. We got a little bit of new snow yesterday, so it looks like we should have a White Christmas.

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.

C-c-cold!

Mom says no matter how much I ask, she's not letting me out on the front porch. Frankly, I'm good with that.

(This is minus 18C for my Aussie pals.)

I'll hang out here, in my new 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.

Tuxie Tuesday with Snow

We got enough snow to shovel yesterday. It was 10F when Mom got up the other day, so she didn't let me go out on the front porch. That's minus 12.22 for my pal Megan in Sydney Australia. 






Hey Megan, um, I'm out of the kangaroo treats, and I really love them. (hint, hint.)