Laugh. Learn. Love cats.
It has been ridiculously rainy here. The weather man said a few days ago that many areas nearby have already exceeded the average rainfall for the month in our torrential afternoon thunderstorms.
The stormy skies can make for some nice views from our window.
While we wait for the rainy days to end, we are ready to pile into the yellow submarine at a moment’s notice to keep us safe if the water rises!
The head peep went to an event this week where she toured Pet Alliance of Greater Orlando (more about that soon!), and she brought home a gift bag with treats in it. When she got home, she realized the treats were for dogs. You would think she would pay closer attention, but good help is hard to find.
She decided to take the treats to work for a co-worker who has dogs at home. Anything she has to remember to take to work with her in the morning gets hung on the pegs by the door to the garage so she can grab it on the way out.
Newton: Hey, what’s that?
A while later, there was the noise of rustling paper in the spare room. It sounded a little bit like when kitties play in a grocery bag, except of course there was no grocery bag on the floor anywhere in the house.
* rustle rustle rustle *
No paper bag anywhere in the house, really. Except that bag by the door…
* rustle rustle rustle *
Newton: Pierre, dude, you’re so busted!
Ashton: It wasn’t me! I’m an innocent bystander!
Kitties, look at that bag. There are dogs on it! You don’t even have to be able to read to know it’s not for you.
(Notice the teeth marks at the bottom of the bag?)
Newton: If it’s already open, can I at least have a taste?
Sorry co-worker’s dogs. Some naughty cats had all the fun with your bag of treats.
Ashton: Can you believe that it was three years ago today that the head peep saw me in the median of the highway and stopped to pick me up? This is what I looked like then.
It’s hard to believe I was ever that small!
I didn’t feel very good at first, but I made friends with the resident cats.
And as I felt better, I got even more cute.
These days, I’m living the good life, and the feral world is something on the other side of the glass windows of our house. I’m really grateful to be here, and to be sharing my adventures with you.
Unlike Newton and Pierre, I’ve been blogging my whole life. That makes sharing my gotcha day with all of you extra-special. It’s a chance to thank you for being my friends and reading along. Love and fishes to all of you!
