Love, Virginger
Thursday, July 28, 2011
Garden Thursday
Love, Virginger
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
OPEN WINDOWS!!!
Monday, July 25, 2011
ManCat Monday
One is never sure, watching two cats washing each other, whether it's affection, the taste or a trail run for the jugular. - Helen Thomas
Mum deserted us for most of the weekend. Off being outside in the heats, but drinking lots of water, so furry safe. Just chasing racy cars around for the weekend. AGAIN.
We stayed home and napped, our usual stuff. Otherwise not much to report.
We stayed home and napped, our usual stuff. Otherwise not much to report.
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Garden Thursday
With the hot weather the local cicada's are buzzing. They don't start until it gets hot and then they hatch out. They will be singing their song until it gets cool and we have frosty weather.
See you next week, bye.
Love, Virginger
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Sad News
Mum talked with her furiend Miss Lynn. Her woofie, Chloe, ran off to the bridge on Caturday. Chloe was getting blind and Miss Lynn thinks she then had a stroke. She couldn't walk and all.
So big purrs for Miss Lynn. Mum says she will go woofie picking with Miss Lynn when she is ready.
Hugs and purrs to you.
So big purrs for Miss Lynn. Mum says she will go woofie picking with Miss Lynn when she is ready.
Hugs and purrs to you.
Monday, July 18, 2011
ManCat Monday
The cat is, above all things, a dramatist. - Margaret Benson
Drama, yeah we love it. First it is HOT, HOT, HOT. 90 in the shade So we didn't do much this weekend.
Mum did, she went out in the hots on Caturday, all day. Came home all sweaty, dirty, stinky, tired. She spent the day chasing old racy cars. Said she saw a Cheetah! Mum says not these guys but a car cheetah.
Mum remembered the camera, but forgot the memory card was in the puter! No picture of the Cheetah, mum said it broked first session and she didn't see it again. But here is what the racy car Cheetah looks like.
Sunday I sat down with mum and had a talk, told her we should be getting lots more treats. She didn't understand, was trying to talk cat. If she only new what she was saying! BLUSH!
Me watching some of the young fevvers outside. Following their beans around, not landing well on the bushes or fence. But no crash landings.
Ducky was helping mum balance the money account. We are good for this month per Ducky, enough green papers to pay the bills. Plus he helped her paste things on her game board from the food place. Trying to win a prize, but mum says not likely.
Stay cool kitties.
Mum did, she went out in the hots on Caturday, all day. Came home all sweaty, dirty, stinky, tired. She spent the day chasing old racy cars. Said she saw a Cheetah! Mum says not these guys but a car cheetah.


Stay cool kitties.
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Garden Thursday

Happy Bastille Day to all of our Frenchy furiends and their beans. See you next week.
Monday, July 11, 2011
MiniManCat Monday
A cat allows you to sleep on the bed. On the edge. - Jenny De Vries
HiYa, Ducky here. Mum has a big enough bed that she doesn't sleep on the edge. But then we don't sleep with her all night. Matter of fact I like to sleep on top of her hip when I do sleep with her.
Plus we have a whole other two beds to sleep on if we wants. Here we are napping on Grampie's bed in the guest room.
It was hot and humid this weekend, mum didn't do much outside. Matter of fact she woke up really early on Sunday, way earlier that she would normally on any day. So she was a good girl and took a long nap with us on Sunday afternoon.
She did go outside long enough to water the flowers and cook. She put these yellow rings on the grill, we didn't think too much of them. This is what we want, grilled beast.

All gone, yes we got a taste.
HiYa, Ducky here. Mum has a big enough bed that she doesn't sleep on the edge. But then we don't sleep with her all night. Matter of fact I like to sleep on top of her hip when I do sleep with her.
Saturday, July 9, 2011
Happy Caturday
Thursday, July 7, 2011
Garden Thursday
Bye.
Virginger
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Fur Tan Time
Monday, July 4, 2011
Proud to be an Americat
Happy Independence Day to our fellow American Kitties. Hope all have a great day and cellybrate responsibly and have been cellybrating all weekend safely. Mum's finger is fine, she didn't want the cauly-flower to be pink.
The official big fireworks was last night in our area, some places will have them tonight. We ordered these special in that they don't make booms to scare kitties. They are pretty but won't scare you.
God, bless America,
Land that I love.
Stand beside her, And guide her
Through the night with a light from above.From the mountains To the prairies To the oceans white with foam, God, bless America, My home, sweet home.God bless America Land that I love
Stand beside her
And guide her
Through the night with a light from above
From the mountains To the prairies To the oceans white with foam
God bless America
My home sweet home
God bless America....
My home sweet home!
Land that I love.
Stand beside her, And guide her
Through the night with a light from above.From the mountains To the prairies To the oceans white with foam, God, bless America, My home, sweet home.God bless America Land that I love
Stand beside her
And guide her
Through the night with a light from above
From the mountains To the prairies To the oceans white with foam
God bless America
My home sweet home
God bless America....
My home sweet home!
O beautiful for spacious skies,
For amber waves of grain,
For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain!
America! America!
God shed his grace on thee
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea!
O beautiful for pilgrim feet
Whose stern impassioned stress
A thoroughfare for freedom beat
Across the wilderness!
America! America!
God mend thine every flaw,
Confirm thy soul in self-control,
Thy liberty in law!
O beautiful for heroes proved
In liberating strife.
Who more than self the country loved
And mercy more than life!
America! America!
May God thy gold refine
Till all success be nobleness
And every gain divine!
O beautiful for patriot dream
That sees beyond the years
Thine alabaster cities gleam
Undimmed by human tears!
America! America!
God shed his grace on thee
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea!
O beautiful for halcyon skies,
For amber waves of grain,
For purple mountain majesties
Above the enameled plain!
America! America!
God shed his grace on thee
Till souls wax fair as earth and air
And music-hearted sea!
O beautiful for pilgrims feet,
Whose stem impassioned stress
A thoroughfare for freedom beat
Across the wilderness!
America! America!
God shed his grace on thee
Till paths be wrought through
wilds of thought
By pilgrim foot and knee!
O beautiful for glory-tale
Of liberating strife
When once and twice,
for man's avail
Men lavished precious life!
America! America!
God shed his grace on thee
Till selfish gain no longer stain
The banner of the free!
O beautiful for patriot dream
That sees beyond the years
Thine alabaster cities gleam
Undimmed by human tears!
America! America!
God shed his grace on thee
Till nobler men keep once again
Thy whiter jubilee!
For amber waves of grain,
For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain!
America! America!
God shed his grace on thee
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea!
O beautiful for pilgrim feet
Whose stern impassioned stress
A thoroughfare for freedom beat
Across the wilderness!
America! America!
God mend thine every flaw,
Confirm thy soul in self-control,
Thy liberty in law!
O beautiful for heroes proved
In liberating strife.
Who more than self the country loved
And mercy more than life!
America! America!
May God thy gold refine
Till all success be nobleness
And every gain divine!
O beautiful for patriot dream
That sees beyond the years
Thine alabaster cities gleam
Undimmed by human tears!
America! America!
God shed his grace on thee
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea!
O beautiful for halcyon skies,
For amber waves of grain,
For purple mountain majesties
Above the enameled plain!
America! America!
God shed his grace on thee
Till souls wax fair as earth and air
And music-hearted sea!
O beautiful for pilgrims feet,
Whose stem impassioned stress
A thoroughfare for freedom beat
Across the wilderness!
America! America!
God shed his grace on thee
Till paths be wrought through
wilds of thought
By pilgrim foot and knee!
O beautiful for glory-tale
Of liberating strife
When once and twice,
for man's avail
Men lavished precious life!
America! America!
God shed his grace on thee
Till selfish gain no longer stain
The banner of the free!
O beautiful for patriot dream
That sees beyond the years
Thine alabaster cities gleam
Undimmed by human tears!
America! America!
God shed his grace on thee
Till nobler men keep once again
Thy whiter jubilee!
Saturday, July 2, 2011
Owwwweee!
We have the hots, the cold air blowy is working, fans too. Even mum is staying inside with us and chilling out. Other than to do a quick outside stuff, like cooking, filling the hummer feeder and watering the fevver baths and flowers. She is inside being cool.
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