Sunday, January 4, 2015

The Best Present of All

It was a sad weekend.  Mom and dad took down our tree and put away all the decorations and ornaments.   I pouted.  
We did get lots of gifts...we needed to add to our stash of toys.   Not all the squeakers work in Grete woofies' playthings so of course she needed new ones.   Nip gets stale too so we now have fresh Yeoww toys to whap and bunnykick.

As you can see, there is one present I refuse to give up.  When I'm not guarding it, the others take's a purrfect fit.

Some of you may be wondering if I'm getting out in my garden.  Not so much right now.  It's been cold and wet.  My garden looks more like a mud farm than my beloved magical oasis.  
Soon though...soon enough it will be spring.

Thursday, January 1, 2015

Happy Gotcha Day Cecilia!

Hi there!  I'll come closer so we can hang out together.   Can you believe that it's my Gotcha Day?  Yup.  On New Years Day in 2008, I decided that being outside on my own was a total bummer and I walked into the kitchen of my new forever home.
Mom and dad said I was so beautiful they were sure I had a family and I was just lost.   They made posters of me and plastered my description all over the neighborhood and on Craigslist.  Nothing.   They went door to door.   Nothing.

I know.  How could someone NOT be looking for me?
Well, it all turned out just fine if you ask me.
So Happy New Year to all my furriends and Happy Gotcha Day to me!