Saturday in the Yard. Good or Bad?

The kitties love to go out in the yard, and I take them out most days, even if only for a few minutes. Sometimes they don't get to go out. They NEVER go out unsupervised. Am I doing this right? Would they be better off if they did not go outside at all? Lemieux cries a lot to go out when she gets bored. Sometimes I worry that they would be better off if they did not even know what outside is. I just want to be a good kitty Mom.

Workday Wednesday

Lemieux loves to sit in or on her Daddy's briefcase. Maybe she thinks she can be his helper!

I guess this wouldn't mean too much without my telling how Lemieux has to help Mom with EVERYTHING. Cooking, cleaning, laundry, you name it, Lemieux supervises it all. When we were in Atlanta last year, she followed Mom up the ladder while she painted. That got a little tricky!!

Tuxie Toesies Tuesday

Lemieux catching a nap on the ironing board.

Mancat Monday

Tocchet is my one and only Man cat. I've had him since the day he was born. He is my gentle giant, often grooming the smaller cats, always the peacemaker. He sleeps by my side to protect me, and doesn't let the little cats wake me up too early!

Think Pink Thursday For Lilly Lu

We are all thinking pink and purring and praying for Lilly Lu today.

Wordless Wednesday

The Cat Who Made Me Love Cats

This is Cheyenne - aka Momma, circa 1995. Tom found her as a kitten and brought her home. When he moved out of his old apartment, he let his roommate keep her. The roommate moved on about six months later, and left Chey behind. He and my daughter Cassie went and rescued her, and brought her home to us. I still remember the first time I saw her. When I got home that evening, she was sitting in the window, behind the blinds. I parted the blinds, and was instantly in love. Shortly thereafter, Cheyenne gave birth to 4 kittens. Three of them died within the first week. The 4th is Tocchet.

Cheyenne had quite the personality. She was TOUGH. On more than one occasion she bit Captain, our dog, shown in the background. She was very vocal, and would scold me for hours every time I returned from a vacation. She had to have her own glass of water, on the kitchen counter. If it sat empty for too long, she would swat it off the counter, shattering the glass all over the floor, and we would have to come up with a new glass.

In her later years, Chey mellowed a bit, and became quite affectionate. She always laid in the crook of my arm when I watched TV at night.

In 2003 she developed tumors. Despite 2 surgeries, she went to the bridge on November 6, 2004.

Cheyenne made fall in love with cats and everthing about them. I will always be grateful.

Ann

Floofy Friday

Staring at my floof

Kitchen Floof
Full length Floof

Floof on the move

Trying to escape floof

Floof in hiding

Side-view floof

Two Tuxie Tuesday

Tocchet and Lemieux in a rare moment of togetherness.

It's Great to be a Florida Gator

Being a Gainesville girl originally, I just have to say, "Go Gators!!!" Congratulations on a job well done by a great team.

----Ariel

Medium-haired Monday, that's for me!

I love Grr's Medium-haired Monday idea.


Look at all my pretty fluff!