Playtime!

Mom was working in her office on Saturday. I'm not sure if it was Mija protesting the stuff she was doing or if mom just thought it would be fun, but she got out the flying bird and we had play time.

She sat in her chair and cast the bird into the hall. I had to size up this thing.

Once I decided this would be fun, I pounced.

Mom would try to cast the thing around the corner where I hid to pounce. Sometimes, she'd miss and it would go behind or into the recycling bin. What a disappointment. I'm all set to pounce and it's in with the all the paper recycling.

We played for a half an hour before I decided I needed a nap. Playing with mom is such fun.

See you next week.

Pilchard.

Thursday - It's Me, MikiCato, from Five Oaks

     It me agin, MikiCato, coming to yous from da SouthWoodsUSA hideaway we calls Five Oaks Manor.  Da place be home to Me and da gurlkitties and da boykitties, and we, collektively, is called Da 6 Mouskateers of Five Oaks Manor.  
     So, you tinks dat a way too much introductioning and blabber about ourselves and our Beans and our homeplace?  Live wif it Bubba!  I a Southren Gentlemen kitty, and I loves my roots.  Aktually, I don know what my roots is other dan I be all kitty, some Oriental types, but thats to be expectated since we all comes from day big one, Bastet!  I gets into dat stories anudder time.  Rat now I gots a bitchy story for everbudies.

Large One done showed up on da web one day wif dis!

I know it me.  An I know it not a fakedup pikture.

I wuz dere and da yarn was dere,

But I didn don it!  NOT!

Large one say he cotched me in da akt. 

I beggs to differs.  I been setted up!  

I don do no such mess an such.

I a good, decent, honorable, no nonsenses kitty!

Hones!

Jus you looks into dese eyeballs.

Does I look like I innercent or what?

It were da baby kitty, da bad boy, Rowdy, Da Heathen

what did it befores I getted up for my midnight romp.

     Sos I can hold my heads up high, keeps my pride and knows I is not in da Dorg House here or anywheres else, I repeats my statemen: " I didn done it, Hones I dint!"

     I rests my case!  

     I gone ....

Roy Sr here!  He may, or may not, have NOT done it, but I didn't scold or punish.  At least, if he DID do it, he didn't run hide like some other kitties I know of.  I'll refrain from mentioning any names here, since they are NOT House Panthers.  Well, one is, but she is outside on the Cat Porch.  (You'll meet her when Miki can talk her into posing and helping with the typing.)  Her name is Miss Princess.   

     I'm gone too .....