Blogging from A to Z April Challenge 2014 - Letter L

Hello, Old Friends and New and Welcome to

April

and my 3rd year of  blogging in the Challenge. 

I love cats. I can't remember a time when there weren't cats in my life. Sometimes one or two, most times lots more. My husband, Gary, and I seem to be magnets for strays. Consequently, I have many photographs of cats and kittens that resided outside our houses and of those who, by the luck of the draw or paw, made it into the inner sanctum of feline luxury, our home. I have also written poems and stories about cats that I will share for the next 14 blog days with you. I am also looking forward to visiting your blogs to see what interests you.

L is for the Love of Boxes, Bags and Birdhouses...

 

Mom, while you were asleep, I killed this box for you.

Mom, this box is a little drafty.

Mom, I just love Vera Bradley.

Lady Jane found Baby Bear's Box to be too small.

Lady Jane said Mama Bear's box was just right. Sigh.

Fred says he looks good in Vera.

Who do you think lives in this birdhouse?

I do.

Tomorrow I'll be telling you about the Massacre.

Thank you for stopping in and I hope you enjoy my pampered cats.


Blogging from A to Z April Challenge - 2014 

 

Blogging from A to Z April Challenge 2014 - Letter K

Hello, Old Friends and New and Welcome to

April

and my 3rd year of  blogging in the Challenge. 

I love cats. I can't remember a time when there weren't cats in my life. Sometimes one or two, most times lots more. My husband, Gary, and I seem to be magnets for strays. Consequently, I have many photographs of cats and kittens that resided outside our houses and of those who, by the luck of the draw or paw, made it into the inner sanctum of feline luxury, our home. I have also written poems and stories about cats that I will share for the next 15 blog days with you. I am also looking forward to visiting your blogs to see what interests you.

K is for Kitchen Help...

 The cats love to be in the kitchen when Gary is cooking. This was Uncle Bob.

Buffy.

 We aren't sure how she got up on the counter. She couldn't jump that high.

Gracie in the window.

 Fiona in the napkin holder.

A doodle from my journal.

Thank you for stopping in and I hope you enjoy my pampered cats.


Blogging from A to Z April Challenge - 2014 

Blogging from A to Z April Challenge 2014 - Letter J

Hello, Old Friends and New and Welcome to

April

and my 3rd year of  blogging in the Challenge. 

I love cats. I can't remember a time when there weren't cats in my life. Sometimes one or two, most times lots more. My husband, Gary, and I seem to be magnets for strays. Consequently, I have many photographs of cats and kittens that resided outside our houses and of those who, by the luck of the draw or paw, made it into the inner sanctum of feline luxury, our home. I have also written poems and stories about cats that I will share for the next 17 blog days with you. I am also looking forward to visiting your blogs to see what interests you.


J is Jumping for Joy...

This was Baby Cat. She loved to track and attack the laser light dot for hours.

Look closely, you will see Gracie on my dresser and is that Meghan? Why yes, yes indeed. Meghan, who thinks the couch is a nose-bleed seat, decided she would climb up to the top of my mirror. She, of course, did not last up there long. No scratches on Megs. Wish I could say the same for my dresser.

Thank you for stopping in and I hope you enjoy my pampered cats.


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Blogging from A to Z April Challenge 2014 - Letter I

Hello, Old Friends and New and Welcome to

April

and my 3rd year of  blogging in the Challenge. 

I love cats. I can't remember a time when there weren't cats in my life. Sometimes one or two, most times lots more. My husband, Gary, and I seem to be magnets for strays. Consequently, I have many photographs of cats and kittens that resided outside our houses and of those who, by the luck of the draw or paw, made it into the inner sanctum of feline luxury, our home. I have also written poems and stories about cats that I will share for the next 17 blog days with you. I am also looking forward to visiting your blogs to see what interests you.

I is for Inside Scoop About Baskets...

  Put out a basket or flower pot, whether empty or full, and it immediately becomes a bed.

Look at that smile.

 Short post today. I am on my way to visit my sister for a week. Posting may become a little erratic if I can't hook up to my photos. I had intended to post ahead, but we all know that was a dream.

Thank you for stopping in and I hope you enjoy my pampered cats.


Blogging from A to Z April Challenge - 2014 

 

Blogging from A to Z April Challenge 2014 - Letter H

Hello, Old Friends and New and Welcome to

April

and my 3rd year of  blogging in the Challenge. 

I love cats. I can't remember a time when there weren't cats in my life. Sometimes one or two, most times lots more. My husband, Gary, and I seem to be magnets for strays. Consequently, I have many photographs of cats and kittens that resided outside our houses and of those who, by the luck of the draw or paw, made it into the inner sanctum of feline luxury, our home. I have also written poems and stories about cats that I will share for the next 20 days with you. I am also looking forward to visiting your blogs to see what interests you.

H is for Heads Down, and in some cases, Gone...

 Many cats, while drifting off to sleep, end up with their noses planted in the covers or rug. We call that Heads Down. They often snore in that position, which adds to the fun. Some other cats seem to lose their heads over the mention of kitty naps. 

Buffy was a cuddle cat and loved to put her head under somebody (Jasmine)-

-Anybody (Margaret).

Guess Trouble went over his 2 beer limit.

Gracie always sleeps with her head turned and propped at the weirdest angles.

Never fails to make us laugh.

Trouble has very long legs and there is always something sticking out of his circle. It really looks like his back leg is coming out of the top of his head.

The gray is JJ, real name Jumpin' Jack, who loved to sleep with Margaret.

Gracie needed some sun block.

Last but not least, Margaret , who was our best Head Down sleeper.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Thank you for stopping in and I hope you enjoy my pampered cats.


Blogging from A to Z April Challenge - 2014 

 

Blogging from A to Z April Challenge 2014 - Letter G

Hello, Old Friends and New and Welcome to

April

and my 3rd year of  blogging in the Challenge. 

I love cats. I can't remember a time when there weren't cats in my life. Sometimes one or two, most times lots more. My husband, Gary, and I seem to be magnets for strays. Consequently, I have many photographs of cats and kittens that resided outside our houses and of those who, by the luck of the draw or paw, made it into the inner sanctum of feline luxury, our home. I have also written poems and stories about cats that I will share for the next 20 days with you. I am also looking forward to visiting your blogs to see what interests you.

G is for Guests...

Thought I'd include a few guest kitties today.

This is Hap, my niece Stephanie's beautiful cat.

My wonderful granddaughter, Emily, and Pirate.

Emily, DJ and Ninja.

WeeGee belongs to my nephew Brian and his girlfriend Sarah.

My daughter's cats L to R: Mulder, Ted (brother of  Fred), Squishy and Scully.

DJ is holding a tic. We examined it with the magnifying glass. We get both dog and deer tics. Always have to check ourselves and the cats for these unwanted guests.

This is Sophia who belongs to my sister, Alison. She has a great personality and talks a lot (so does the cat).

Couldn't resist this sweetie that was decorating someone's yard at Halloween

Thank you for stopping in and I hope you enjoy my pampered cats.


Blogging from A to Z April Challenge - 2014 

Blogging from A to Z April Challenge 2014 - Letter F

Hello, Old Friends and New and Welcome to

April

and my 3rd year of  blogging in the Challenge. 

I love cats. I can't remember a time when there weren't cats in my life. Sometimes one or two, most times lots more. My husband, Gary, and I seem to be magnets for strays. Consequently, I have many photographs of cats and kittens that resided outside our houses and of those who, by the luck of the draw or paw, made it into the inner sanctum of feline luxury, our home. I have also written poems and stories about cats that I will share for the next 21 days with you. I am also looking forward to visiting your blogs to see what interests you.

F is for Fur, Bad Fur Day that is...

 

There are days after that tongue bath you took, when no matter what you do, no matter how much gel you slap on or spray you use, you know you should have worn a hat all over your body.

Meghan enjoying some quiet time in the sink. She has lived inside with us for 14+ years and barely tolerates being touched.

The new guys, Max in tub and Linus out, thinking of taking a shower. They don't want to be caught rumpled.

Every family has an Uncle Bob. He was friends with everybody and fathered many litters. As  an older feral, he came in one day and stayed. Had a good trick. He'd eat with the cats on the back porch, ask to come in, then ask to go out the front door so he could eat with his friends out there. He liked sleeping in the sink.

This little one kept getting caught in the rain instead of going in one of the cat houses.

I'd bring him in and towel dry him with varying styling results.

I think a little shampoo and cream rinse might have helped.

Love her punk hairdo.

Fred fell asleep in the middle of his bath one day. That tummy fur really needs a hat.

Thank you for stopping in and I hope you enjoy my pampered cats.


Blogging from A to Z April Challenge - 2014