Telling tales, of walking in wild places, of painting, of sleeping in warm places and of mice and other things....
Friday, May 9, 2008
Relax
Pixie: Did you see Kiffer? Maurice: Good hunter. Tired now. Having a little sleep I think. Pixie: Seems to have settled in well. Maurice: Certainly seems to know the meaning of the word relax.
Kiffer: Is there no peace in this house! I was fast asleep and dreaming and She snuck up on me and took two pictures and I didn't even know She had done it. Next thing I know it's splashed all over the internet and people are laughing at me. It was a good dream. A dream of milk.
When first we started there were four of us, all ginger, and Max. Time has passed. The ginger pride are ghost cats, appart from Elmo. Now the house holds Max, oldest, tabby farm cat, dark, usually found sleeping on a cushion, Elmo, last of the Gingers, beautiful handsome and wonderful who still walks to the high hill top. And now there is Baggage and Bundle, silver mischief in sharp clawed kitten form. The adventures continue.
5 comments:
Glad to see Kefir is fitting in perfectly!!!
Have a fun weekend climbing, soaking up sunbeams and taking Her for walks. :)
~Goldie and Shade
If I sleep with my tongue out like that, my people laugh so hard it wakes me up.
Ees thad cad alibe?
Kiffer: Is there no peace in this house! I was fast asleep and dreaming and She snuck up on me and took two pictures and I didn't even know She had done it. Next thing I know it's splashed all over the internet and people are laughing at me. It was a good dream. A dream of milk.
Kiffer, you are so beautiful, awake or asleep, it matters not.
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