Escape... 'Twas So Close

Hello my lovelies,

A few weeks ago Ms. Patty had the back door partly open while she was talking to Mr. K who was going out to the garage. They refer to that place as a 'man cave'; which reminds me, I need to Google that and find out exactly what it means. Whatever it is, Mr. K is always happy when he comes back from there.

I digress.

Normally, I'm plenty happy being inside the house. But there was a breeze coming through the door and I could smell bird like you wouldn't believe. I could also smell rodent and my goodness, it's been a good long time since I've had one of those. The thought of devouring a plump, delectable mouse had me edging towards the door, ever so stealthily.

Suddenly, I realize Ms. Patty isn't paying any attention to me at all. 

So...I dashed out that door  right between her legs! 

Eureka!! I'm outside!! Look what was under the deck, it was really dusty, full of leaves and just plain dirty. Yippee! I rolled and rolled and while I could hear Ms. Patty trying to get me to come to her, I had to ignore her.

This was my bliss, my nirvana!

Then?? I hear the unmistakeable sound of my treat can being shaken - goodness, the rattle of those nom noms were calling my name. I tried to resist it, my lovelies, but I couldn't. I ran towards the noise and who has that can? Mr. K!! I start to turn back because I figure he's just trying to trick me. But where is Ms. Patty? Rats, she's right behind me! She picked me up and tossed me rather unceremoniously into the house. Sigh... no more rolling in the dust.

I really shouldn't bash Mr. K too much, though he does pick on me a bit he is quite loving. He's even taken to giving me an evening treat (though not every night, I think that's Ms. Patty's rule) by putting the pieces on the corner of the table, then I jump up to get them. Here's young Mr. J learning how to give me them, isn't he cute?? He didn't pull my tail, didn't chase me...what a good little boy.

Speaking of treats, it's getting to be that time. Who will fall prey to my loving nudgies tonight and be persuaded to give me treats?

Ta ta,
Stella

Soaking Up The Sunshine

I've been rather lazy for the last month or so because summer has arrived, hence, no post since May. The sunshine streaming in the patio doors is just too tempting and delicious and I doze for hours between meals. And the rest of the time I'm playing with Ms. Patty and Mr. K.

Mr. K teases me mercilessly but I suppose that's just what people think they should do to cats. And sometimes I agree. But getting 'socked'? Well, that's just downright insulting.

See, once in a while before he puts his socks on, he pets me all lovingly and then he stretches that sock open and puts it on my head. Hrrmph... I never...

Don't tell anyone but I got myself into a little trouble recently. Ms. Patty and Mr. K were having guests one night and were planning to serve something called pulled pork. Ms. Patty had gone grocery shopping for the party and left out some of the items the night before the party and one thing was a package of what I now know are called buns. Oh glory, those were good! Purr...

How would I know? Well, I was playing with my sparkle balls throughout the night and Ms. Patty wouldn't let me into the bedroom in the wee hours of the night. (That is so frustrating - all I want to do is say hi.)

Anyway, I discovered these buns and though the packaging was quite snug I could smell them, yes, I could my darlings! And they smelled delicious! I just had to try one,  just a little bit.

So I nibbled a bit on one side of the packaging and then the other and I finally had success. See? Oh, never mind, I can't find the picture but I had that plastic undone in no time.

Naturally, I was in trouble when Ms. Patty woke up because I guess she didn't want my germs on her buns. Oh, that didn't sound right. Well, you know what I mean. And you know what? She said she had to go buy a new bag of buns and so I thought to myself "Wonderful! I'll get to finish those buns!", but she gave them to the birds instead. The birds!! Sigh...

Well, that's enough for today. I still want to tell you something about Mr. K but that will have to wait just a bit as I really need a nap.

You'd like a hint? Ok. The hint is: Who is training whom?

Ta ta darlings!
Stella