Oooh! I believe Frydee was fried chicken day. Thx for keeping track of our shenanigans
Well, THAT makes sense! Yes, that lovely crispy fried chicken I drool over every year.
I was falling asleep on the couch before the sun even went down! So, no Northern Lights for this Metro West peep either!
I slept through the whole thing - even if I could have seen it. Oh well.
We saw a muted version and the space station flyover at the same time, 11:20pm, MDT. Viewing other’s photos are helpful.
Back to you many times over!
Happy Mother’s Day. My cats gave me … nothing.
I guess that’s better than a dead lizard.
That would be remarkable simply because I live in a high rise! My late kitty had a whole bunch of animal toys that he would gleefully bring up into my bed and present to me. Being a good mom, I praised him effusively, of course.
A high rise! I remember those! Here, when something is dead, we wait for some critter to carry it off.
That’s one of the things I love about HO! So interesting to get other perspectives;
It has proven to be the best place for me to live for many reasons. I do miss living in the woods/country of course.
Well, it was just me and the cat for mother’s day this year and he gave me a tongue bath of sorts on the face and hand. He’s still got the sandpaper tongue at 12+ years.
Getting a facial from your kitty is the highest compliment a cat can bestow. They’re grooming you - that means they think you’re a cat! I always grimace and say Thank You! Plus, there’s a big container of freeze dried salmon in the kitchen next to the cutting board. I’ve been trained to show my gratitude…
You’ve been groomed to show your gratitude…
I got an early present - throw-up from Finn since he drank water and then wolfed down his wet food. :::Sigh::: THEN the little monster walked over to his empty wet food bowl as if I was going to fill it again. Ummm…No. But I gave him points for trying.
I cannot tell you how many times I have had to explain to Laszlo that cat food is not free, and if you waste it, you need to wait for your next meal.
Last Christmas Day our in-laws baked dinner rolls on what they didn’t realize was a plastic tray. The bottom of their brand new oven was coated with plastic. I don’t know how they did it, but they eventually managed to clean it all out without any permanent damage or even discoloration. That was an exciting Christmas as their house began to fill with acrid smoke from the plastic.
Amazingly how much belly hair Owen has consumed and consumes on a daily basis( he’s ocd about his belly hair and has removed it between his thighs and mid chest) he has not had a hairball! We give him tuna water/oil occasionally and his crunchies are a blend of Blue brand which includes the indoor and low-hair ball formulas. “Owenscaping” is a new word around here. His buddha belly is bare white, and he is jet black everywhere else. Of the plethota of cats I’ve had, this condition is unfamiliar to me. Stress, I guess.