A Fond Farewell...Until We Meet Again

Hi friends. Mama has been very busy the last few days with work and preparing for their trip.  This will be my last post until they return in mid December.  We will miss you all so much.  Please don't forget about us!

We wish you all a very happy and blessed Thanksgiving! 

Take me with you.

Hee hee, I think the sticker should read "light weight".  This sticker was on Simba's head all day.

Bucky in action.

Show-n-Tell Thursday

I wanted to show my tummy today. It's furry, it's soft, it's apricot colored and there's plenty to go around (Mama put that last one in there).

Wordless Wednesday

Sunny Day

Hi.  You caught me doing my favorite thing: sitting in the sun on our patio.  Whenever there is a sunny morning, Mama makes sure I don't miss it.

Happy Tuesday! xxoo

Weekend Follow-Up

Mama really appreciated all your comments about me allowing Bucky to have my tail draped on him. Well, the following evening, he batted at my tail and I hissed and smacked him. Mama told me that he was just playing and that, as usual, I overreacted. My motto is hiss and smack first, ask questions later.

This weekend was rather uneventful except for when Mama almost set fire to our apartment.  She put together some corn bread for her and Papa for an early dinner on Saturday.  Once the oven was preheated, the whole place was smokey.  It turns out there was a piece of paper in the oven that completely burned. Our whole home was smoke filled.  After a few hours of every window being open, all is well and smoke free. Crazy mama.

Weekend Tidbits

I have a new bed. Mama thinks that I don’t know that it was Bucky’s. She put my blankie on it and then put me on it. I meowed at her in a pesky way, but haven’t got out of it since. Bucky hasn’t used his bed since he was let out of the laundry room. He prefers the couch or recliner. With my blankie, the bed smells nice, not like him.


It’s been stormy here, so it looks like mama and papa won’t be going anywhere this weekend. I heard them talking about going to the movies, but I say they should watch a movie at home. That way, Mama can be at my *beck and call even though I sleep all day. You never know when I may need something.

You can see part of a suitcase in this picture. Mama is already starting to prepare for their trip. They’re leaving in less than two weeks. She thinks I don’t know. She had the pet sitter over yesterday. I was hoping that she wouldn’t get a pet sitter, they would stay home and Bucky would leave. I know. You think I’m mean. To show you I’m not all bad, check out the below picture. I’m slowing building up my tolerance for him like I have for Simba.

Bucky doing an Elvis impersonation:

Hunka hunka burnin' love

 
*I looked up beck and call. It means to be entirely subservient to someone; to be responsive to their slightest request. I say all cat servants (i.e. humans) need to incorporate this phrase into their vocabularies!

xoxo,
Lucy

It's Friday!!