Dona Nobis Pacem

Wordless Wednesday

Update: This was posted on Wednesday, November 4, 2009. I do not know why Blogger messes up the dates so often!

OK, almost wordless. These are cranes flying into Bitter Lake National Wildlife Refuge last Sunday. Bitter Lake is just outside of Roswell so we can watch the cranes flying over our house on their way in. There are thousands of them in the air, usually between 4 and 5 in the afternoon.

(photograph by Gail Gruber: copyright 2009, all rights reserved)

(photograph by Gail Gruber: copyright 2009, all rights reserved)

(photograph by Gail Gruber: copyright 2009, all rights reserved)

(photograph by Gail Gruber: copyright 2009, all rights reserved)

The photos were taken by Mom's friend Gail on November 1, 2009, and are used by permission. Thank you Gail ~ your photos are great!

Wordy Wednesday

WARNING: If any of you kittehs are easily scared now might be a good time to turn away from what you are about to see.

My Daddy goes hunting for feral pigs in the Lincoln National Forest a lot. Mostly he just shoots stumps for target practice and he always takes his clicky flashy box along with his bow and arrows. This past summer he deserted us went hunting and left us all alone at home while Mom was gone in New Yuck. (Mom says I have to tell you that it was only two days and we had someone to take care of us while they were both gone. It is not the same.)

Anyway my Daddy saw this fawn (what a baby deer is called). Because I do not know her real name I will call her Fala.

My Daddy almost stepped on Fala because she was lying so still and being very quiet. He told me that Fala did not move at all while he was nearby so he was able to take a lot of pictures. I think her Mama wanted to go chat with the other Mama deer so she told Fala to stay there and wait. Fala does not look all that vishus to me.

I'm Baaaack!

It has been a very long time since my last post and it is all Mom's fault (nothing serious ~ I think she has just been a little tired for a while).

So today I decided to help her make the bed to keep her from falling asleep on it before she finished the job. Do you think the bed is all put back together yet? If you say NO you are right! Mom says I am the reason she stopped is she had to run to the medicine cabinet for something to put on her finger. She has asked me to give you all a new rule:

You will not draw blood when you help make the bed.

Who knew? I will probably forget this rule by next week and I do not expect anyone else to remember it either. Now I need to go take a nap on the nicely not-made bed.

Happy Birthday Matthew!

Today is my cousin Matt's birthday! Matt and his wife live at least five squillion miles away from here where they share their home with three woofies and two kittehs. I have never met him but since Mom loves him very much I think that I would have to like him. We wish we lived closer to him so we could see him more often.

This picture does not have anything to do with Matt or his birthday. It is one of my baby pictures for your viewing pleasure. (I am not quite this small now.)

Mancat Monday

This is our One Who Came Before named pfredd h pfyttz. He lived with Mom and my Daddy from when he was a teeny tiny boy until he was over 19 years old. He liked to talk a lot and he liked to ride on Mom's shoulders when she walked around our yard in the morning. He enjoyed traveling ~ especially when he could sit high enough to watch the scenery go by. He was also just a little bit naughty like me ~ he always wanted to go outside even when he was not supposed to.

Beautiful pfreddy had to leave just a few days before I moved in. Mom and my Daddy still miss him very much.

Meow Like a Pirate Day

Ahoy mateys! Ye be welcome t' join us this fine Meow Like a Pirate Day! We be sailin' first w' th' bonnie crew o' the cat o' nine tails as they cross th' boundin' main in style. We be sad cap'n nels be no longer here t' share th' day but cap'n mao fang be doin' a fine job w' nitro th' nasty, xing th' slice an' igmu th' cabinkitt by 'is side. We then be takin' a short sail w' th' Purrageous Pirates aboard th' Black Furrball. Captain Jack, Dante an' Fagin are searchin' fur th' Isle of Baast an' th' story be we shud find a kittehs paradise. I hope th' wee woofies be accepted there too. N'body need be walkin' th' plank t'day. Jist join th' fun an' games an' enjoy yerselves!!