Happy Thanksgiving!

This morning I had to hunt the rare and elusive Monkerkey to be sure there was enough food for all of us this afternoon: It turns out there is not much meat on a Monkerkey so I gave it to Sushi to play with while I played air banjo: Guess I will have to sing for my supper. What key is that One Note Samba in? What was that "Cat" Stevens tune?

Oh ~ Mom just said she already has the turkey in the oven and there will be plenty for Zeke and Sushi and me later. I am glad it is not a tofurkey!

Happy Thanksgiving!

Wordless Wednesday

My New Discovery

I have discovered that if I sit on the counter and stare at my empty bowl for long enough stinky goodness will magically appear so I can eat. I expect this will be very important to remember next week when Mom and my Daddy are on vacation for Thanksgiving.

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.