Mom on Monday

So I had to take over the blog to tell you a little story about my girl. Long time readers of the blog, and readers of our book, may know that Fin's secret love affair with her toy mouse is what started it all for us on the writing front. A short story for writing class called "Mousey and Me a Tale of Forbidden Love" is what spawned everything that has come after. 

When she was still a young cat I bought her a toy mouse, it was bigger than the mini mice she lost under all the furniture so I had big hopes. I took it out of the package, tossed it at Fin and she couldn't have cared less.

The mouse sat in exactly the same spot for weeks, when suddenly it started turning up all over the house. We NEVER saw Fin play with it, so both Hubby and I assumed the other was moving it (why we thought the other one would be moving a cat toy around the house is another question).

One morning I heard this awful cat noise, it sounded like she was being strangled. I raced to find her and she was fine, just chilling in the general vicinity of the mouse. This was repeated very often till we realized she was carrying the mouse and singing, and because Mousey is so plump it causes a strangled meow.

Only once in all these years have I actually seen her with Mousey.

I heard the strangled love song coming down the hall to the bedroom. I sat perfectly still, and rounding the corner was my girl with Mousey in her mouth singing out loud. As soon as she saw me she dropped Mousey like it was some shameful secret. The idea of a forbidden love affair bloomed in my head.

Over the years we have grown accustomed to the sounds of "Mousey Movement", but we never see the actual transportation. Until the other morning.

I was running late  and was just wrapping up an email in the den, when around the corner comes my girl, Mousey carried proudly in her mouth, tail held high, singing out her song of love with a smile on her face. She got all the way into the den when she spotted me and dropped her beloved.

It's funny that such a simple thing can make a cat mom's heart sing. When there is Mousey time, I know she is feeling her best and I know she is happy and joyful, and that makes me feel the same.

What makes your cat parent heart sing?

Floofy Friday

Sneaking in a little floof on a Friday.

Mom claimed she was exhausted tonight and I had to lobby for any post at all. I knew you couldn't make it through the weekend without a little Fin Floof on Friday.We are hoping you have a restful and fun weekend ahead, and you're putting this last week behind you.

Last week?   Is that you back there?

Crop Watch - Thursday in the Garden

Look at the size of the small planter box this week. 

The butternut squash is taking over the place!

Look at the harvest for the week.

I was so proud to see how well my cat sniffs are working. Mom was so pleased you'd have thought they came from her. Mom had just snapped this pic when I went off to take a celebratory nap. 

A short while later I heard some banging in the kitchen and went to investigate. Once the clanging stops, food can't be far behind, and I like to be on top of these developments.

"Whatcha makin Mom?" I asked.

"Garden stir-fry!" She exclaimed.

I gasped in horror. You heard right friends, after all that gentle tending, she turned around and ate them! With olive oil and garlic! To add insult to injury, she even threw on a little parmesan cheese.

Feelin Hot Hot Hot

What's the one thing you don't want to break in the Summer when you live in the desert?

Your air conditioner. Guess what broke on Saturday afternoon?

What's that friends? Did you say air conditioner?

And you're right! I spent the entire weekend with my belly exposed, and curling up in my sink. You know what else helps the heat? Dippin a paw into your water bowl.

Luckily Dad's best chum was able to fix the a/c for the cost of a pizza. Pretty cool.

Mom on Monday

There I am sound asleep at 3am when a certain grannycat walks across my personage. Her aim to hit the most tender areas is, as always, flawless. This is a pretty typical situation, I am like a kitten super highway, and feline jungle gym all in one. I couldn't help but notice one of the paws was damp. Yes, just one.

A couple of seconds go by in my sleepy brain when this thought occurs to me... what is that paw damp from? And why only one? An aggressive lick bath? Sure that's it. Probably shouldn't thing about it too much, just go back to sleep.

This may actually require me waking up, as visions dance in my head.

It's probably just a water bowl incident.... yeah that's it. She treats her bowl like a water park. It's probably all part of some scheme to get me up. She's clever that way. She's probably rubbing those paws together in the dark, and plotting.

Floofy Friday

Ah Friday! Where ya been all week? Every time I turned the corner, it was a different day.

I look kinda mysterious here don't I?

We don't have much planned here at Casa De Housecat for the weekend. Probably lots of naps, laps, and snacks... sounds pretty close to ideal to me. 

What do you have planned? Hope you have a safe and happy weekend where ever you are.

Crop Watch - Thursday in the Garden

::Three Paw Taps::

Hi friends! Let's take a look at what a week of high quality cat sniffs can do to a garden.

Wow, look at the Tomatoes!

We had to move all the plants around cause it was too hard to harvest.

Yep my sniffer has been very busy to excellent results. We have already harvested 5 baby squashes, 1 pea pod, and two green beans. Well the garden isn't going to feed the family yet, but it's getting there.

We had a scary moment the other day when the first bug was spotted by Mom. Luckily it was only two ladybugs "doing it" (eating breakfast that is) on the squash leaves. Mom yelled out that it wasn't a bed and breakfast and was about to shoo them away when I reminded her they eat other bugs and disaster was adverted.

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