Time Flies

Somehow I missed the month of September.  I'm not sure how that happened.  Maybe it was because the weather finally got nice enough to work outside in the garden even if all I was doing was pulling weeds.  It's those nasty burrs that some folks call goat's head stickers but they're really burrs.  You don't want those goat's heads.  They are called puncture vine for a reason.

Everything you wanted to know but were too smart to ask.

Yeah, if you read a little bit of it, they are supposed to enhance sexual performance.  Um....

PASS.

The sand burrs I'm pulling up are bad enough and this guy made wine?  Oh my, my.  The world is crazy.


We took a trip to Colorado and got to see some lovely fall color.  The aspens were turning early this year.

I'm back but I'm not ready for this fall and winter stuff.  Can we skip that this year?  I know.  I can't deprive my friends and family of cookies.  There has to be cookies. I guess we can have Christmas afterall.

Some strange things have happened to me during September:

• I was followed by a car with a full-size stuffed bear in the passenger seat.  The driver was talking to the bear.
• I was followed by The Zombie Apocalypse Survival SUV.
• I started training for another marathon.  

Evil Twin is sure I've lost my marbles.  If you see them rolling around, send them back to me.

Whiny Cat Needs Some Wine

MEOW! It's me, Oreo Kitty.  Here I am, hungry AGAIN!  Why doesn't this blasted female take care of me?  Sigh.  I have to climb up behind her throne and paw her hair to get her attention.  Sheesh.

Oreo, Reffie doesn't like it when she's sitting on the couch and you attack her from behind.

And what's with my new bed in the dryer?  Why can't I lay on those warm towels?  Why must she take them from me and get fussy when I resist their release?

Reffie does not want your hair all over the clean towels, you silly cat!

This female is a strange one.  She told me she felt discomboobalated and melonchular today. I'm thinking that I don't want to hear about her boobs......unless they are cushy and soft.  By the way, I've got nipples.....

Um.....Oreo, it's discombobulated and melancholy. 

Melons?  Where?  They're food, aren't they?  No, wait.  They're boobs.  No more boob talk.

Sigh.

I love it when the female opens the window and lets me smell OUTSIDE but today she said it smelled worse than my litter box.  I was most offended.

Oreo, a skunk has sprayed somewhere close.  It's not an "outside" smell Reffie enjoys.

A skunk?  What's that?  Can I play with it?  Is it food? 

Uh oh.  Reffie is coming back inside.   You'd better get off the computer, Oreo.

Not before I post a link.  I LOVE this cat!

Henri 

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Hum....I wonder what that was all about.  The cat just ran off with a goofy look on his face.  Evil Twin is watching The Weather Channel hoping for a hurricane.  Oh well.   I hope everyone has had a good summer.  We've finally had some rain and look what it did to my Texas Sage:

 

And the Lantanas finally bloomed.  The hummingbirds are happy!

And Window Cat doesn't care one way or another.