Saturday Mystery

Look what mombean found on the kitchen counter top.



Yes, of course, it is a loaf of cinnamon bread with raisins and certainly very tasty...er I mean, I imagine it is. Somehow Mombean is blaming me for the torn bag and the snacking.


Of course, I showed the others how to perform this task, but why do I get the blame? Really it could have been any one of us. I suppose I have been caught a few times with other yummy things, but it doesn't mean it was me this time. Do I look innocent - enough?

Here We Are Thursday

Mindy: Sometimes you have to look up to see things.

Mombean said she looked up today - at the sky. There were snowflakes falling. When they hit the ground, they melted.

Moe: When I look up, I want to see something really good.


For me that usually means food - and someone willing to share!

Bono: I am a patient kind of mancat.

I am right now in the kitchen, I stare at the beans...and you know, it works for me. I usually get some sort of treat.

Cookie: Today, Thursday, I went to the back door. I just love to go out this door and out to the deck.

There was a huge problem. It was drizzling at first, I came in. Then I went out again, this time there were some snow flurries, and in I came. Can anyone tell when where summer went?

Mike: Sometimes the other cats don't like me.

They tell me it's because I am big, loud and pushy. Do you think that could be true? I can't believe that myself.