My Pirate Cats have been havin' a grand ol' time on our front porch. Mama Kitty, as Capt' an' regulator of the crew, makes sure that we keep her little ones fed an' happy. 'Course, it sure would be nice if we could pet one of the Pirate Cats. As I mentioned once before, we have five cats; three of 'em are Pirate Cats; all off-spring to Mama Kitty. The other two cats are Mama Kitty an' Li'l Orphan Annie. Annie is the only one that looks anything like Mama Kitty, even though she's the orphan in the bunch. The others are all black, with one white diamond at the throat.
I told you how three of 'em came to be Pirate Cats in this post. Well, we still can't walk up an' pet any of the PC's, but we have been lucky a couple of times an' petted 'em whilst they weren't paying attention on accounta' they had their faces in the dish of food. As soon as they realized my good hubby-buddy or I were touching 'em, though... Whoooooosh!!! They're gone.
With Winter just around the corner, all the cats have taken to stayin' more an' more on our front porch. That's fine; I kinda' enjoy lookin' out an' watchin' 'em play. Well, we had some logs left on the porch from last year when we were usin' the woodstove, so my good hubby-buddy pushed 'em all into a sort of stack. All those cats quickly took over the stack an' began to call it Home.
Pretty soon, the stack of wood was scattered all around again, so we fixed it back up. Each time we fixed it, the cats created a big mess an' slept in the middle of it. One day, I got the bright idea of gettin' a couple of cinder-blocks an' usin' them as a kind of base for arranging the logs on. Well! Din't our family of cats think they were the Cat's Meow, with their own little house?
One thing led to another an' the cats kept knockin' the logs down, but they really seemed to like the idea of havin' a home, ya' know? So today, I fixed that house so's they can't tear it apart. Well, I started it, anyway. It only took a minute for me to call out for help, though, an' my good hubby-buddy... yes, my hero... was right there with a hammer an' nails to put that Cat House together the way it should be. Now, we're all happy.
Until the next time, keep a hug on.
Now, I ask you, don't you think that Li'l Orphan Annie looks more like Mama Kitty than her black Pirate? The other two Pirate Cats wouldn't come up on the porch so's I could get their picture. mmmmmmm
I love trying new things. If it looks fun or inspirational or exciting or interesting, I'm anxious to know more about it.
Although I'm new at blogging, I'm certainly finding that it is one of the most intriguing ventures I have ever tried.
I love to create word puzzles and I love being home. If 'Home Is Where I Hang My Hat,' then all I have to do now is find my hat 'cause I know I hung it somewhere around here. A hat and a home; that's all I apparently need to be as happy as a lark. Since I don't know quite what the sound is that a lark makes, then I will just have to whistle a happy, 'Larky' tune.