Sunday, March 23, 2008

They said it was called "Easter"

It got pretty busy around here last weekend. The Orange haired person was in the kitchen making stuff; later I was offered a taste of what they called "Paska."

It was OK; I'd rather have chicken or Greenies.

The next day everyone left for a bit, then came back and went outside into the garden.

I always like it when they do that, because usually they will play stick with me.

I really got the stick big time in this shot!

Bernie played a trick on me: He acted like he was going to play stick...

Then he reached down like he was going to pet me...
Then he RUINED everything by picking me up.

I hate being picked up. I start talking right away....

When I stick my tongue out, that is my last warning.

Yeah, your hands hurt alright. Just be glad it was just your hand.
That tie of yours could have been shredded.

Hart as usual just kept to himself. He doesn't even try to play stick.



He says he doesn't want to get his white socks dirty. Pfffp.

Then it happened.

We both saw it....

Hart even got up.


That damn squirrel was BACK!

I knew I should have kept an eye on that tree! He came down while I was just taking a break, just for a little while.

Blondie said it was the Easter Squirrel.

I think she is nuts.

11 comments:

Adan*Michico said...

Tiggie,
you are so well and great~!
You are so deserved to be spoiled~!! I am very very happy for you~!
You look very happy~!!!

Spooky said...

Well, since you didn't run Bernie's tie through the kitty-shredder, did you at least SHED all over his suit? Going to church covered in fur would have served him right for picking you up!

There's a squirrel runway atop the brick wall behind my house. I watch that stupid thing run back and forth and back and forth all day long. Once I even saw him fall off!! That had me rolling in the floor laughin!

Is Hart a priss or what? I'd go out and walk through the grass and dirt in my little snowshoes...they lick clean.

goldenshade said...

That was too funny! I thought I was going to see some blood and gore but it must of happened so fast it wasn't caught on film.

That horrid squirrel is up to no good. Easter squirrel my ass!

~Goldie

Poppy Q said...

That looked like you was having a great adventure Tiggie. He was super lucky to keep the tie!!

Elizabeth said...

A wonderful story!
We have various cats in Morocco who amuse us on the roof.
Do you know the cat blog from Wales
wethreecats.blogspot.com?
It is really pretty.
Tiggie might enjoy it.

Mrs. Salsa said...

Aw Tiggie and Hart I'm sure if you worked together on catching the squirrel YOU COULD GET IT!

Miss Kitty, NFC said...

Hi Tiggie, I enjoyed your story about the day they call Easter. You had quite an adventure....

Tiggie, what would you do if you actually caught that squirrel???

Tell Hart I sympathize...I've got those white gloves too, but, also, he should be aware, as Spooky pointed out, that they do lick clean quite nicely. He needs to get out there and have some fun.

Miss Kitty

St. Casserole said...

Tiggie, I'm showing these great photos of you to the cats. You are one handsome kittie!

Spooky said...

Tiggie, even though you haven't blogged in quite a while (where are you, anyway??), I still think you are deserving of special recognition. Check my blog!

meemsnyc said...

It looks like you had a very wonderful Easter. That squirrel looks like a fun thing to chase too!

Miss Kitty, NFC said...

Tiggie, Tiggie, wherefore art thou Tiggie? We are missing your funny blogs....what are you and Hart up to these days???


Miss Kitty