This rainy Sunday

When even the snails are running *er sliming* for cover! This one is finding respite on our sliding glass door. He looks funny.

That Woman & The Gurl have their afternoon activies lined up

This is a sight you may NeVEr see again! Do you see the nerve of that drool monster Scrappie, sleeping on MY quilt! I am on the ottoman so That Woman can sit in HER CHAIR, but Scraps really feels it's her turn. ya.....right......

This is the pied Miss Jack on her beloved fleece tiger blanket (that is over 20 yrs old!) It also happens to be The Gurls favorite blanket so they 'share'. What you can't see (as the photographer was threatened within an inch of her life) is The Gurl kickin' back on the couch under the blaket *Miss Jack is actually in her lap*

In this kind of weather, it gives That Woman migraines; so for most of the morning she was in her room in the bed where her own personal guardian kept watch. (good job Jengs)

This has been a new(ish) development around the place. This is the door that separates that part of MY house where that mancat yowls. He is on the other side of this door; when he knows That Woman & The Gurl are in the living room with US watching movies; he will take all his favorite toys and shove them under the door to this side. OFTEN you can see his paws under the door too (very halloweeie I think) but it makes That Woman feel horribly 'guilty' and since I am a C.A.T. I have no idea what that word even means.

You may be asking yourself what in the heck these are? They are straws. Mr. Mancat is a collectorl Any way he can; be it right from your drink cup; stealthily from your desk (from your glass) and many times from the trash itself now matter how far down & buried they are. He apparently has a thing for them. As you can see in this next photo; most times he 'hoards' them in his house. (isn't there some dumb TV show about this illness?)

If he suspects you are near to his precious things; He will fly in from anywhere he was, turn in a tight circle to make sure his 'nest' is safe & dart right back out again (in a vain attempt to 'lure' any would be theives away)

Here he is being still for a nano second (as he's eating)

Later in the afternoon; I needed to go outside as That Woman was out taking photos of things and must have forgotten I was still inside adn therefore not available to be the sole subject and purpose of her pictures. (She is getting older & tends to forget the order of importance of these matters, I consider it my duty to gently remind her)

WHY she feels the need to photograph things like this when she can take pictures of me *which vastly increases the value of the photo* I'll never know.

Happy Sunday kittehs!

A Private Conversation

That Woman: *moving toward the sliding glass window to pet Miss Jack*: *sigh* Hi Miss Jack! "

Miss Jack: "oh... it's you."

TW: "Don't you just love fall? The cooler air, the pretty colors, the rain?"

MJ: " Well no, not exactly. I prefer it very hot so I can lay directly in the Sun and get my belleh all toasty! "

TW: "But Miss Jack, when you lay in the sun your fur is so black it absorbs all that heat, I can barely pet you your fur is so hot to the touch!"

MJ: *laughing*"And your point is?"

TW: "Oh very funny! You get the blog for the day & you want to waste it being a smartycat fine for you!"

MJ: "Seriously, you're totally interrupting my daily ablutions"


TW: "Hey, remember when you were outside the other day and The Gurl was taking your pictures... remember doing this?" *snickers*


MJ: "HEY, that is sooo uncool! I mean I have allergies! The danged plumeria is all bloomy and smellie & makes me all sneezie! NOT very nice to post such unflattering pictures, don't you have someone else to torture today?"

TW: *throws hands up* "Now Miss Jack, stop being such a drama cat for pity's sake~!"



MJ: *to herself* DRAMA CAT??? She lives with the Bengal B. Queen, The Torbie B. Queen , The drool monster & that psychotic Mancat & she's got the nerve to call ME Dramacat? Well, let's just take it up a notch...


Now This is High Drama!


*all photos courtesy of The Gurl*

In Which We Take The Day Off...

to travel to the Magic Kingdom and see the World of Color

I received a wonderful gift from a client of mine who works at Disneyland. She gifted me a day pass so I could take Ellen (who has a annual pass) to go see the new show 'World of Color'. The show was the most breathtaking thing to see to be sure; but more on that later. Right now let me take you on a photo essay of our day!

Halloweenie Colors!

First things first, as you can see it was pouring down rain when we left our house at 11am.

We went to Polly's for breakfast & had one of their To.Die.For. Freshly made hot, slathered in butter, cinnamon rolls.

One of our favorite things to do is try on hats! Here I am at the first stop on our Journey! The Jack (Skellington) store in the French Quarter. El thought this was cute; after seeing this picture I can only wonder why? Good grief! This hairstyle is NOT conducive to hats!



What's really funny about this is that the 'hot' costume is of course the Mad Hatter from Alice in Wonderland. You could get the top had complete with bright orange frizzy hair attached! As you can see, I'm not trying that hat on as I have my own orange frizz to deal with on this rainy day!

Some 'formal' shots in beautiful courtyard with the lovely fall colors.

The first ride we went on was one of my favorites Indiana Jones. But sadly no photos of that. Next ride was Splash Mountain! (In the rain is way fun too!) Here we are 'before'

This is my favorite picture of us! (even out of focus)

And 'after' the 50ft plunge into the water flume. We were both soaked from the waist down!

The still they take of you. (Note the expression on El's face; she's ridden this ride so many times with her friends she's got the camera flash pegged!) I love the little girl sitting behind me; she was a doll!

I will share with you that we did go on Space Mountain and I learned that this ride is off my 'dance card' forever more. :( Within seconds of the ride starting, the speed, and tight turns instantly set my head on fire and not in a good way. I had to close my eyes during the remainder of the ride and try to just breathe slowly and silently pray that it be over quickly. Thank goodness it's a short ride. I was never so relieved to stop moving & get off. It took me nearly a half hour to recover.

Next ride we went on was Buzz Lightyear! We love the competition of zapping the evil Emperor Zurg & competing with the final count! (I won last time and this time El won!)


After that; refreshments!

One of my favorite guilty pleasures; the humble Churro. I'm holding mine & El's. Note the diet coke for balance... I did start to feel human again after this treat.

Off to try on more hats! Here is El trying on the newest hat line from the movie 'Up' .

how appropriate

"Hi, my names Ellie!" (and it is!)

I really wanted this but El said 'Uh, No...' but she did like this picture.

She didn't buy it either; for the hat and goggles it was $40.00! So we just tried them on, took pictures & left.

Off to California Adventure for our dinner reservations at the Wine Country Trattoria. You can get reservations there for the 'World of Color' show. The dinner comes with two preferred standing passes to the show; front & center. I was happy to sit down & enjoy the lovely restaurant.


First they bring you fresh bread and butter. I could have stopped right there! Never being so happy to see carbs!


So for $40.00 per person; you enjoy beverages; a salad; your choice of entree (there were six to choose from); and desert. El ordered the seafood pasta and I had the Braised Beef Tenderloin. It was the b.o.m.b.! El & I didn't recognize some of the choices for desert so we asked the gal what some of them were so we could make our choice. She said they would 'bring the tray'. She wasn't kidding. You get ALL the deserts on the one tray! I just delighted in my first cup of coffee in 5 days! It was wonderful!

Tiramisu; berry tarts; chocolate lemon mousse; and some vanilla gelatin thingy with strawberry sauce & fresh basil. (we didn't like that one) I had a tart & that was it. Since the Space Mountain incident I wasn't about the antagonize a migraine with chocolate!

After dinner; we wandered over to the boardwalk at the Paradise Pier to find our area to watch the show. I'll leave you with these pictures that don't do the show justice at all.

The Cheshire Cat was brilliant!

Goodnight from the Happiest Place on Earth!

Here Ye! Here Ye!

NOTICE:
To all the cats of this house; This is 'That Woman' making a proclamation that will be posted on all the closed doors of the neighboring territories in this Country that is Our Home.

Let it be known throughout all the lands of this domain where all of my dearest felines reside; Pay HEED, HEARKEN TO ME be Forewarned!

If you even so much as think of getting out the territory you have the privilege of occupying and try invading anothers territory thereby causing the inhabitants of that country to go to war with each other; you will be immediately apprehended and thrust into solitary confinement without remorse (or even so much as a tinkle ball!) Furthermore, depending on the heinousness of crimes of war YOU CAUSE you will be made to endure the punishment below. In addition; PHOTOS of you in this punishment will be posted on this blog so that ALL KITTEHS will bear witness to your punishment and subsequent humiliation. I've ordered it from Amazon today. That is all.




Any resemblance to Sir Lawrence here is clearly unintended but oddly appropriate!

Hell Week

(all photos are giant if you care to click and see my glorious self in lifesize)

Speaking of Hell... This last week here in Orange CA. we had temps that reached 110. Was I bothered? Can you tell? Here I am in the cool grass, upside down (my favorite position) flat out. Sun baking my belleh. I am perfectly aware of That Woman calling me (in vain) and trying to tempt me to come inside to the air conditioned house. You can tell my eye is open. But to no avail.


I am too busy sniffing the grassmail and smelling the lovely barbecue smells wafting in the oppressive heat
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The reason I'm not goin' in has really little to do with the cooler air in there. It has little to do with the yowling mancat locked up in MY other half of the house. It even has less to do with having to 'share' the cool tile entryway with the pied.

Let me tell you a little story kitties of why I'm not goin in there right now...



On Torbie Tuesday I think it was, it was a suppperrr hot day. That was the 110 that I told you about earlier. That Woman felt after returning home & seeing her wilted flowers; that she'd better give them a good deep watering. The planter is ground level right outside the girls room. So she set her timer, went in to watch some dumb moving pictures on the long black box. It had little tiny people called 'hobbits' or something. A lot of hullabaloo over some shiny ring thing... anyway...

The timer went ding (I could even hear it outside where I was!) but she was at a 'good part' of the movie so she ignored it. Later she went to turn the water off. She had to wade through the little low spot (that is another of my favorite sleeping areas) to get to the hose.

The next morning, she woke The Gurl for school and while in her room she checked her email on The Gurl's computer. **She can't use hers since it got a virus and doesn't work anymore ~That's why she's not been giving you updates so I apologize for this long one. THE broken computer at least is NOT my fault! Even I don't understand the thrill of ruining someones life anonymously... I mean, the whole point it is to make sure THEY KNOW IT'S ME!**

So while she was sitting at the computer in her bare feet on the carpet, she said she thought the carpet felt a little too cool. Upon further inspection the entire area in front of The Gurl's window about one long cat length into the room and at least 8 cat lengths long (unless you are that ridiculously loooooong mancat then it would about 6) is soaking wet carpet. And to further the mess, it had previously been covertly used as someones emergency litter area when The Gurl didn't get up in time to let her out!

So kittehs... You can imagine the stench. And our noses are quite adept at smelling and 'reading' the peemail. So now it's like YELLING to us kittehs. That poor mancat has been moved (mercifully) to the sewing room and The Gurl has been spending her sleeping time on the couch. Right now there is a giant fan pointing at the wet area. (as of this date 4 days later it's more dry and barely tolerable) The heavy velvet curtain was soaked halfway up, the mancat's bed & blanket are in the garage awaiting the laundry since they were both sopping wet. There's all this white stuff That Woman dumped on the carpet to calm the smell (and she's all ready had to order the Anti Icky Pooh from Amazon for permanent odor control) She says if you have cats or dogs even & have been unable to get rid of the smells THAT is the only thing that really, truly does work. And believe me, she has tried them ALL!

So, now you know why I'M not goin in there. Better to be out here where the grass is cool; the lizards are friendly and if I lay belleh up long enough the shade of the tree will find me.