Trey-You Takes a Nap

As we all know, Stella-Dog bothers Trey-You incessantly, tho from what I've observed, for the most part, Trey-You seems to love it. Except when it comes to cat-nap-time. Trey-You is very serious about his cat-nap-time.

When the sun is shining into our sunroom, he always plants himself under a kitchen chair. He thinks his ~cat fortress~ will protect him from the affections of Stella. And surprisingly Stella doesn't ever bug him when he's there. She's such a good dog to know Trey-You's boundaries! Are you kidding?? I don't think she's figured out yet that with just a nudge of her nose Trey-You's fortress would be toppled and she could bug the crud out of him!

O if I could only take such a contented cat-nap!

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xoabb

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Sunday Serenity

Dinner Contemplation or just some friends stopping by?

The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes*.

~ Marcel Proust

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xoabb
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*Three souls that constantly look at the world with new eyes
& always manage to make me smile (in alphabetical order):

Ms. Daryl
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Ms. Kate
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Ms. Katie

TREY-YOU! BE GONE!

(I swear I'm going to publish a cocktail table book called "Where Cats Sleep.")

While this is far from the oddest place I've found Trey-You bedding down for a nap, it's one of the more irritating. Trey has clawed the quilt down from the railing to make his cozy little pied-a-terre. Of course, the quilt was freshly washed and had been hung on the railing to dry, not for Trey's sleeping comfort. Of course, it's now covered in cat hair. Lovely. (That'll teach me to put quilts and clothes away the second they're dry!)

Must admit, this is slightly better than the times he gets into the linen closet and burrows a hole into the clean towels. Nothing finer than taking a shower in the morning and drying yourself off to discover you are covered with orangish cat hairs. You truly have not lived until you've experienced this.

Well, come on over! I'm sure Trey-you will be glad to burrow for you! And I'll supply that towel!

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xoabb

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Sunday Serenity

I haz dat.

Down pat.

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xoabb

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Attack Cat!

"Feetz...I has dem.

But theyz weapons,

So I keepz dem hidden!"

(What Trey-You would be saying if he was

featured on ~icanhascheezburger.com~)

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xoabb

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Sunday Serenity is NOT Happening this Week

See the open screen door? More importantly, see the tear in the open screen door? That's thanks to our Stella-dog. She has made herself a handy-dandy little hole with which to open not one, but all 3 of our screen doors (really, someone must teach her to close the screen door after opening it, the mosquitos are killing us).

GB and I were at the dinner table last night and, for once, Stella was inside and the screen door was closed because I'd closed it once again. Imagine our utter surprise when Trey-you (that damn cat) sauntered up to the door....and jumped out! Yup, out of the very convenient hole Stella has made. Needless to say, we are not pleased. Not one little teeny tiny bit pleased. Matter of fact, GB swore. A lot. POOH!

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xoabb

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