Deer Oh Deer!

I'm not sure they have any idea how lucky they are they survived another hunting season, but I sure am happy to see these ladies...or are they fellas?  (I can never tell...the darn bucks shed their antlers...sneaks).

Not to be outdone

Okay...it's bad enough that Timbre is trying to steal my man (see my previous post)...now CB is in on the shenanigans.  I'm totally outnumbered here.  So not fair.  I just hope that Mark remembers that I make a mean french toast.

Folding laundry

Okay...maybe I mean folding yourself on TOP of laundry.  Whatever...Diesel thought he was helping Mark.

Cat nip nap

He is SO under the influence.  Cat nip intoxication.

Good thing he didn't have to drive anywhere.  DWI for sure.

From her perch

Timbre keeps tabs on the activities of the farm.  

It's a stressful job, but she handles it well.

Waiting to use the phone

Diesel recently learned to text.  He's waiting for us to buy him a phone with a qwerty keyboard, so in the meantime he's borrowing Mark's phone.  And we all know, waiting for Mark to get off the phone can mean long waits.  Thankfully Diesel is patient.  (MI kitty...he's doing his best to reach out to you...he really is)

Spring is 'trying' to spring

Yay!  The first signs of spring...at least for me.  Daffy's are on their way.  Yippee!  Yahoo!  (can you tell I'm excited?)

Buddy turns 9

Stealin' my man

From the first time Timbre set eyes on Mark...she was in love.  Seriously, he arrived at my apt to pick me up for a date and she literally fell on the floor and rolled over.  So I guess I shouldn't be surprised that she is moving in on him when I'm not really paying attention.  Hooker.  

I hope he remembers us little people

Mark is famous.  He was on tv last night.  Don't believe me?  Check this out.  He's on the orange scoot and the really cute guy wearing the Moto Strada shirt and name tag that reads 'Mark'...don't worry...if you really want an autograph...I'll get you one.

I hope the paparazzi doesn't know where I work...my hair is a mess!

I'll never figure this out

Bags are so fascinating to cats.  Why?  I mean really...why?  Think about it...you own a cat?  Tell me this...does your cat get in bags...the minute you put them on the floor?  Yup...I figured as much.  I'm happy to know I'm not alone.  Thanks.

Consoling the ladies

When Frankie died he left alot of kitties heartbroken (me too).  In particular there is a little kitty in MI who I think is really missing him.  I think Diesel has been wishing he could reach out to her and help ease her pain.  He's been learning how to text...just like Frankie did.  It's been a long road, but I think he's finally got it.

He told me to let that heartbroken kitty know...he'll be hittin' you up with a text real soon.  (meow)

Tax time Timbre

Her face says it all.  Tax time is exhausting.  Thankfully, I had Timbre by my side helping me every step of the way.  (well when she was awake anyway)

CB in a tree

What can I say?  We didn't name her CB (Crazy Beeotch) for nothing.  This perch is easily 20 ft from the ground.  Nuts...the girl is nuts.  That's why I love her so much.

Basket BINGO...I mean BILLGO

Billy loves his baskets...I mean...he really loves them.  (he loves bags and boxes too...must be his love of the letter B)