Stella and I are waging war on one another. She is determined to eat and lay in my palm plants. I am determined that she's not doing it. I think she's winning.
Stella stayed up all night the past two nights and caught one mouse each night for her efforts. All that late night partying has tuckered her out - she's slept all day! She won't budge even when I poke her.
Ted just went out to mow, and Stella stood at the sliding door and cried for him.This cat is in love with him. Now she's sitting at the sliding door, watching him mow...after she got his sock from somewhere and brought it to the door.
I don't care what he says - Stella is most definitely Ted's cat, and Ted is most definitely Stella's person!
It's always been a running joke that I had a black thumb. I loved planting things and having flowers, but Gramma always came up weekly and reminded me which ones to water and fertilize. She sometimes just did it all herself. Most of my plants died every summer, and only a pothos lived inside (I … Continue reading Thank you, Gramma!
Friday AKA Stella, 10 months old
Friday is a terror. I know she doesn't look like it, but she IS. See that toy under her? We have to hide it at night or else she runs all over the house with it, dragging it from one room to another, over and over and over. She thumps up and down the stairs … Continue reading Friday
Everyone is napping. These two are keeping me super warm!
"I tink dat bug is hiding in dis lamp! Ima gitcha dis time, bug!!!" Friday (again) did NOT get the stinkbug. I'm actually not sure if there even was a stinkbug this time (I didn't see one if there was), but she was convinced and stayed right on top of the piano, staring at that … Continue reading Friday vs The Stinkbug – Round 2