Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!!

Yeah, we know, Christmas is (long) over and that song

'Let it Snow' should be back in the record box and in the closet

BUT

we still like to sing it as we romp and play in the snow!!

 Look at my loooooonnnng shadow!! I'm a big dog in the Winter!!

 Ellwood has been putting his whole head in the snow again.

Me, I just kinda poke my nose all over and snow falls on me cuz I'm small.

 And we both love to run in the snow...

 All while Chouchou and Elioth do what they do best...

.NOTHING.

duh!

HOLIDAY AUCTION? WHERE? WHERE?

 WHAT?? Did you say there's a holiday auction going on? 

And that all the proceeds go to helping Winnie's kittehs? 

COOOOOLLLL!! 

BUT WHERE IS IT?? 

 We're looking all over for it...

Left and right...

AHHH!! WE FOUND IT!!

www.winnieswishauction.blogspot.com

You have to check this auction out! 

Not only is it for a good cause, 

but there are lots and lots of cool items to bid on 

that would make great Christmas presents 

both for humans and furrends! 

DON'T MISS IT!!

Beautiful Dreamers...

 .....Ppfffftttttt....

(Ginger:) Huh??

 (Ginger:) EEEwwwww.....what's that smell?

 (Elioth:) I don't know what you are talking about Ginger...

I don't smell anything. 

You must have something wrong with your nose, girl.

(Ginger:) Oh NO I DON'T!! 

You just farted. YUCK!!

(Elioth:) Ya right. I never 'fart'...I 'fluff'. 

Dummy. Only dawgs 'fart'. (Duhh!)

Gone, gone, GONE!!

(Ginger:) We know HOW it went, but not WHERE it went.

(Ginger:)We are glad it went, but we aren't sure where it went...
(remember: it is our JOB to know all that goes on around here!)

(Ginger:) I think it went out the big green doors from our garden. 

Ellwood isn't sure, but thinks Mom took it into the house.

(Ginger:) Ah c'mon Dude-wood, it's just our old fur!!
Why do you look so worried?

(Mom:) Hi you two beautiful doggies!! 

Actually, your old fur (about a kilo of it), is sitting in clumps under various trees and shrubs in the garden so the birds can find it and make warm, cozy nests for their eggs!

(Ellwood:) yeah, I knew that!!
(Ginger:) Too cool, Mom!!

Sunday Selfie - Ginger

Whaaaaat??

Yeah, I'm tired and I wanna sleep.

Why? Because yesterday we took a walk with our Irish Terrier friends

Agent, Yorika and Pomery and they are big dogs...

and I am a little dog so I had to run twice, no, THREE times as hard

to keep up with them and we went for a LONG walk.

And I'm still tired.

Never the less, here's my Sunday selfie.

Now, please forgive me, but this girl has to get her beauty rest.

ZZzzzzzzzzzzzz. 

P.S. Happy First Sunday of Spring!!

Woofin' Wednesday

 Grrrr!! I am Ginger...hear me Growl!!! 

Well, I just look mean. 

I'm actually a major tail-waggin' face-lickin' happy-go-lucky dawg!

GrrrrSlurp!

Hullo! I am Ellwood. 

Look at me while you can cuz you never know when I just might disappear!! (Actually, I have no plans to run off right now - I'm way too happy just lounging next to the fire..aaaahhhh!)

Woofy Wednesday - Ginger here!

 Wooo hooo!! I have a new friend!!

 My friend's name is Sandy!

 Sandy Pile!

 I love Sandy Pile soooo much!!

 Sandy, you are so cool!!

 Oh! What's this? 

Is this grass for me, Sandy?

Oh. (cough cough) I think I just took a bite of you, Sandy...(hack hack) Sorry. 

Outside bits and pieces

Since we are EXTREMELY late posting today, we decided to just put up some bits and pieces of outside things. Forgive us for being so late, but we've had visitors AND plumbing problems....NOT a nice combination!! Thankfully, us cats (and dawgz) don't suffer too much when the dishes can't be washed in the kitchen sink, but I think Mom is nearly crazy from it...thankfully, a plumber came today and made a big hole in the wall, found the blocked pipe and replaced it!! Woo hoo! (or so says Mom...we could really care less!)

Can you believe that our sunflowers have grown to 4 meters (approx. 12 ft) high?? The tallest ones are now in bloom (this picture is a few days old).

Me, hanging out in the shade of a squash leave. They make really good parasols!!

Ginger hanging out in the squash patch...no, I was NOT there at the same time.

Ginger, on a walk in the forest.

Ginger and a couple of her new friends.

Ginger is not as big as she thinks she is.

Ellwood and Ginger visiting Barsik's swimming pool.

Wednesdawgs

We think these pictures pretty much sum up our situation.

Tiny's Tuesday

Some of you may have the (mis)impression that I am very cool about this whole new dog situation, but that isn't entirely correct. I am not going to get all hysterical about the new little one, but I made it very clear from the get-go that I will not put up with anything from her. How? Well, when Mom presented Ginger to me I promptly hissed AND wapped her on the nose. She let out a little whine and I walked away. Let us hope that that is the last time I have to show her her place.

I am most senior around here so my word is pretty much law (forget what Lautrec said yesterday...he is full of air). I choose the best places to sit, the best places to sleep, I tell Mom when we need to eat and...

... if need be, I decide if punishment is due - in this case in the form of 10 minutes in the puppy straight-jacket (a.k.a. the carrying bag hanging from any high place). Ginger found herself in the jacket recently - simply for being too rambunctious. Maybe next time she decides to be a puppy, she'll think again and be a kitten. (Though I would probably even wap her if she were a kitten.) (hehehe!)

DaBadCats Speak Out

WARNING: Do NOT be influenced by this picture. This critter; this little squirt, is a downright terror! Believe me, this little goof-ball of a dawg should be locked up behind bars night and day until it is a dog.

What?? Do NOT tell me that you think this gal is cute. No, no, no, no, no!! Don't be a sucker to her terror charms...she is a wild little whirlwind with razor-sharp teeth and a tail that swings back and forth at a billion miles per hour (which she does to hypnotise you and make you hers)...look away - QUICK!!

We, the FELINES (seen here watching from the 'safety' of our perches), don't mind the little girl too much (no, we WILL NEVER cuddle with her and no, we will never stop hissing at her!!), but, we FELINES; are nearly not bothered any more by Ellwood. But I seriously fear that by accepting either of those dawgs in any way it will be a breach of our Kit-o-catic oath. We do hope for peace in the house, but that will ALWAYS have to come on OUR TERMS!

Gin(ger)Fizz

Hi evuhweewon! Yoo met me yestewday...My brover EwwWood intwoduced me. I'm Gingah - dough Mom sayz I'm a ginfizz, but I don't know wat dat is.

I'm a wittle why-uld...I'm ewen not skaiwd to wun in de fowest wifawt a weesh! We went fo a wong wawk in de fowest yestahday and I wawked da hoe time wifout Mom cawweeing me. When we awe home, I wike to bounce awound a wot and since my big brover wikes to pwovoke me, I chase him wif my peewanah teef and I gwab him on his cheeks..ha! Serfs him wite!! Anyway, I wiwwee wike my brover because he is fun and funny and he makes me feew safe when I sweep...

and he ewen lets me sweep in/on his birfday bwanket! He is a gweat brover. I'm so happy he is mine!

P.S. I fowt yoo mite wike to see deez fotos...da fiwst won iz me yestewday and da second won iz EwwWood about 10 monfs ago. (Why duz ow Mom wike to take pictews of us wen we sweep? How embehwassing!)