You probably don’t realize how significant today’s selfie is. That’s because you don’t realize that the rock I’ve got my paws on is Mr. M’s grave stone… it even sort of looks like him. I spend time there whenever possible. I overheard the chef say, “I think she is having a hell of a time with M and Halo being gone.” What’s wrong with missing a beloved brofur and wanting to be near him?
As per Katsu, he’s slowly but surely learning to pose for the camera…. today, required a little something to focus on:
As a special treat, this is the nest some new birds are building in the gardenia bush… I’m not purrcisely sure what sort of birds they are, purrhaps sparrows…. last year we hardly saw any birds due to the awful poison-spraying to kill mosquitoes… As M always said, ‘the fools killed a lot more than those zika-carrying mosquitoes!’ This year is different – I’ve seen more birds and insects today than I did all of last year. Mrs. Dove (whose nest is in Sheriff Shrub’s ear) has already hatched 2 babies and is teaching them how to eat ‘big bird’ food! Purrhaps it’s just me, but I can’t help wondering if M has had a paw in all of this…. I know he was a powerful purr therapist, who could do just about anything, except cure his own cancer…. It’s quite a coincidence that things began to come back to our garden after that cancer finally got him.
Saphera is still playing tail-wag with Katsu (but not me!) and I’m peeved that she claims I weigh to much…. Pardon me, but I am NOT the one the vet has on a diet! Due to her insult, her selfie is last in line.
This post is purrticipating in The Cat on My Head’s Sunday Selfies Blog Hop – to see what some of our furiends are doing this weekend please, click here