Ginger The Cat

The Air Is Thinner Up Here

I'm on top of the world!  I'm on the tippy-top perch.  My Momma took this with her cell phone camera.  Of course I did really cute stuff a few minutes ago but stopped before Momma could capture a video.

It's Here!!

I am sOOOooo excited!!! The bing-bong today scared me but when I peeked out the window I saw a biiiiig box sitting on the porch. When my Momma and Poppa camed home they dragged it in the house. It was a real trick to get it out of the box because it had lots of big staples holding the box together. They had built the box around the perching tree!! Anyways, my poor Poppa gashed himself but he'll be ok. The tree is all put together and I've been busy sniffing it. I haven't climbed it yet tho'. My Momma tried to take a picture and discovered that the camera doesn't quite work right. She's not happy about that at all since she had planned to take lots of pictures of the grandkid during their trip to Colorado. I hope she gets it fixed.

4th!

Happy 4th of July to all of you!!  I hope it's a fun, safe and family-filled day for y'all.

It was a fantastic one here.  My Mommy bought this today.

What makes it a thing of beauty is look at that last picture.  For me!!!

And now, it's time for me to slink under the bed -- those scary sounds are starting up.

*snore*

Zzzzzz.....

Does This Cat Perch Make My Butt Look Big?

This morning I tried to wake my Mommy at 4:30.  She wasn't very appreciative.  Yesterday she got up early and woke me.  I wish she'd make up her mind -- does she want to sleep her life away?

But now I'm sleepy...and I can't get any peace.  It's also a bit cramped up here.

Get....Yellow....Ball....

In a valiant effort to divert attention from the awful picture my Mommy put up yesterday...

Here's a picture of me playing with my favorite toy!

I am SO going to get this ball one day.

Playing With My Schmousey

I love to play near my Mommy's feet.  Those are the chair feet & not my Mommy's feet in case you didn't know.

My Mommy says I can be too trusting.

But she wouldn't run me over.  Would she?

It Was The Catnip

I knew it!  I knew she'd eventually post one of the undignified pictures of me.

Must...Get...Schmousey!

I tell you, this fuzzy little mouse that the folks brought home from Petco is my bestest friend.  I am so addicted to it.  I think it has crack in it or something.  I know I can't leave it alone and spend many hours playing with this little schmousey.  Just a little while ago I managed to flip it into my daddy's briefcase.  I did that once before and nobody noticed until the next day.  Daddy had my schmousey at work.

Do daddies carry briefs in their briefcase?  Jockey?  Hanes?  BVD?

Predatorially Yours,
Ginger

*stre-e-e-e-tch*

  *curls back into a ball*Zzzzz....
Sleepily Yours,
Ginger