A Few Blasts From the Past

Hola kitties! I thought since Monday's post was so long and wordy, I'd do something simple today so I picked a few fotos; a few blasts from the past. Next month is my 10-year blogoversary after all. I hope you like 'em. TW and Pop have been keeping me laughing lately with their senile banter and petty squabbles. One was particularly funny having to do with Pop knocking stuff outta the pantry and TW misinterpreting exactly what he dropped. I'll leave it to your imaginations.

Both of these moldie oldies were suggested by the Trout Towne Tabbies. They give the best suggestions. Believe it or not, both pics actually appeared on old posts. While not writing in Trout language, I threw in some Sunday words which may or may not be used correctly. I'm a cat. Bear with me.

Foto #2976 from January 2013 was quite a conglomerate of images. There's the flag, the plants, the cat tree, my foam rockets and most importantly ME. We had been playing rockets on this tree which I test drove for a couple of months. I decided it was time to take five and look out the window cos I thought I heard a dirty pigeon calling my name. He took off rather quickly when he saw me looking. You might ax yourself what that red thing bunched into the cubby is. TW had bought me a red and green mat for Christmas which I never used. Couple that with the fact that I never used the cubby and you have the perfect storm. After many years, TW finally put the mat on one of the kitchen chairs and I love it.

Skip ahead to October 2016 and foto #7369 was snapped on Pop's bed with my toys as backdrop. I received some food for review and was trying to open the package myself. Don't you just hate it when your human spends forever taking fotos before the food gets opened? I must confess that ultimately I enjoyed biting on the package more than the food. It was a fail for me but I'm sure the ferals on the street enjoyed it.

So whatchoo up to on this National Creamsicle Day?