This years addition to my parent menagerie...actually it is only Fred because Fanny was hiding behind Flo. I believe Freddy, Fanny and Flo are Texel, which is a relatively new breed to New Zealand and actually part of the yarn mix in my most recent project that I haven't shared with you yet....
Hmmm....aren't I the cutest thing since lamb chop
Oh Finlay what big ears you have!
All the better to hear you with!
Oh Finlay, what big eyes you have!
All the better to see you with!
Oh Finlay what crooked teeth and bad breath you have!
All the better to be terrified of you because!
News from downunder about a new arrival at my parents place...
"We were driving down the drive from work at lunchtime and Dad looked over at the sheep and said - there's a lamb in the paddock! Sure enough Camilla (who jumped 2 fences at Nevilles and secreted herself amidst about 20 rams and put her head down to be invisible) had a lamb. According to Neville she had a 10% chance of getting in lamb. Hmmmm! she was either g*ng r*ped or she had a fabulous time - but we have a 'little girl' which for us is unusual, we always seem to get rams - she is really bonny and seems to be coping with the intense cold and frosts OK. Dad and I were seen in our old clothes shortly after this discovery with Camilla upside down having all her private parts clipped and tidied up so the lamb could find the necessary and without getting muddy, wet or worse. So, fun down on the farm.........where she hid 'it'? under her rather large fleece I guess."
Her name is Candy...
Mowgli: What happened? We used to be the cutest things since sliced bread?
Jester: Mom?
Mowgli: She used to beg us to pose for her...
Jester: Mom?
Mowgli: WE used to appear in her posts...
Jester: Mom?
Mowgli: This USED to be a knitting blog...
Jester: Mom?
Mowgli: We've been replaced in the cuteness category...
Jester: Mom?
Mowgli: Just call this blog Mushy babies dot com already.
Thank you for the advice Jester...if my tail were longer I would wrap it three times around my body. however I have more important things to do like preventing my meowmys knitting from floating up into the ether...
It was completely unfair of her to mention that my girth may be what prevents me from wrapping my tail more than once around my body. My girth also has nothing to do with her losing balls of yarn...she just has a tendency to leave them in the exact place I intend to sleep...which is entirely her fault.
Loving hisses and swats....George
Jester would like to interrupt this blog for a lesson in tail management. He has heard through the grapevine that his cousin George who is much bigger than he and would no doubt beat him to an apricot creamy pulp if given the chance, needs some lessons in tail management. A tail is an elegant accessory that not only adds beauty to ones pose but can also be used for balance and for keeping toes warm. It should be treated with respect and care, not randomly bent in odd directions, purposefully placed under the feet on unsuspecting humans or otherwise mistreated. If one has trouble containing ones tail, one can simply tuck it behind ones paws as Jester is demonstrating, keeping it out of danger...
.....In other news....this may seem like deja vu but it is in fact the second sleeve of Lacey bell.
Last night as I lay on my bed reading (yesterday was such a long and exhausting day I could do nothing else) I realised that I was missing Mowgli-Puddlepaws and Jester-Jellybelly. They had been curled up next to me, but must have gone into the back yard when we removed the air conditioning units from the windows. I went to the back door and called, and called. A few minutes later I saw a thin white streak race across the yard out of the bushes (JJB) and then a black streak (MPP) and then a white streak ... wait a minute I only have 1 white cat? What was more the white streak stopped and was decidedly fluffy. I called again and no one moved so I walked out into the yard and found...
The third amigo was Pepe Le Pew. Mowgi was so excited, he'd found a new friend who was even more fun to play with than the Jellybelly. He scooted, he piroetted, he hissed, he shook his big fluffy tail...happy, happy, joy, joy. Mowgli was not interested to coming in, no he had no interest in his meowmy at all. I had to go get my laser pointer and after about 5 mosquito bitten minutes Mowgli paused to chase the red dot across the deck and I got him far enough away from his new friend that I could sit on BK2 (Bad Kitten #2). Jester promptly came in as he had not interest in being out there alone without Mowgli.
'Eensy-weensy-spider climbed up the spout,
Down came the rain and washed poor Eensy out,
Out came the sunshine and dried up all the rain,
But Eensy-weensy spider got eaten by a hungry Mowgli instead'
There is a debate in this multinational household whether it is eensy-weensy spider or itsy-bitsy spider ... any opinions out there in the blogsphere....
Mowgli-Puddlepaws: "Oh my you'll never guess..."
Jester-Jellybelly-Twinkletoes: sniff sniff "was that you Mowgli?"
Mowgli-Puddlepaws: "No listen silly..."
Jester-Jellybelly-Twinkletoes: "I'm not silly"
Mowgli-Puddlepaws: "No, no guess what Meowmy has done!"
Jester-Jellybelly-Twinkletoes: "Brought me a new scratching post"
Mowgli-Puddlepaws: "No"
Jester-Jellybelly-Twinkletoes: "Magically caused some new fur schmousies to appear"
Mowgli-Puddlepaws: "No it's about her knitting"
Jester-Jellybelly-Twinkletoes: "She realised I was the one who chewed her Addi Turbos?"
Mowgli-Puddlepaws: "No, no, no"
Jester-Jellybelly-Twinkletoes: "What then?"
Mowgli-Puddlepaws: "She ran out of Jaeger luxury tweed on the last sleeve cap of Preppy"
Jester-Jellybelly-Twinkletoes: "yawn...that looks comfy shall we sit on it?"
Mowgli-Puddlepaws: "I wonder if Elisha will remember to bring the 1/2 ball she has to knitting tonight?"
