Friday, February 6, 2009

Friday Frootbats

Pierro:
Hey kitties guess what it was freezing cold for a few days and mom and dad cranked up the heet because they like to be warmer They should just lay around like me and Prinnie


have a frooty Friday and a snappy week-end
headbonkies

ps: mommies sewing machine

several friends mentioned that mom's machine looked cool.
well, this is gramma's machine. she gave it to mommie about 20 years ago.
It is a Singer 316G made in Heidelburg Germany in the early 1950's It is considered antique.
Mom loves this machine. It is completely mechanical so she can maintain it her self.
Mom thinks one day she would like to buy a simple inexpensive serger.

Princess: pps: we are so sorry we have had a lot of problems commenting. we have been reading your bloggies, we just have not had any time to click and comment. Our deepest apologies. All of you are so adorable and wonderful. we will try to really visit this week-end
Let us be grateful
to people who make us happy,
they are the charming gardeners
who make our souls blossom.

~Marcel Proust

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Whitecat Wednesday


Princess:
This lovely photo was taken of me, my adorable curly shape, on Monday when it was sunny. Today we have some clouds and it is hard to chase after the sunny patches
Stay warm pussykitties!

~~purrrs

Patience:
A minor form of despair disguised as a virtue.

~Ambrose Bierce

Monday, February 2, 2009

MANCAT Monday

Pierro:

I helped mom with the chair recovering

and yesterday mom went
to gramma and grampa (her mom and dad) and made the 4 chairs look like brand new

here is the two pieces she took home to use as patterns for the rest of the chairs
She could not have done such a good job with out my help I know it

Mom says I am a very good mancat She adores me!
She has not heard from Dimitri the breeder friend she hopes he is well and happy
and wishes like crazy he would email her
Mom says he did a perfect job raising me into a gentle love tiger in my kittenhood
headbonkies for a happy day
Knowledge comes,
but wisdom lingers.

Alfred Lord Tennyson