Showing posts with label Figaro is a good hunter. Show all posts
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Tuxie Tuesday


Mom and dad got me some cool "new to me" furniture from a neighborhood garage sale.  Yeah, it's all mine.


I've not let anyone else sit on MY chair. 


 It's purrfect for those days where I've been "working" so hard in the garden...helping Jonesie as much as I can. 


Ok, so I'm not much help with the plants, but you know what?  I help dad hunt moles!  Those beasts make dirt hills EVERYWHERE!   And of course in the course of doing my duty...my paws get a wee bit messy.


All in a days work.

Tuxie Tuesday

I have a confession to make. 

I killed a birdie.

Mom saw me from the window, flinging myself through the air and having a great time.  She thought I was chasing butterflies unsuccessfully.  But no.  When she came out, I had the birdie.

Mom was not too pleased but since I had already...uh...you know...she let me eat it.

Since mom was a bit disgusted with me, I did my best to be on my best and most handsome behavior the rest of the day.

I even exposed my belly.

I think I am forgiven.