Showing posts with label Ginger is a gossip. Show all posts
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Tabby Tattletale Tuesday

 We had an interesting weekend.  It was a long one, so mom and dad were at home working on stuff.   I ended up getting some awesome outdoor time.   I know that it won't be very long before the weather starts getting cold and icky, so we're enjoying every bit we can get.
 
Mom fusses over Jonesie's gardening skills, but I'm pretty darn good at it too.  While Madison snoozes in the bushes and Figaro exposes his belly, I actually do a bit of  work.   Today I helped mom pick the first root vegetables of the year!  Where was Jonesie?   Yeah...that's right.  Nowhere to be found.
 Jonesie may have watched over these babies, but now that it's harvest time, I'm all over it.  Yeah mom...pull that one.  Yeah, the tasty looking one.
 
Mom pulled carrots, turnips, parsnips and rutabagas and roasted them along with our homegrown garlic and onion.
 
Good thing she didn't toss in a little ginger!  Ha!
 
And guess what?  Tomorrow is our 4th Blogoversary!  Time flies when your gossiping having fun!

Tabby Tattletale Tuesday

  
 I love my brother Madison.   He's old and he dodders around, but he does alright for being 16.  I hope I'm doing as well as he is when I'm his age. 
 He wandered over to the birdbath water bowl to take a drink.  Why is it that I had no interest in the dish until I saw him drinking out of it.  Age before...uh...whatever...
 Move over dude...
You did not see me push my brother out of the way. Nope.  Not at all.
I actually shared with him.  Really I did.

So...in matters of fun this week...there was a line up at the outdoor food dish.  Cecilia, followed by Figaro followed by Madison.  It turned into a butt sniffing conga line!  Ha!

Tabby Tattletale Tuesday

 We finally got some hot weather!  It was about 90 degrees on Sunday...and you know what that means.  Lots of garden time and grinding dirt in my furs.

 But I wouldn't be me if I didn't have a little dirt to share...if you know what I mean.   See...mom was looking for my brother Madison.  He doesn't go out much and when he does he stays within a couple of feet of our shop.   So when mom didn't see him in his normal spot, she went looking.   But before she saw anything...she heard it.  Snoring!  Coming from the garden bed!   And when she peeked in...there was Madison, sawing major Z's...pink tongue sticking out and everything.  I think mom squeeeeed a little bit.

 She was a little late with the camera so all she got was a picture of a bleary eyed Madison, waking up from his summer nap in the garden


Tabby Tattletale Tuesday



Hey there gossip fans, Ginger here! 

Whoa, it's been a news filled week here at Casa de Ginger Cory.   So Cecilia abandoned us and traded herself up to a house where she doesn't have to deal with us.  Sheesh.  Like we are so bad.  Ok, I admit it, we have never really got along.  She intimidated me.  Yeah I know, I'm like twice her size, but I've kinda been afraid of her.  And the deal with Bennette.  Wow!  Girl wars are something I want nothing to deal with. 

You know how I hate drama.

::rolls eyes::


So I'm spending some quality time rolling in the weed garden.

And my new roommate Madison?  Um, he's been slipping a bit since he's been living the life in the bachelor pad...no girls to keep him in line.

I was afraid to say something...like uh...buddy...did you forget something?


Is that something on your nose?


Not like I would say something to someone and embarrass him.  No way...just between us guys.

Tabby Tattletale Tuesday

 Hey there gossip fans, Ginger here!  Back from my stint as official gossip columnist for Real Housecats of the Blogosphere!

Back on the home front...we got OUTDOOR time this past weekend!!!!  Woo hoo!   It's been months and months of being cooped up and closed up.  Turns out the little evil woofie next door who was cramming himself under the fence moved away.  Good riddance bone breath!!!

We got snoopervised time in our yard and we all were thrilled even if the pawpawrazzi followed our every  move. 


So...not to say anything bad about my brother Figaro...superstar in his own mind...but he had stuff stuck to his rear.  Yes, if you look closely there are leaves there, but those leaves are glued on there with...yeah, you kitties know it.   Ewwwwww!   Mom and dad had to give Mr. Figgy a butt bath!    Hey, as long as it's not me!!!


Jonesie was overjoyed to get back in her garden...but in a little known side of our Miss Jones...she doesn't take any guff from ANYONE.  Not even the mistress of trouble, Bennette.  

Yup, this is what Bennette thinks of that!  

Whoa!

Just remember kitties, you heard it here first!


I'm gonna roll on the deck and get dirt in my furs. 

I deserve it!

Tabby Tattletale Tuesday


Ginger, where have you been?  I've missed you!



Whoa Madison, you won't believe what's been going on behind the scenes at The Real Housecats of the Blogosphere!  I mean, when I signed on to be the gossip columnist, I thought "cool"!!!   But really, what cat would trust me with any good information...everyone knows I'm a tattletale...I can't keep anything to myself.  But then...there are cats there from all around the world...they don't know me.

Hah!

So...anyway, I act all cool and stuff and pretty soon the fur is flying!  Did you know that there is a cat there who calls herself Sphynx Queen!?  Kite is her name...oh I mean "Kee-tay"...::rolls eyes::

Oh and that's not the half of it...seems that our brother Figaro is a bit mesmerized by her.  He seems to want to share his excess fur to keep her warm.

Oh and that's not all...she claims to be from ::cough:: Outer Space!

I have it on good authority...(our sister Bennette) that Kite is really from Las Vegas.  See, Bennette's boyfurriend Sylvester, from the Katnip Lounge, lived at the vet for quite some time waiting for a forever home.  While he waited, he saw lots of cats come and go...and he knows "FOR A FACT" Kite came in to be treated for an "undisclosed illness"...hmmmmm....she apparently had a show at an off the strip casino.


Oh wow Ginger!  Tell me more!!!  This is terribly exciting!



Well, maybe...but you gotta promise not to tell ANYONE!!!!  I've already told you too much.

Uh oh, here comes Figgy...act casual!
  
Huh...did I hear my name?



Tabby Tattletale Tuesday

What a week!  Corywhippersnapper managed to free herself from the house for what seemed like an eternity.  I mean, with all the yowling and carrying on and drama you'd think she was lost in the wilderness for days and days!  I was within a few feet of her and saw the whole thing. 

She was outside for maybe 60 whole seconds.  Maybe 61.  I never would have let anything bad happen to her.  I'm nice that way.

Cory's not savvy like me. 

In other big yard happenings, we had an introoder show up!  He was initially hanging out in the catnip with Bennette, but then mom had to come out and see who was out there.  He/she hid well.  Can you see?  Look close.

Look closer!

Jonesie insists on telling you the rest of the story.  I guess you'll have to wait until Thursday ::rolls eyes::.

Sheesh, just because something new happens in the garden shouldn't mean that Jonesie gets to steal the story.

Mom is complaining that she is swamped with a project and won't be able to help us visit for awhile. She promises to help us post, but we'll mostly be lurking for the next couple of weeks.  I thought I was the only one allowed to complain.

Tabby Tattletale Tuesday- Giveaway!

::strrreeetch::

Hey everyone, now that the focus is off of Cory littlemisswhippersnapperlovescheeseandwhitey, it's back to ME!

We've got a GIVEAWAY today!  Yes indeed, the nice people at CSN Stores have offered ME...Ginger, the opportunity to host a giveaway on my Cory's blog.  It's a good one.  It's a $60 gift certificate (which does not cover any shipping costs), but hey...what a great deal, right?   And all you have to do is leave a comment.

CSN stores have lots of different things to choose from, including cat ladders (we know this because our furriends the Island Cats got their fab ladder there...hint hint mom).  They also have other stuff
 and if you know us...we need extra everything. 

Jonesie has been hogging sleeping on dad's office chair.  She hurty her paw sometime on Sunday morning.  She had a great day in the garden on Saturday, but woke up and was limping on Sunday.  She got hauled off to the emergency vet on Sunday and she is ok, but now she has to stay inside and that means dad is letting her have his chair whenever she wants it.  Clearly we need more chairs!

Anyway, please leave a comment if you want to enter the giveaway.  It's limited to those in the US and Canada, so we apologize for all of our furriends in other countries.  We'll pick the winner and announce on Friday!

Tabby Tattletale Tuesday

Mom and dad got so sappy about a video they took of Ellie and Cory on the first day they arrived in this house back in 2006. They made us suffer through watching again.  I mean Ellie and Cory liked it.  Mom and dad liked it.  You should have heard them fuss. 

It was enough to make me wanna hack up a hairball.  I mean, I didn't even live here yet.  Did they take endless video of me on my first days here?

NO!

The biggest news of the past week is that mom was finding dad's socks on the kitchen counter.  She couldn't figure out why he would leave his socks there.  That was...until she heard the singing.

I actually caught little Cory, all 8 pounds of her, leaping up to the counter with a giant sock in her mouth.  Singing her heart out the whole time.

And did mom get mad?  NO!

She just made more of a fuss over the little whippersnapper.

It's time I came up with a signature move of my own.  But what?  It seems that exposing my belly isn't quite enough to keep me out of trouble.

Tabby Tattletale Tuesday

I've got a confession to make.  It was me.

I was the one who gave Oliver the super secret password to the Society of Feline Gardeners.   Yeah, I know.  I have a reputation as the family gossip.  Jonesie trusted me with the password and until now I have NEVER EVER revealed it.

The little dog is evil.  He manipulated me into giving it to him. 

He looked at me with those eyes.  Yeah I know, I should have been able to resist, but I couldn't.

I know I've seen that look before.  I knew how dangerous it was.  But I couldn't quite place it.  


By the time I recognized it, it was too late...
And the password was his...and then he chased me!