Lost Notes

Dear Friend,

This morning I found the note I wrote myself to remind me that I was supposed to be at your house yesterday to look at your yard project. The note was on the floor under my desk. It had two tiny little holes in it and had been slightly masticated. I asked Murphy if he knew how this had happened and all he could say was, “Ich, ich…” I really have no excuses except to blame it on Murphy.  http://cattalesbymurphy.blogspot.com/

Winter Doldrums

Had the Winter doldrums the other day and went exploring shops in Paris. Found a new one … Schemes & Themes at 1042 Mineral Wells. It’s been there a while but it’s tucked away off the main street.

Love this place! Really brightened my day.

What did I like the best????

 










Prom dresses!!!!!!!!!!!!
I know, I know. I’m a little old for the prom, but where were these beautiful dresses in my high school days??? There are also pageant dresses.

A closer look. Yum!

However, I really liked this little fella too.  You know what a sucker I am for animals.  This is "Lover Boy."

Oh! Did I mention the shop is owned by LaDonna Tidwell.   You can visit her website at  http://www.schemesandthemes.com/

Blame It On Murphy The Devil Cat

I'm pretty good on computers.  I can type really good and maneuver my way through the Internet.  And most of the time if I am just using the mouse I can even do it all with this sitting on my arm.

Murphy has a fascination for sitting on my arm while I am on the computer.  This could be for several reasons.

1. He's watching the screen just like me.
2. It's the mouse.  How smart is Murphy? Does he know that we call that thing a mouse?
3. It's the big red roller ball on my mouse.  He has a big red ball of yarn that he likes to play with.
4. Or it's because this is a perfect position for him to get his ears scratched.  Sorry there is no photo of this. I need at least one hand to take the photo.

I say it's number 4 above.  Murphy is very smart.  He knows he can put his butt in my nice comfy lap while he has the front part of his body propped on my desk.  He has to actually lay over my arm for security.  And of course while I am operating the mouse with my right hand ... that leaves the left hand free to scratch his ears.  And that is what Murphy is all about - ear scratching.  (Yes his ears are clean.  We check them all the time.)  Ear scratching must be just the most wonderful thing in the world to all cats.

So what am I blaming on Murphy?  Boo boos and gibberish.  Notice the proximity between Murphy and the "enter" button on the keyboard.  Murphy is notorious for sticking that left paw out and hitting the enter key.  He's also been known to have a cat fit and run across the keyboard causing all sorts of problems.  And occasionally when I have left the computer unattended for a few minutes, I have caught him trying to roll the red ball on the mouse while he is sitting on the keyboard.

So if you see gibberish from me, incomplete posts, or deleted posts ... in all likelihood it was Murphy - the Devil Cat.

Next Blog Button

Did you ever click on the little button toward the top of this page that says, "Next Blog."
I can get lost out there for ever.

Cabin Fever

Someone has cabin fever!!

It snowed here last night.  Murphy's outdoor bachelor pad and litter box

are buried under a couple of inches of snow.

Needless to say, cats and snow don't really go together.  So Murphy has to

resort to other forms of entertainment today.

He doesn't usually sit in this window. Such a thoughtful pose.  I think I know what he wants.

An ear scratch!

This would be a great shot but the light's all wrong.  Ever try to photograph a black cat???

Maybe I can play with it later.

Thanksgiving Photo

I'm crazy about this cat.  He is cantankerous sometimes, he drives me crazy wanting me to scratch his ears, and Lord knows how many times I have stepped on his tail.  But then he lets me take a photo of him like this ...  

and I remember how sweet he really is.

This photo was taken on Thanksgiving morning before our 25 guest showed up.  He stayed under the bed for most of the festivities, only making one mad dash through the living room as he headed out to his bachelor pad for a call of nature.  He was so stealthy about it, I don't think anyone else noticed.

Sweetvalley In The Fall

Went by Sweetvalley the other day.   It was gorgeous!



Sweetvalley is owned by my little brother.  He used to live there all the time but work took him away.  Now he rents it out to folks who like to get away to quiet places with great views and see nature at it's best. 

He always has a flag flying.  And that big white, round rock in the front yard is an old gris mill stone.  It traveled a long way to get here - all the way from Henderson, Tennessee where our grandparents had a farm.  When John was just a little boy, he would stand on this old stone to get on his horse. 

This is an art print I did of the road in front of his house.  I titled it "Lake Cove" which is the name of the road.  I really love it this time of year with all the leaves on the road.  I like to drive through there with the windows down.  There's just something really neat about driving through all those leaves. 

I like this friendly sign over the front door. 

And this gorgeous wreath.

And the decorated mailbox ... which is a dead give-a-way that my sister,

Anne has been over there decorating.

And I really love the kitchen window.  Don't know why I haven't noticed this before.  Couldn't resist creating another art print - "Sweetvalley Window." 

To learn more about Sweetvalley, go to  http://sweetvalleykentuckylake.com/default.aspx