Where's The Cat Nip?
Summer is a slower paced time for me. I have to admit, I have been busier than usual chasing the occasional bird or rabbit. Now that Miss M.'s car, "Lady Bug" is back, I have my favorite perch to watch the world go by.
Miss M. has been busy teaching "Kids in the Kitchen" Cooking Camps all summer. I have to say, this has displeased me terribly, because I am often attacked by groups of children while I am napping out the porch. Their constant petting and attention has interrupted my mid morning naps. I do my best, though, to look darling and pretty.
One of the nice perks of summer is that Miss M. has started an herb garden. She has been taking herb classes and spends more time outside with me in the evenings. Rosemary is for remembrance, she tells me and she has enjoyed her large pineapple sage bushes. The lavender has been growing well and has shown up in many dishes including lavender scones. My question I would like to pose to her is "Where's the Cat Nip?" Is it too much to ask to be remembered when selecting herbs? Have I not been a constant companion while she tends her garden? Have I not stayed by her side as she has spent hours weeding?
I have tried to drop the hint- rolling on the walk ways, pulling my body through the herb garden and playing with the herbs. Imagine how much more thrilling it would be if it were cat nip!
I have shown my displeasure in her herb selection by retaliating. She is known to go out on the porch each morning and throw fresh bread crumbs to the Cardinal, so I have decided to lay flattened out and cover the bread crumbs with my body, thus preventing him and his mate from feeding. When I get tired of that, I lay under the BBQ grill and hide, waiting to pounce on the Blue Jay that is so large, he looks as though he could easily carry me off. So far, my plan has been thwarted at every turn.
When I really can't take being overlooked any longer, I run up and down the Curly Willow tree and show Miss M. that I too can look adorable perched high up in a tree.I run back and forth in our little fenced yard, up and down the tree, my hair spiked on my back, my ears flattened to show my disdain. Her fascination with her birds has pushed me over the edge!
So, I appeal to my audience and ask you to add some cat nip to your cat's herb garden. It could make all the difference in whether your feline's summer is just slow or beyond thrilling!
Lily, The Porch Kitty
Miss M. has been busy teaching "Kids in the Kitchen" Cooking Camps all summer. I have to say, this has displeased me terribly, because I am often attacked by groups of children while I am napping out the porch. Their constant petting and attention has interrupted my mid morning naps. I do my best, though, to look darling and pretty.
One of the nice perks of summer is that Miss M. has started an herb garden. She has been taking herb classes and spends more time outside with me in the evenings. Rosemary is for remembrance, she tells me and she has enjoyed her large pineapple sage bushes. The lavender has been growing well and has shown up in many dishes including lavender scones. My question I would like to pose to her is "Where's the Cat Nip?" Is it too much to ask to be remembered when selecting herbs? Have I not been a constant companion while she tends her garden? Have I not stayed by her side as she has spent hours weeding?
I have tried to drop the hint- rolling on the walk ways, pulling my body through the herb garden and playing with the herbs. Imagine how much more thrilling it would be if it were cat nip!
I have shown my displeasure in her herb selection by retaliating. She is known to go out on the porch each morning and throw fresh bread crumbs to the Cardinal, so I have decided to lay flattened out and cover the bread crumbs with my body, thus preventing him and his mate from feeding. When I get tired of that, I lay under the BBQ grill and hide, waiting to pounce on the Blue Jay that is so large, he looks as though he could easily carry me off. So far, my plan has been thwarted at every turn.
When I really can't take being overlooked any longer, I run up and down the Curly Willow tree and show Miss M. that I too can look adorable perched high up in a tree.I run back and forth in our little fenced yard, up and down the tree, my hair spiked on my back, my ears flattened to show my disdain. Her fascination with her birds has pushed me over the edge!
So, I appeal to my audience and ask you to add some cat nip to your cat's herb garden. It could make all the difference in whether your feline's summer is just slow or beyond thrilling!
Lily, The Porch Kitty
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