Today seems ta be me own proper day, so I am gettin' ta post! The Big Thing, he isnt green; the other kitties, they arent green; in fact there's not much of the green anywhere in the house. I normally stay in the big TV Room, since the walls are a nice shade of shamrock, if ya know what I mean. I have noticed The Big Thing drinks his beer out of nice green bottles, so he's alright.The day started good. Everyone in the house came and wished me a Happy St. Patrick's Day. The eating kitties got they Fancy Feast Breakfast and I got me usual saucer o' beer. The Big Thing was wearin his one green shirt (and efen green socks - now how many Guy Beins have green socks, I ask you?) and all was well with the world.
After breakfast the other kitties went to sit in the sun. I avoid that being of fair complexion and all, but they like it.
After a while, Ayla asked Skeeter when the door gets opened. Being that she has just recently been allowed ta go outside with Skeeter and LC on a regular basis, she is anxious to do so each nice day. She was a touch disappointed when Skeeter (seems like a nice Irish nickname, but the poor lad is ORANGE) told her there is no particular time so "it just happens O'Cassionally" (pardon the pun).
Well about that time, The Big Thing noticed they were all near the door and decided ta take some nice pictures (fer postcards perhaps?). He doesn't often find them all together, and even then had trouble getting them all in the same picture.
So he had this bright idea ta open the door "just a crack". That usually gets them crowding around. The poor lad, he no sooner opens it just a little when Ayla twists her head a bit an squeezes right through!
I mean, in one way, she is a whole 9 months old today and not a tiny kitten anymore, but in the other way she is still ONLY 9 months old and she is a slender lass indeed! Skeeter and LC just stared at each other saying "how did she DO that". I was laughing; "good for the clever little lass"! I like a clever lass...
Well, given that Ayla was out (of the picture, so ta say), he opened the door and they all went out. He took more pictures.
I reviewed them later in the afternoon. Pretty good fer freehand camera-holding, I must say (those are often blurry for the poor boy). I attribute it to The Day, and that he was blessed by The Saint hisself.
Skeeter, who almost nefer goes out in the daylight (wise old kitty, he) went right out and immediately saw a squirrel ta chase. The squirrel bein too fast fer his old feet, he came back up on the deck and smelled the nice flowers growin there.
Ayla followed him back on the deck. She loves that boy (as a Big Brother). She checked out the flowers too.
Then they all came back inside. Ya won't believe what they found. Now ya got ta be understanding that Skeeter and LC have lived most of their lives with The Big Thing getting kibble available during the day and some Stinky Goodness fer dinner. A while ago, they started getting Fancy Feast fer Breakfast "sometimes", and since Ayla arrived, "every day". Well, today they got Fancy Feast fer "lunch" too!
LC was happy cause she was late fer breakfast and Ayla had eaten her portion. Skeeter was happy, cause he just enjoys eatin good-smelly stuff. Ayla was happy cause she is jus always hungry!
The Big Thing was happy cause he needed to go do some work outside and needed to have the gate in the fence open while he did it.
All in all, a pretty good St. Patrick's Day fer all concerned! May the wind always be at your back...
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