Country Living Fair - Ohio

Well she's back home after her adventure in Columbus, Ohio.  Good thing too as I would hate to have gotten to the point of admitting I missed her.  It was close, but no, I survived and only slightly missed her.


{a few of the tattered cat pillows}

{Ephemera from Jenni Bowlin's space.}
So I sorta maybe missed her.

{Not sure who this was....she was running by to get back to her space as the gates had opened and it was a stampede....really? I think this story is embellished just a bit.....}

Just a little bit.

{Primitive Beginnings....she thinks this was the name....}

Oh all right.  I missed her.  There I said it.  

{Katy of Primitive Beginnings}

I did miss her as Dad severely limits my adventures and snacks. Something to do with maintaining his life expectancy  I told him to ignore whatever instructions she left. She really is harmless. But he wouldn't listen.

{KD Vintage - her  wonderfully nice neighbor.}

{Kim's Brocante, her other wonderfully nice and helpful neighbor}

All I do know is that she did not bring me back any special Ohio catnip.  Seriously?!

{Jenni Bowlin}

Instead she brought back some pictures of the fair.  

{Stash - certainly a favorite}
And even then she only took a few pictures.  
Told me that she couldn't get any until Sunday, shortly before they opened.  

{Urban Farmhouse WAS packed full, but this is the last day so......}
Pictures from the last day of the fair.  Sunday.

{Above 3 - Summerthyme Chic Boutique}

Pictures. From. THE, LAST. DAY?!?!

(Jenni Bowlin and her significant other!}

{cute dolls made by a neighbor in back.}

{the tattered cat's space...}
Sure hope you enjoy these pictures. Purrsonally, I think she better raise the bar for the Atlanta show - more photos and premium catnip!

 Meanwhile? I'm going to go out and get my own catnip.  Hmpfh. Pictures! For a cat??? Really?!?


Purrty Time in RomeoLand!

Oh my gosh, I'm so excited I think my whiskers may curl!

It's that time of year again when I send her off to hustle up some cat-snack money!  And while she is away.....yep, you guessed it - I PARTY!  Call in the dancing cats, open up the cans of kipper, tuna and salmon!!!!

I checked the trailer to ensure it was loaded fully and properly.  It also provided confirmation that it was really going to happen.  I mean one can never be too sure.  Imagine the embarrassment if I scheduled the dancing cat girls and had the invites sent out to all my furred buddies and she didn't go?!?!  Now that would be enough to wilt the whiskers so much that I would probably trip over them.  Thank goodness that is not the case.  It's a go!  And I'm so happy I had to roll in the dirt - I could hardly contain myself!

Soon, very soon she will be in Ohio at the Country Living Fair and I will be following in the pawsteps of Morris, Tom the Barcardi cat, Fuzzy, Bill The Cat, and those infamous cats with thumbs!  Meeeeeoooooowwwww..... oops, I think a whisker just fell off from the excitement.  Ah well it'll grow back.  Right? It will won't it?!

If you are planning on going to the show, be sure and stop by to let me know you were there!  And you might do me a favor and check to make sure she is doing her job properly, okay? I mean c'mon now this is pretty important, cat snacks don't just fall out of the sky.  So we must make sure she does the job properly.  If not....well I might be forced to re-train her.  You just let me know.  It'll be just between us - she doesn't need to know my sources ;)

And for the record....I really will miss her while she's gone!  But sometimes even a Romeo has to have some fun!  Being the protective one that she is, I would never be allowed to indulge in such gastronomical delights.  However, this will be a different story since Dad is being left in charge.  You see he is hoping that in allowing me to eat all these delicacies he will spoil me, thinking that I might decide to love him more than her.

 She isn't even going to try and dissuade him from allowing the food party and festivities.


Who do you think is going to be changing the litterboxes while she's gone?  Yep. Dad will! MOL