Friday, March 16, 2007



And then there is our silly cat, Whiskers, who bless his little heart can't catch anything. He really, really tries but he just can't catch a thing.

Here he is sitting up on top of a pole, under the martin house, probably 15 - 20 feet in the air thinking he is fooling the birds.

But, there was no one home.
so, he finally just gave up and came down.

He is such a pretty kitty though.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

lol

ya gotta love the vermin.

My cats are wonderful sources of endless entertainment. But, not the sharpest knives in the drawer.

I am sure they say the same of me over the catdish from time to time.

After all, you don't see them cleaning MY toilet.