The air is getting cooler and it made me think of those warm summer days back at the Ham Lake Campground.
I'm not prone to having such fond memories, mainly I focus on attacking my Yellow Mouse, napping and eating.
But it was special there. One of my favorite things was the little garden that my personal assistant (the Queen) created with her plantings.
The afternoons were the best! That was Harness Hour, kind of like a Happy Hour for us cats.We were free of the restrictions of the tent and could pretend we were running free. Sometimes I escape and do run free for about an hour or so. The Queen and Left Brain get so upset and I don't know why. I know right where I am and always come back...what's the big deal?
It felt so good to roll in the bark, even though the Queen grumbled about having to brush me again when I was done. What's wrong with that? I LOVE being brushed.
|Working on my tan here - my belly is so white!|
George and Lucky had kind of a long distance bromance going on. Lucky would come over to visit, but never quite get into George's reach. I think that's why they called him Lucky, cause George probably would have scratched his eyes out.
|It's really hard to look like a rough and tough cat wearing that bandanna.|
Anyway...it was a magical time being outside in the sun and wind.
All that fresh air really tires a girl out. I usually had to take a nap in my box when I was back inside the RV to recover. It's a rough life but somebody's gotta do it.
Long Live the Queen of Cats