Mom and Dad's vacation

Mom and Dad took a little beach vacation last Thursday to Monday. They went down to Fripp Island, SC with a few friends. The island is really pretty and is also a nature preserve, so there are a bunch of vishus deer (and alligators too). Mom and Dad saw a bunch of deer, but only one young alligator, but they didn't get a picture of him.


Mom and Dad both noticed this little cluster of trees as they drove in. This isn't the best angle to get the look, especially from a moving car, but Mom and Dad both thought these trees looked like a cat. They wanted to try to get a better picture, but there never was a good opportunity.


This is Aunt Tiff feeding one of the vishus deer by hand. She was very brave. This deer also helped himself to some of the carrots in the bag.


The deer are everywhere at Fripp Island (well, except on the beach). Mom and Dad enjoyed seeing them and said they were very pretty, but I'm still keeping my distance, just in case.

Making sure they'll miss us

Mom and Dad are getting ready to go to the beach for a couple of days. They are going back to Fripp Island, where they went last year and saw vicious deer and alligators and a baby sea turtle. (OK, the deer were very nice, and ate out of Aunt Tiff's hands, but you can never been too cautious.)

Since Mom and Dad will be gone, we have made it a point to be extra cute so they will miss us.


Here's Maggie curled up on a reusable grocery bag. She was sliding it around the bedroom like a sled.


Huggy Bear turned the laptop into a cattop.



And I decided to try to get the string hanging off of the leg of Mom's pjs.

Josie decided to play hard-to-get instead. Mom said we didn't have to do anything to make sure they'd miss us, because they always do. But they also said they need to get some sun and sand and salt water so they can be better humans again. So we'll let them go, this time. Hopefully they'll bring us back some shrimp (but not a deer).

Back from vacation

Mom and Dad went on vacation and I didn't even get a chance to invite cats over for a house trashing party (well, let's be honest -- Mom and Dad left in a whirlwind so the house was pretty trashed to begin with). But they are back now. They went to a place called Fripp Island near Hilton Head. It is a populated island, but also a nature preserve so they had deer everywhere, but not the vicious kind. Aunt Tiff actually fed one deer by hand. The deer was named Number 12, which I think is a silly name, but Aunt Tiff was pretty excited either way. Mom and Dad also saw alligators like Daisy is always talking about, and they got to see a baby sea turtle finish its final 20 feet from the nest to the ocean (which doesn't seem like a lot, unless you are a baby sea turtle with baby legs). But they didn't bring us anything back -- no turtles, no non-vicious deer, not even the baby alligator they saw (OK, they can keep the gator). Mom did try to get us some shrimp, but the seafood market she went in stunk like bad seafood and she left quickly and bought some Wendy's instead. But we don't need souvenirs because we got to snuggle all over Mom last night while Dad was at the theatre making sure Cinderella's mic was on at the right times. (I understand there are four white mice at the theatre, so I made need to go investigate.) But I think the best part of getting Mom and Dad back from the beach is smelling all their beach-smelling stuff.

Traitor Tuesday

So the traitors, I mean Mom and Dad, took off to the beach last weekend to "visit old friends" but when they came home there were more pictures of dogs than old friends.


Apparently there was an Annie dog that they took for a walk on the beach. Annie is a former Nashville street dog.


Annie was very sweet, according to Mom, and walked right with Mom. She does have a sweet face.


Then there was Miss Brown, who really resembles a wolf if you ask me, but is mostly German Shepherd. Miss Brown liked Dad because he sneaked and gave her a bite of his muffin food one morning.


And if Miss Brown wasn't big enough, there was Patrick, who is a BIG BOY. But very sweet and friendly.


And this is Pearl. Pearl and Patrick spent most of their time hanging out in the yard and on the screened in front porch. But they still managed to put their stink on Mom and Dad.


Because Dad came home with dog stink on him, I had to "give him the business" and got a little carried away with my back claws and did a number on his hand. Good thing he doesn't need his hands for work. What's that? He does. Oops.


But to prove than Mom and Dad were thinking of us while they were at the beach, they took this picture. It looks like an actual city sign.


And they brought back some seagull pictures, too, for us to get excited about.

Not so easy like Sunday without Mom and Dad

I really tried to keep Mom and Dad from going on vacation, but there was this whole "family" excuse, and something about a "beach" and the promise of a new toy from the store Sweet Praline was talking about.

I had a good plan to keep Mom and Dad here, too. At least, it seemed like a good plan at the time.


I figured I would just sleep on the duffel bag all the time. This way they couldn't pack it. And if they can't pack it, they can't leave. But then things started to backfire.


Dad pulled out another duffel bag from the hidden room we're not allowed to enter. So I changed positions and took up napping on the other duffel bag. Then I started going from bag to bag, and even Josie and Huggy Bear would nap on the bags when I wasn't.

Even with all our combined efforts, Mom and Dad still managed to pack. I'm sure they're having a big time at Ocean Isle Beach in North Carolina. The promise of a nip cigar keeps me happy, and knowing that Aunt Tish is going to check in and give us love and treats (but mostly love).