Sunday, 17 February 2019

Full Steam Ahead!

Hello and welcome to The Sunday Selfies!    

We are joining The Kitties Blue, from The Cat on My Head blog, for the weekly celebration of blogs and bloggers from across the world and across the species.

To join in, get the Linky-Link code from their website– add it to your page– and enjoy the hop!

And now here is my selfie for the week:-

      Mrs H was in a 'dark mood' when it came to processing my selfies film this week, mainly because she achieved new heights in  the photo fails area. So this week I am here in glorious Techni-black-and-white, rather than 'real life' black-and-white.

     Anyways, Mrs H was saying I should demonstrate how I always put my back into everything I do, including breaking the palace cat-flap as I charge bull like through the door when I here the dinner gong sound.

     So here, for all you young bulls is how I approach any obstacle in my way, namely four paws down head curled and bravely charge. Needless to say not even Mrs H's leggings (pictured left) can withstand such a barrage, though one does have to be careful that the said obstacle doesnt move out the way before hand else things can get a tad embarrassing, MOL

     Do feel free to share your methods for tackling obstacles between you and your food, and when things maybe haven't gone as planned . . . 

     To see what our pals are up to this week, please go to the Kitties Blue site, or if available, click the links below, and Enjoy the Hop!

Thursday, 14 February 2019

A Valentine for Val

Hi, as this is Valentines Day, and Valentine (of Noir Kitty Mews) and I are bestest pals and in romantic entanglements, which has nothing to do with the balls of wool Mrs H keeps leaving here there and everywhere, I am joining Brian's Thankful Thursday blog hop to celebrate how wonderful it is to have a boyfriend such as he. Ahh, if only he could move here . . .

Here is my message to my sweetheart:

To my dearest Valentine

Our love is like a rose so, so sweet,
and though ne'er shall our noses meet,
thy sweet musk effuses each picture you send
and, yes, drives me passionately round the bend.

So as a new year passes and this day dawns,
I do profess that I now don't mourn
as each year day and minute we spend together
outshines the very worst of years past weather,
and erases pain of my years alone on the street–
fearing each and all I would meet.

Each future moment is now special with you by my side
be it a photo, or the fur in my locket–safely tied.
Or the blanket–your gift infused with thy distant kisses–
that brings me thy love and dearest wishes
when on my side my dreams it embraces
and makes whiskers twitch as my heart, it races.

So, my love–my prince–my knight in black fur,
my heart beats with hope and my lips they do purr,
that from across the waves thy will come,
to whisk me away to some tropical fun.
Or maybe we'll just sit by my fire–
sharing our tales until we do tire.

But even if my dreams come to nothing,
there is a place by my fire and two bowls for the filling.
Just knock on my door, and let yourself in
so we'll be together, and an adventure begin.

To the darling love of my life, come to me when you can,
be it in mind, body, or soul; for love has no boundaries except those we choose.

Your forever Tuxie Princess



I wish all my pals a Happy Valentine's Day!

May your hearts always overflow with the love of our fellow friends and neighbours, as that is truly what makes the world go around. . . .  Personally I think the world is flat–saucer shaped, and full of cream . . . but that's an adventure for another day. MOL

PS. Valentine is spoken for, and whilst the day is named after him he is not available for appearances . . .  unless by prior arrangement with cash up front, though white mice preferred. All major credit cards accepted; cheques must be made payable to Erin and Val's honeymoon and holiday getaway fund.