Wishful Thinking

Good Morning All!

It has finally cooled down here in Hoosier Land!  In fact, when hubby left this morning for work, it was downright chilly!  I may get to open the windows today - YAY!

I want to share with you some photos of a couple of our kitties.  I've added a couple of Kim Klassen's textures, just to play around with them a little.

This is James T. Kirk, alias KIRK, NO! NO!  He had two brothers, also black, who were named Scotty and McCoy (Coy-Coy).  Do you see a Star Trek theme going on here?  Actually, when the sun hits their coats, their coloring is more of a sable than pure black.  Both Scotty and Coy-Coy #1 have gone on to kitty heaven, so Kirk has been trying to get into enough trouble for all three of them!  Thus far, he has exceeded anyone's expectations! LOL!

The little chair was made by my hubby for our great-niece, Avigale when she was about a year old.  She was so advanced for her years, and was walking and talking before she was that age.  She spoke full sentences in adult language - no baby talk for her!  These photos were taken Christmas 2003 when she was 13 months.  You can see the soles of her shoes are worn from walking! 

 She loved her little Princess Book!  She knew how to turn it on, and when she was done playing with it, she would switch it off.  You only had to show her once!  Smart girl!

Isn't she a doll baby?!  I understand the sentiment Mom used to have a long time ago, "I wish you kids could stay little forever!" Avi was such a sweetie!  She's still a sweetie, but it's just not the same!  She's almost 9 and knows it all now.  Who knows, maybe she does! LOL!

Back to Kirk...he longs to be outside again.  There are times when he will bounce from window to window, just to get a better look at a bird, a squirrel, or another cat that has invaded his territory!  He'll bound up the basement stairs, hitting their little door with such force you'd think the house was coming down around you!  He then makes a bee-line for whichever window he thinks will give him the best view. 

Then we have Boots, our gentle giant.  He weighs about 25 pounds now.  He was such a little bitty thing when he showed up here!  He was instantly Daddy's boy.  He was about a year old here, maybe a little less. He's spotted a squirrel in this photo.

A little more attentive, also wishing for the outdoors again.

And here's a portrait of his sweet little face.  Looks satisfied with himself, doesn't he?

Till next time, take care and God Bless!

XoXoXo