Ornery's Cantankerous

Ornery has been living up to her name lately. Enough to drive me to something I never dreamed I would do: sending her outside to play. Normally, I don't approve of allowing pets to roam freely outside off leash. They could get hit by a car and be maimed or killed. Not an acceptable option. Unless you've lived with Ornery Matisse. She's a mover and a shaker, let me tell ya! Just look at what happened when I let her outside:



Of course, all that time outside led to some serious separation anxiety on Twinkie's part. She whined and paced from the door to me the ENTIRE time Ornery was outside. Once Ornery came in, it was time for cuddles!

And finally, a nap in my crochet basket, which, by the way, isn't allowed!

Patience

Patience has been feeling a bit neglected lately, so I decided it was time to dedicate a post to her. She just doesn't get into the mischief the others do, and so she gets overlooked. Good thing she doesn't have an eternal soul, huh?


Then again, maybe she's not quite so angelic after all. I brought in the final harvest of zucchini and summer squash, put them on the counter, and went to the bathroom to wash up. When I returned, this is the sight that greeted me. If you look closely, you can see Patience in front of the microwave on the far right. Note that cats are never, ever, EVER allowed on kitchen counters or the table!!! (I snapped the shot, and then went in swinging with newspaper!)


While I'm at it, I might as well add a few of her "baby pictures." These were taken with my cell phone, and so the quality is questionable, but they are the only pics I have, and since I hand raised her from three days old, she's pretty special!


You'd think she was in danger of suffocation, but she would root herself into position after LeeRoy was already settled in for a good nap. He was NOT thrilled about it, but he tolerated her.




Wayne worked nights when she was a kitten, and it wasn't uncommon for me to come home and find them like this: