Showing posts with label Goofy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Goofy. Show all posts

Monday, March 4, 2013

Frosted trees n' Such




 Am I the only one who thinks of a frosting on a cupcake when I see this picture?











Now this is a rare tree; probably one of the only Crab-and Snowapple trees in Kansas.   ;)


The birds have been munchin' away . . . .






Another Snowapple tree?
No, actually these are Snow Squirrels, they are only seen when there's inches upon inches of heavy snow. They often get mistaken for snowballs though, so they tend to stick to the trees.

 



   * Snow is a lovely thing, is it not?  *




~Jenny



For those of you still wondering abou the Snowapple trees and Snow Squirrels, yes I pulled your leg on that one. ;)

Tuesday, January 22, 2013

Cats on Camera


This is sort of a sidetrack on my blog . . . but these critters are too much fun.


Kitties are quite curious. 


Though, perhaps that's an understatement . . .


 My grandparents cats, all four of them, are as follows:
 Pretty kitty; the oldest of the four




Casanova, the youngest, friendliest . . . and also the one mostly likely to bounce off the walls and chase little red lights racing around on the carpet.

What does the name "Casanova" mean? 
Most likely "Lover of rugs"  ;)


Pinta, the pretty calico,



And Tito, who is master of the house, due to his size. (Although quite a lot of that is fur.) 
What's he watching?


Why, the other kitties playing. =)









This guy likes to race himself to the top of the " cat tree" risking all life and limb and also giving the impression that that someone just fell down the stairs. (I tried to catch him in the act of this great feline feat, but I barely saw him zip up there myself, to say nothing for my camera...)










It's fun to use flash on kitties . . . and see what color their eyes turn!





Course, they catch on after a while  . . .  : /


 Yep, when I get a house of my own I'll have to populate it with a cat or two (or three...)


Although . . .  my mother and sister have told me grimly that if I do . . . they'll never come visit me.



Decisions, decisions . . .



~Jenny