Tyger Tuesday

At times, it can be nice to lay curled in my fleecey basket beneath the window sill and bask in the warm spring sunshine tickling my stripes.

Every cat needs time to rest his brain. Even I can't plot world domination all the time.

But a cat can't slumber all the time, especially if he hopes to one day gain control of the kibble bag, and, eventually, the world. In the early part of my day, when I have the house to myself (aside from the canines, but they can be easily dealt with), I use this time to catch up on the mousie who nests in the computer screen. Also, I like to update my blog (did you think Susie was the brains behind this operation?) and peruse the interwebz.

Excuse the unflattering angle, this pic was from my, er, fluffy days, and I am now much fitter and trim.

Most days, if the weather's right, I'll await Erin's return from school in my personal wildlife viewing area, or, as the people call it, the Sun Room. 

What do you mean, this is your spot?

Sometime, I get so lonely, I have to resort to brushing myself. As any self-respecting cat knows, this is difficult to admit. Some of you may be thinking, "How could he brush himself, that is clearly a task for his person! Next thing you know, he'll be changing his own litterbox!" But what do you other cats do when there's no people around, and you have an itch that can only be scratched by the sweet caress of a brush? Here's what I do:

That's the spot

When she finally has returned, after I eat my kibbles and take another quick nap, it's time to hit the trails!

First, we must travel through the woods...

Across the powerlines...

Over fallen trees...

Yes, it is a trecherous journey, but the rugged hike is worth all the panting and the taunting squirrels once we reach our destination...

The River Bluffs!

After reaching our destination, I like to settle in for a little loafing, watching the shore line for any sign of the elusive fishies. Now, who wants to give me a ride back to the car? I'm beat.

Happy Tyger Tuesday, the first of many more to come!

Your favorite feline hiker,

Tyger

A Trip to the Canal and a Silly Duck

Yesterday, I got to do one of my most favorite things! The person loaded me up in the car with the bf and drove us to a truly wonderful place, the canal! Between Lake Olmstead the Augusta Canal and Savannah River are tons of wooded trails with lots of great sniffs. We used to come here a lot during the winter, but now that the weather has warmed up, we have to look out for snakes and other beasts.

At the trailhead, there was a pair of little chihuahas who rubbed me the wrong way, but I politley walked past them as they strained toward me on their leads (Even if her fur became a little bristled...)

It was a beautiful day, although a little warm compared to the weather lately. I just wanted to RUN the whole time! So I had to have a little loose leash walking reminder at the beginning of our trek...but I was rewarded with lots of sprinting through the wooded trails, all the way to the river!

Swampy area near the canal

The day before yesterday, on a different walk, I met a very silly duck! (He closely resembled one of my favorite stuffies. I wanted to ask if they were related, but he did an about face as soon as he saw me!) It has been raining all day, but the people really wanted to walk, so we took off on another adventure on the greenway. We made it all the way to Brick Pond Park before getting caught in a downpour. My friend the duck was digging in the weeds at the edge of the swamp, but as we took cover under a lookout shelter built across the swamp, he started walking up the bridge towards us!

My duck friend

My stuffie. A striking resemblence...

Hey, where is that stuffie anyway?? Fetch!!! If you'll excuse me, I have a duckie to find.

Susie Q