Got Milk?
A PHOTO STORY OF THE FURRY KIND!
Photos by Termite
WARNING: Prepare to have your heart stolen.
“Got milk? I’m all out!”
A PHOTO STORY OF THE FURRY KIND!
Photos by Termite
WARNING: Prepare to have your heart stolen.
“Got milk? I’m all out!”
It’s draped in green right now, with a few other colors mixed in. The jasmine vines that creep up the posts are in full bloom and smell so deliciously sweet. As we take a closer look, we see that flowers and leaves have mixed and mingled and made wonderful friends while decorating my front porch…
2008 was ushered in on a howling wind. No boating for us today–just a lazy morning at home, cleaning up after last night’s festivities. Tonight was spent in the den watching a feel-good movie while letting Baby get acquainted with our latest addition . . . Jazz–look at that gorgeous tail!! Jazz, short for Jasmine,…
Last year we talked about holiday traditions and our favorite dishes. This year, I would like you to tell us the dish that you absolutely hated as a child. And a dish that you could easily leave OFF the T-day menu as a grownup. Then, please share with us the ONE DISH that means Thanksgiving…
If you’re new here and not from south Louisiana, you might not have heard of the fabulous Satsuma, so be sure and buff up on the topic so we might all be on the same page. Locally, the Satsumas are still on the tree and nearing the time that they will be over-ripe. I took…
Deep in the piney woods of Folsom, Louisiana, at the end of a well-worn dirt road, lies a ten-acre animal rescue sanctuary called Big Sky Ranch. Off in the distance stands the iconic big red barn, offering shelter to resident horses and donkeys, while cats of all colors and sizes play chase among the brush…
If you recall, I previously posted the recipe for Gingerbread Bayou People! This year, I only baked Bayou Boys! My 21-year-old son asked for a tin of these as a gift. That’s easy enough! And please don’t be offended that they are all naked this year. I forgot to buy their clothing! These are the…
Those blue eyes are unreal. Precious and I don’t even like cats!
So precious and adorable!!!
Hi Valda, and welcome to this blog. Not sure I’ve seen you comment before, so please speak up any time! We love new comers to comment! BW
Wendy, if you and I can figure out how to keep kittens and pups from aging for 10 – 15 years we will become filthy rich!!
The pictures were super.
That WOULD be great, wouldn’t it, John? LOL! I can’t take the credit for the photos. Termite took them!
Are they yours or did you happen upon them on one of your excursions? Those blue eyes are beautiful. That last photo of Mom says “ATTITUDE”.
As you can see, I won’t have to wait to get home to checkout your Blog, Grand Isle State Park now has Wi-Fi! Yipeeeeeeeeeee!
Look at you, girl, surfing the net from Grand Isle State Park! That is way cool!
You should be ashamed of yourself posting these cute pictures on Mother’s Day! I would adopt the one in the the fourth picture you call “gray and white” but I can’t.
This litter reminds me of the menagerie of cats that always showed up to live under Grandmother and Nannie’s back steps and outer building. I looked forward to spring and summer waiting to see how many kittens would turn up and if we could tame them. Wonderful pics that brought back memories of our childhood.
Oh, I had the exact same thoughts, Katy, because there is ANOTHER litter under the back of the house and Termite finally got to them and they just hissed and spat at him like the ones at Grandmother’s used to do!!! They are not as tame as their cousins in the photos!
OMG!!! They are so cute! I’m not a cat lover but who can resist a little baby kitten.
Hey, Jody! Glad you have you stop by!
Cute little sneeze invoking kittens. I’m allergic so from this distance they are adorable, up close and I’d be running for Benadryl.
Thank goodness, Tara, these are “cyber kitties” and you won’t need Benadryl!!!
Hissing Kitties is that the name of Darth’s new band???
Anyway brings me back to the old earcorn cribs that raised bunches of wild cats. memory serves there was always a curious one who did not spit or claw but would sucker you into sticking your hand in the opening. Sometimes you got your hand back but mostly it was painful. One of my earliest childhood memories. PS. the fish worm pit was right there.
I laughed so hard at the first picture! You know if that momma cat could talk she’d be saying, “OMG, can you please get them off of me? My ninnies are killing me!” *LOL*
I still want the white one, but the gray one is too cute.
I did NOT need to see these pictures!!! I had this puppy thing going for awhile (I really wanted one because I saw a cute one) now I will have a kitten thing going. They are great pictures.