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!”
All things must be done decently and in order. So first there is the rehearsal of the big event . . . where everyone lets go of their pent-up concerns about how this is going to happen And later, there’s the rehearsal dinner where speeches, roasts, gifts, and toasts take place . . . and…
We call them rain frogs. What do you call them? Once the summer rains start, these little frogs began singing their summer song. They say “c’est chaud” over and over. Does anyone know what that means? (This is my sneaky attempt to get some of our Cajun-speaking readers to come forth!)
Since things are progressing rather slowly with Camp Dularge, I thought I’d perk things up with a contest. We have quite a few new readers, so the competition might be stiffer! Here’s what you have to do. And believe me, it won’t be easy. Carol won last time, and she said it took her a…
I’ve been studying long and hard for this Saturday’s upcoming radio show topic about a man who shot a trophy deer in Illinois, brought the testicles back here on ice, and someone from LSU extracted the semen from this deer and then artificially inseminated does at a research farm.
In the midst of the worst environmental disaster America has ever seen, there are still pristine Louisiana wetlands where Bayou Woman goes on a regular basis.
Probably not, because the Ducathlon is a very local event begun several years ago by sport fishermen from all over the state who come down here to fish. The binding tie is a fishing forum. The Ducathlon is a very low key, fishing tournament, where the prize for the biggest red fish and speckled trout…
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.