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!”
Today, Termite and I spent about 10 hours on the water exploring and just enjoying a beautiful day. We made a huge loop starting at our house and going up to Falgout Canal to Decade to Mechant and home by way of lower Bayou Dularge! On the way, we fished here and there with not…
The Red Fish is the last in a series called South Louisiana Creatures of the Estuary. The previous creatures posted in this series are The Blue Crab, The Oyster, and The Shrimp.
If you’ve ever seen Cajun Justice, then you have actually seen some of the areas on my Wetland Tour route. So, we headed up to the “haunted swamp” from one episode, which is also the same swamp where the alligator poachers got busted with the help of a big alligator head decoy. I showed them the spot where the poachers jumped out of the boat and took off running. And the idea hit me, “Hey, I could start doing Cajun Justice Tours!”
Parties and family gatherings abound this time of year, and we’re faced with the same question each time we begin to ponder what we will bring. That is, whether to rely on an “old reliable” recipe or come up with something new. The only problem with trying something new is whether or not it will…
Go west, young man, go west! Forecasters were right when they predicted Gustav to make landfall over my bayou. I want to believe this model is accurate when it indicates Louisiana is nowhere in the cone of whatever it’s called. Do I trust it and rush home today? Or do I remain patient, and take…
As promised, the lady photographers sent me samples of their work from our recent wetland tours, and I think you will enjoy seeing them as much as I have. A picture paints a thousand words, so without further chit chat from me, I will now let the photos tell the story. Then, at the bottom, I…
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.