Thursday, May 24, 2012

Real Estate

Space is limited at our I often park myself on the traditionally-non-business end of mom's ironing board (it's actually the business end for mom).  Usually she just works around me whenever she can, just going to show that I'm the one who's really in charge here.

Mom calls me "BeeGee Rose" all the time, that IS my name, after all.  She also tells me often that if she were a botanist and could hybridize roses, she'd create one called the BeeGee rose.  It might be a deep rusty orange with tinges of brown.  That's sweet of her, isn't it? 

If that ever happened, I'd lobby strongly for the new rose to honor the actual Bee Gees instead of me.  They were one of mom's favorite groups, I was named after them, and sadly there's only one (Barry) remaining of the original three.

Life happens.  Things change.

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

On Top of The World

Here I was a week or so ago, sitting on top of the world...MY world, the top shelf in mom's studio.  It's a small world I live in...but then, I hear it's a small world out there as well.  And there's really no place I'd rather be than in my tiny domain...over which I have a modicum of long as mom keeps kibble in my bowl.

Thursday, May 3, 2012

Is It Spring Yet...

...not here, it isn't. 

What you see here is a picture of me taken last fall.  Things should look pretty much the same in the spring, the light and all.  But no, not yet this year.

Oh well, what's a cat to do?  Take a nap!