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Mom said that today, March 2nd, I am 9 months old.  When she got me, I was just a little tiny thing and now I have a fluffy tummy and I’m getting longer and longer!  

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Mom, are you writing about me?

The Mom:  Yes, Steinbeck, I’m telling your readers that it’s a special day for you.  

Am I older than Hemingway now?

No, Hemingway’s age is counted in years and your age is still counted in months.

When do I get to be years?

In another three months.  On June 2nd you will be one year old!

Then can I go out on dates?

No, you can’t leave the yard.

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Did you really just tell the readers that I can’t go out of the yard?  You make me sound like such a baby!  Where’s the delete button???

Don’t worry, Steinbeck.  They all know that you are getting to be a big boy.  I love you and wish you a Happy 9 Months Birthday!

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Mom got this idea from our dear friends, the Colehaus Cats.  Their ginger kitties showed off their pretty furs in black and white.  I just had to do the same thing!!!  Frankly, I like my ginger furs better, but that’s just me.imageedit_5_8521964285

I had to try this out as well, but my furs are just meant to be black so I’m sticking with that.  My black furs make me look regal.

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What can we say?  It’s Monday night and Mom was bored.

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Where did the week go?  Mom said I could be the star again today ‘cuz the little guy gets so much attention.  Actually, I just took over the camera.  MOL!!!

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I hope you are having a wonderful “Sunnyday”!!!

Check out what my other friends are doing at the Blog Hop.

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Mom!  Do you have to take a picture of me while I’m bathing???

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Caturday Art Blog Hop

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For a week or so, the weather people have been telling everyone around here that we were going to be buried in snow by this time.  Mom got tired of hearing them talk about all the white stuff.  After all, just last Sunday our humans had a BBQ out on the deck and it was around 60.  All of us were hoping that maybe winter decided to leave early.

Then the weather people started talking about all this white stuff coming.  Mom said she didn’t want any white stuff.  Eben her friends were hoping the white stuff would stay away and that the weather people were telling tails.

Steinbeck………you mean tales.

Oh, right.  Anyway, we wanted to call the weather people and tell them to cancel the white stuff ‘cuz Mom didn’t want any.

We thought she deserved to have a nice surprise.

Guess what?

Here’s what our new “foot of snow” looks like:

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Mom says the weather people have to stop teasing us.  Oh, it’s cold out there this weekend but it sure isn’t white here.

Mom says just south of us there’s lots and lots of the new white stuff, but it missed us.

We’re all happy!!!

Even though winter hasn’t left yet.

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Mom said that I am “curiosity catified”.  I have no idea what she means.

She means you are nosy and into everything.

Well…………

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Here I am contemplating the situation.  There’s something up there that has captured my attention!

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Look Mom!!!  I can almost reach it……

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When Mom saw this pose, she changed my name!  I am now Steinbear the Magnificent!!

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I live with an idiot!

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Howdy, Readers!!!  I had an adventure today and Mom said I could tell you all about it.  First of all, she said I have to explain that this is February and this is Minnesota and this weather just doesn’t seem right.  The humans are even going to have a BBQ this afternoon when they should be bundled up in jackets and shoveling snow!    Since this is my first February, I have no idea what the weather is supposed to be.  Well, I got to go outside and I had fun!!!

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I did it!  I went outside to explore and feel the sun on my furs.

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This is how I started.  I wasn’t sure if I wanted to be inside or outside, so I chose both!

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Mom put one of my favorite boxes outside so I could hide.  Now nobody can see me.

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Mom says this is my lion pose and she loves it!

Now go visit the Sunday Selfies of my other friends.

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Never fear, readers!  I have not taken up smoking!  That’s only bubbles I’m blowing.  Mom decided to have some fun with one of my photos.  She can’t even remember what all she did!  You have to forgive her ‘cuz she’s a human.  (I’m really cracking myself up today!)

Have a wonderful weekend, everyone!  Don’t forget to check out everyone else at the Caturday Art Blog Hop!

 

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We wanted to wish all of you a day full of love and kindness!

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We have so much work to do on weekends.  We don’t think humans understand how hard it is on us.

For one thing, there’s the matter of our meals.  They are very important to us……….especially me!

You see, during the week Mom’s brother gets up first and he always feeds us.  As soon as we hear his door open, we go rushing out to the kitchen.  That’s the time we are supposed to have our breakfast.

Mom doesn’t get it on weekends.  She thinks it’s just fine for her to sleep in and not give us breakfast on our time.

Sometimes she fools us and gets up real early and heads out her door.  But then she turns around and runs back in, leaving us shut out of her room.  We have to try our best meowing and scratching at the door and even sometimes putting our paws under the door to see if we can wake her up.

People, please don’t worry ‘cuz we always get our breakfast.

Then there’s all the activity during the day.  Mom seems to think it’s just fine to run that noisy machine and dust and move things around.

Doesn’t she realize that we need our rest.

After all, it was lots of work getting her to wake up in the first place.

We still haven’t trained her about our evening meal.  if she’s home, there’s no reason she can’t give it to us a little early.  We’re working on training her.

We start doing naughty things to get her attention and then she gives up and fixes us our supper.

All that work on the weekends.

No wonder we’re exhausted!

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