BB, the scaredy cat

The Beebster is a big boy and you might think it makes him brave. But he's a scaredy cat. The closest he ever wants to get to outside, birds or even our resident alley cats is this...



He prefers hanging out (ie: napping) in his Daddy's big comfy recliner...

The Basket Days

I have decided that my new bed and home will be a laundry basket!

 I will spend my days lurking in the depths and pouncing on humans passing feet.

And sleeping of course...

Mouse Hunt--or not

I found Hobbes sitting in the shed the other day.  He was just sitting there, staring into the corner--which means only one thing--mouse.

Sure enough, there it sat. The wee thing, too terrified to move, just sat there blinking those big brown mousie eyes, hoping that my orange stripey would just go away.  Yeah/no.

But apparently as big as Hobbes is, he is not hungry.  And so he walked away from his mouse friend and moved on to other adventures like the leaves blowing across the yard.  They were fun, you see--something to chase.

Smart mouse.

And yes, I scooted him into a bucket and set him free under the fence.

Introducing...

Hello! I'm Billie (girl kitty, not boy). I'm named after Bill the Cat from Bloom County. I enjoy: 

Sleeping (who doesn't?).

Climbing on the fridge and other tall things.

Hiding from naughty humans in bags.

And sleeping!

Among other things of course. I do hope to befriend other red cats in The Red Cat Society. Not that other cats are not as good, but red is an interesting color!

Now, I must go take a nice little cat nap. Tootle-pip!