via Blest Sunday: The Blessing Train Is Coming
Today we are joining “The Blessing Train at Dezizworld” and hopefully hooking up our custom car!
So, what blessings are we carrying as cargo?
1. We are blessed by being all warm, safe, and secure in our own home with full tummies.
2. We are blessed with very good health.
3. We are blessed by having a few true friends.
4. We are blessed by being loved.
SPIKE’S A WINNER / SPIKE UNHAPPY WITH VISITOR is the hottest news from Christine in Scotland. She is a lucky lady! Comments closed here on the Feline Cafe but open on Christine’s. Give her a visit please, my friends. I would really appreciate it!
via SPIKE’S A WINNER.
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From Christine we have a gallery today of 18 photos of Spike playing with his toys! Pretty good ones at that! Comments Closed on the “Feline Cafe”, but not on “Spike the Scottish Black Cat”!
via SPIKE’S MAD HALF HOUR.
“Pressed” Christine’s two new posts. They are great! Lots and Lots of Spike the Scottish Black cat to look at here!
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Comments Closed here on My Post. Go visit Spike and comment!
Today I “press” a gallery of garden cat photos from Christine’s “Spike the Scottish Black Cat”. They are all enjoying the sunshine!
via PEARL TAKES OVER….SORRY SPIKE.
Scooby was a tabbie cat,
The toughest tabbie cat aroun’.
You know where your wimmin’s at
When Wild Bill Scooby comes to town!
I think I see him comin’, dang!
Not alone but with his gang!
Just when I thought that we were rid,
Calamity Opie–Zeke the Kid!
The sheriff knows what fate awaits him.
Three to one, the odds are grim.
The sheriff knows he must be brave,
Or lie a coward in his grave!
He walks into the muddy street,
Extended claws–tall on his feet.
To shade his eyes he moves his hat.
The sheriff’s a big ocicat!
Zeke on left and Opie right,
The Scooby gang’s a fearsome sight!
As they walk their spurs a jingle,
Making all the town-cats tingle!
Trouble comes in threes they say.
The truth in this, we’ll learn today.
Paws cautiously held by each flank,
The gang moves slowly towards the bank.
It’s all just for the takin’ now,
Says Scoob, 10 bags of nip, Meow!
Bags of treats and tuna too!
You guys know just what you must do!
What happened next is in dispute.
Poor Scooby never got the loot.
The muddy street ran red they say,
But Scooby’s gang got clean away!
All you cats take my advice.
Be satisfied with catching mice.
Go find yourself a feline wife,
If you want the purrfect life–
One that never lets you down.
Just don’t take your claws to town.
Don’t take your claws to town.
POSTSCRIPT: Legend has it that the Scooby Gang joined up with Butch and Sundance in Bolivia, and were never seen or heard from again. Their descendants are the peace-loving cats you know today, minding the catio at the Feline Cafe.
Marigold was a steamboat queen,
The purrtiest cat that you’ve ever seen!
With long creamy hair
And those big green eyes,
We’re all in love.
I can tell no lies!
She has a picture in bed,
Hangin’ over the bar.
The sultriest cat in the bay by far.
She runs the gambling tables,
The dice and the wheel,
And it’s not just by chance
That you got a bad deal!
It’s snake eyes you’ll get,
DON’T you know?
Whether Anchorage, Alaska,
or cold Juneau.
She’ll win your money–
Nothing you can do.
Cats, stay away
From her games of sin,
And the green-eyed temptress
Who will lure you in,
With plates of fresh tuna–
Everything is free!
Won’t you sit a while and
Play a little game with me?
Hanging over the bar
Old signature block for Greg
(The featured photo of Marigold with ball and die is from 2013. She is doing quite well at the moment.)