Saying Goodbye to the Fairy God Kitties

WAFFLES:  Boss! Where'd all the houseguests go? And what about their luggage? I wasn't done inspecting everything. 

KATIE:  Are you still here, Waffles? I was hoping you'd have stowed away in their luggage. Cod knows you were flirting with the short one enough. 

WAFFLES:  That's on account of she smelled like sausages. 

KATIE:  By the looks of it I'm thinking it's the tall one that smelled like sausages. 

About Today's Photos

We've had a wonderful time sharing our mountain paradise with Glogirly's Godparents, a.k.a. the Fairy God Kitties. Lots of beautiful scenery, yummy food, and of course CATS. Waffles has been sitting vigil inside the guest room. Well to be clear, he's been sitting vigil inside the laundry basket inside the guest room. Meanwhile, Katie is strutting her stuff all over the house and celebrating the fact that she's once again in charge. 

Our Houseguests Smell Like Jimmy Dean

WAFFLES:  Hey Boss, our visitors smell kinda good. This one smells like eggs and sausage and stuff. 

KATIE:  Never trust a visitor that smells like Jimmy Dean. 

WAFFLES:  But she doesn't look like a Jimmy Dean.

KATIE:  Of course she doesn't look like Jimmy Dean. They're all having Jimmy Dean in their breakfast egg bake this morning.

WAFFLES:  This doesn't look like Jimmy either. He's kind of...orange.

WAFFLES:  Like ME!!!

Calm Before the Storm

WAFFLES:  Hey Boss, you've been napping a SUPER long time.

KATIE:  We're cats, Waffles. That's what we do. 

WAFFLES:  Yeah, but are you ever going to let ME nap in the chair by the window? You're kind of,  sorta hogging it.

KATIE:  When Glogirly's Godparents arrive, it's all yours. I'll be stationed in the walk-in closet. Threat level orange.

WAFFLES:  Orange? Glogirly's Godparents are ORANGE?

KATIE:  Of course not, Waffles. *Yawn* But they're cat people, so expect lots of smells and a layer of foreign fur on their clothes. 

WAFFLES:  Foreign? You mean like from France?

Tick Tock

While Glogirly is drafting this blog post, she's waiting in the cell phone lot at the airport. Balancing her laptop between her knees and the steering wheel. Don't worry, she's parked.

It won't be long and Waffles will have some new people to cuddle with, play with and sing to. And Katie...well, at least for the first few hours, perhaps days, she'll be hiding out in her Sleepypod inside the walk-in closet. That is until Glogirly gives them a tour of the house. And the closet.

Everyone always wants to see the ginormous closet.