Eye Spy With My Little Cat Eye

WAFFLES:  I spy with my little cat eye... something black and white!

KATIE:  Waffles, I'm so not in the mood to have your little eye spying on me. Can't you see I'm busy?

WAFFLES:  Aww, c'mon Boss. It'll be fun. I'll eye spy something that's black and white and then you can eye spy something that's orange. 

KATIE:  I see enough orange every minute of every hour of every day. How about we just eye spy the insides of our eyelids for a while? 

WAFFLES:  It's not working, Boss. I can't eye spy anything with my eyes closed. 

About Today's Photos 

Waffles is one of the most curious cats we've ever met. As huge as his fascination is with the kitchen cupboards and bathroom doors, that's nothing compared to his fascination with Katie. Wherever she goes, so too does Waffles. He follows her everywhere. Even if it's only with his eyes.

That's One HUGE Litter Box!

WAFFLES:  OMG, Boss! Glogirly is digging in her litter box outside. And it's HUGE! Way bigger than ours.

KATIE:  That's not a litter box, Waffles. She's working in the perennial garden in front of the house. 

WAFFLES:  I don't know, Boss. That's a LOT of dirt. And she's digging around in it like she has to go or something. 

KATIE: Seriously, Waffles. I really doubt Glogirly is going to use her flower bed as a, well... you know.

WAFFLES:  She's squatting, Boss! She's squatting! 

KATIE:  Pretty sure she's just pulling weeds, Waffles. 

WAFFLES:  Now she's covering something up!

WAFFLES:  This gardening stuff looks pretty fishy if you ask me.

KATIE:  I guess it's a good thing I didn't ask you.

Digging Up Dirt

Now that the spring snowstorms are finally behind us, Glogirly is spending lots of time outside getting her ready for some beautiful blooming. She's also been putting the final touches on her container annuals.

All that digging around, right in front of the kitchen and dining room windows, had Waffles a little concerned though!

It's still a little early up at 8,000 feet for things to be in full bloom. Once things start looking pretty-pretty we'll be sure to share some photos.

Do Sun Puddles Have Names?

 WAFFLES:  Check it out. The Boss has no idea she's laying in MY sun puddle.  

KATIE:  I heard that, Waffles. So what makes you think this is YOUR sun puddle? Looks more like MY sun puddle.

WAFFLES:  I don't think so, Boss. Does it have your name on it? Because I don't see your name. Where's your name?

KATIE:  Don't be ridiculous, Waffles. Sunpuddles don't have names.

WAFFLES:  They do too, Boss. And this one's name is MINE.

KATIE:  Seriously? That's what you're going with?

WAFFLES:  Ok, how about George?

About Today's Photos 
Don't be fooled by what looks like a peaceful sun puddle coexistence. Waffles is a grass-is-greener kind of cat. Just a few moments after Glogirly snapped these pics with her phone, Waffles moved in just a little too close for Katie's comfort. Oh, Waffles.