When the Chelsea Grays went out to inspect the new plants — mostly annuals plus a couple of perennials to be bedded out in the parterre garden — Tiny was at first more interested in the labels than the leaves of the catnip and catmint. Overnight we'd had at least one feline visitor, probably one of the neighborhood toms, who'd knocked over the catnip container and partaken of "the bubbly." Scent checking for trespassers trumped chewing on the weed itself for our sweet tiny girl.
The Babe, on the other paw, went straight for the catnip plant itself, only later catching up with his scent reading of the tea leaves.
Sniff, sniff, sniff!
Tuck got everything planted in just a few hours. As always, he made it look easy. The petunias are Maxfield Parrish's colors of daybreak — pink, purple and lavender — with marigold accents (just above Tiny's head, above) the color of the rising sun.
Update: Lots more cats, dogs, birds and all creatures bright and beautiful at Modultor's Friday Ark #192.
That last photo belongs on a calendar page. what great lil gardeners you have there!
Posted by: PJ | May 23, 2008 at 06:29 PM
At least they only examined... Yesterday, Newton ate an entire strawberry that was cut up for him. You have to watch peaches around him -- he'll have the skins off of them in no time. By that time, though, he is satiated and doesn't know what to do with the rest of the peach. We call him the Fruit Cat (like a Fruit Bat).
Posted by: Patti | May 24, 2008 at 10:46 AM
Sam the Wonder Cat loves potato slices - but only as toys. Since my carpeting is fairly new, he hasn't been indulged much! That is not to say that he isn't overindulged in all other ways!
As always, Baby and Tiny generate an instant flutter in my heart. I am so in love with them.
Took Sis Linda to the Asparagus Festival in Caroline County, Virginia this holiday weekend (gorgeous country around there). There was a very-close-to-newborn calf there for petting and she proceeded to take Linda's hand into her mouth and started suckling on it! Linda said it was kind of a hand massage and wasn't at all unpleasant. However, I went and found a manager of the farm where this affair was held and opined that perhaps the wee one should be taken to visit her mama for a half hour or so, since clearly she was hungry!
Great pics as always Sissy.
Posted by: Gayle Miller | May 27, 2008 at 11:05 AM