The musings of Spitty the Kitty
Wow, and it's finally warmed up here (50s and 60s over the last four days). Weather is just so weird, isn't it?Say, my mom wants to know if there is still Zim's out there. Apparently she had breakfast there once about forty years ago and just can't let it go.
Soooo windy here tonight! We are definitely going to get rain at our house. Hope you get some too Spittolla.
Spitty, you need to c'mon out and visit! Sunny and 70 today...just purrfect for airing the old tum fur out! And NO rain in sight...hee hee hee!
I am not looking forward to the rain - I like my sun puddles!
You look very mysterious behind that curtain, Spitty...we hope you get the rain that you want...
Are you singing in the rain again Spitty?
Ha! It was the title of your post that made her think of it! She was on some sort of a 1970s Clint Eastwood-inspired tour through SF and Carmel (you probably shouldn't ask) with her sister. Who knows why she remembers that, of all things, especially when the highlight of the trip was getting into the car to head back to San Diego after a night in Sausalito and finding about 200 moths in the back of it.Cod, Spitty, now THE WHOLE WORLD KNOWS THIS STORY.
We had torrential rain here tonight. You can have my rain Spitty.
He have had too much rain and now we have had 3 sunny days in a row. SUN PUDDLES!!!
that's kinda scary...
ya; i'm officially freaked out. The movie reference & you hiding in the curtain. my tail poofed! xoxoMs. Stella O'Houligan
Leave me a meow or a hiss; I don't mind a hiss or two. . . or even a bitey.