Breakfast as usual this morning. And oh, Timmy is in his “private dining quarters”.
Suddenly, there was a loud sound from the back of the house.
Who’s on the alert? Everyone except Ginger. Ginger relies totally on his mama to protect him.
Er….our private diner is also unperturbed by the loud noise.
We’re counting the seconds, folks….9, 8, 7,….
Eating resumes….but where is Heidi?
She had already run into the house (because of the loud noise).
This is the difference between a street-smart cat and one who is not.
And we are still counting….5, 4, 3, 2….
Yes, I’m done! I have finished my food! I want out!
Lemme out!! Lemme out!!
I demand to know why I have not been let out!!
Outside, Willy is waiting and runs towards me when I opened the gate.
Willy has his breakfast. It ought to be safe as the rest are eating inside…
But no….see what I mean?
Mr Zurik is all out to intimidate Willy. It’s almost a life mission for him.
I managed to confine him within the gate area.
No, Zurik! Back off!
Ok, ok, you eat and don’t disturb Willy.
What’s going on here?
Our Stormtrooper is always on top of things.
May the Force be with you.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-bzWSJG93P8
I’m with Master Yoda. I’m on the good side.
And our Stormtrooper protects the Lion King.
The Lion King and his kingdom.
Meanwhile…
Lemme out!! Lemme out!!
Okay, okay…all in good time.
Tabs gets her morning time-out again…under strict supervision.
Whenever Tabs comes out, Tiger is out too.
No, I’m not going to weigh myself, you first, Ginger.
I’m going to sew this next pink blanket.
I want to play the piano. Someone….please open it for me!
And while everyone is relaxing after breakfast, over at the pantry, something is going on.
The Spider-Cat is still investigating that loud noise we heard (half an hour ago).
He leaves no stones unturned.
And believe me, this Indy Jones isn’t going for the fortune or glory.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-bTpp8PQSog
Having surveyed the perimeter and satisfied that Bunny’s Place is in no danger of being invaded, he concludes his investigation and returns to base.
He is too quick for the camera.
“X” never ever marks the spot. Trust me. I know.
They don’t call me Indy for nothin’, honey.