Milo has finally decided

to relax and enjoy the surroundings too ( well sort of- he's still always looking for mice)!

Sometimes ...while practicing yoga

I even doze off. I could get used to this  Petunia- centric lifestyle!

Here at the spa...while studying a piece of tulle...

I'm feeling very zen today...

Boo LOVES the resort

I sure hope she doesn't  expect Grandma to treat her like royalty when we go back to Camp Ohio... because we all know I'm the one they miss the most!

What a grump!

I keep telling Milo that he should be inspired on this va-ca of rest and relaxation. He just grumbles about having more work to do when he gets home. Some of us are sooooo negative!

Hey!! Get off my blog Squirrel-Boy!!!

Who said you could be in charge????

Oh....helloooo Mom and Dad....sorry I haven't  written sooner...you know..busy with massages, problems with the Internet. But here I am and I just wanted you to know we're relaxing nicely at this spa. I'll try to connect again soon... don't miss me too much!

Ow..ow..ow...owww....leg cramp...

Oh noooooo!!!!!

Such perfect balance...

and toe strength!

Ladies and Gentlemen.....

Direct your eyes to the birdfeeder...and the amazing ...the grace...the gravity-defying ...Mr. Trickster Squirrel!!!

(at this point you start humming circus music)

Don't worry Grandma

I'm a multitasker. I can manage the camp and practice my high wire act at the same time.

Ok- ok- nobody panic! I'll be in charge...

The name is Squirrel- Trickster Squirrel. Mr. Squirrel to you. Any questions? 

Bunnies...are you in charge? Oh...excuse me...

Oh my...I don't think so...

It's hard to concentrate with all of this noise...

I'm just here

to keep a watch on things- sorry

Don't look at me...

I'm just visiting!

Meanwhile...back at Camp Ohio...the question is...

While the cats are away- who's in charge?

You're taking us WHERE???????

I thought Grandma and Grandpa were being too nice this morning...I even told Boo that I had a hunch something was going on. We had breakfast and next thing I know...Woosh! Grandma picks me up and they put me in my carrier! Then Grandpa loads us into the bus!  Seems Boo, Milo and I will be treated to a kitty resort for 2 weeks! WHAT???? The three of us will be in adjoining townhouses at the Forever Friends Pet Care Center. I'll try to keep you posted ( I have my cell if I'm able to tap into their internet). 

Mom, Dad- did you know about this?

Way to go Grandma!

Remember these sad guys? They were frozen to the pavement but she scraped them up and gave them a drink of warm water. Wow!

Is "bed head"

the same as "cat hat"?

Can a girl with 2 left feet...

still dance the cha-cha?

If a black cat watches her shadow...

is that like seeing herself? (woah...deep Petunia...deep...)

We're tired of snow

but not as much as Grandma's  daffodils must be that keep trying to bloom! And don't worry, Dad, we let Milo in when he comes to the door.

Art appreciation

for glass was on my agenda...but I was totally distracted at my first window. Is that really more snow??? Isn't it Spring???

I was dreaming of Murano...

so I spent my day laying in the colors of Grandma's stained glass.

Same question-different morning

Everyday, before he drives black race cars, Grandpa will ask us "what are you doing today?".  Hmmm... I gotta think about this...

Dad- did I hear you mention puppy?

These little guys came to Grandma's weaving class yesterday- look how cute! She says all of them together weigh the same as me! Pleeease Dad?? I promise to be nice! A kitten would be fine too- maybe a mini-Me??

Really, Grandma...

Do you think I keep my coat so white and fluffy by sitting on the floor...like a common cat ( no offense meant, Boo)? I mean-really???

Rules...shmules!

Grandma:  Petunia- why are you sitting in my chair again?

Me:  Oh, hi Grandma. Did you say something?

Grandma:  Yes I did- no cats in my chair!

Me:  Isn't that just a daytime rule? There are lots of other places for you to sit...

Grandma:  Petuunnia!

Me: sigh...

Uh...hi Grandma...

What's that? No cats allowed in your book nook chair? That means me too??

Not exactly friends

but Boo and I are spending more time together ( and fighting less-tho we still get hissy sometimes). Maybe I can have a sleepover when you come home? Or better yet- can I have a kitten?

Still flocking...

Birds of a feather...

really do!