Fortress of Solitude

That's what Grandma calls CampOhio when the junior campers like Alex go home. It sure is quiet! But wait! Did I hear Grandpa just say that the howling and ruckus that woke all of us at 4 bongs this morning was a coyote??? Hope he doesn't expect me to share MY kibble!!!

It was so scary!

We had big storms with lightening and tons of thunder last night! Usually I would have opened up a closet door and gone inside to hide... but I thought I might be safer near Grandpa and Camper Alex's dad who are both big guys. But want to know what really made me feel better? It was when Camper Alex came close and said " it's ok Sweetheart- thunder is just noise". That really helped me feel safe!

I was looking out the deck door and heard music...

And who was there but Camper Alex singing "Twinkle twinkle little star" to Milo. He sure knows how to please!

Camper Alex didn't come back to Camp last night

He stayed at Granny's... and I kind of miss the kid! No patter of little feet running behind me, no extra kibble when Grandma's not looking. Makes me sad... sniff...

Close call

Last night Camper Alex went to his Granny's house to sleep- I saw the bunk room door was open ( just a little- I can really squeeze) so I went to check it out. I must have been pretty sneaky because no one knew I was there- next thing you know- the door is shut. Not to worry- I can sleep anywhere so I hunkered down...until at 5 bongs this morning Nature called and  I REALLY needed to get out! No one heard me yelling for help ( strange since I never complain) until Boo realized it was me and we both started banging on the door (me inside and Boo on the outside). Finally-Grandma to the rescue! Whew!!!

Weekend camper

Hey! Did anyone ok this with me?

How does he do it? You've got to admit...

the guy is pretty amazing! We found Trickster Squirrel enjoying lunch on top of the old bird feeder which is far from the tree and hanging on a 6 foot metal pole. The next time he came we were really quiet  and watched from the kitchen window. He took a running start, jumped halfway up the pole and shimmied up to the top. We gave him a standing ovation for his truly phenomenal feat!

That squirrel! What a complainer!

He should learn to relax- like me!

Squirrel in distress!!

Trickster Squirrel has filed a complaint! Just because he monopolized the birdfeeder practicing his high-wire act and gobbled up the seed for cardinals and chickadees...he thought he had it made.  But then Grandma found him sprawled on top it, sunbathing..nervy! She asked Grandpa hang a new pressure-sensitive feeder for our feathered friends. Trickster is not impressed!

Did someone say...

Second breakfast???

On another matter... Comments are always made about how small my head is...

I just don't see it!

Deal breaker- decision made!

I didn't mind thinking so much ( tho my head started to hurt), I didn't mind losing sleep ( and haven't been crabby AT ALL). But I had to draw the line when my appetite was suffering- I mean- REALLY! No guy is worth that! ( well except you,Dad, and maybe Grandpa).

Fine! If they won't give me a soft place to sit and think...

I'll just rest my weary noggin against this hard wooden rocker...sigh...

I've noticed that Grandma's chair is a good thinking place

Now I just need to be sure she doesn't find me here!

Oh no! Thinking about these boys is keeping me awake !

I sure hope it doesn't start to affect my appetite!

Lots to think about

Who knew popularity could be so hard? Since I'm sure the guys hang around to catch a glimpse of me  ( not to eat like Milo says), I may have to decide which one catches my eye. Is it the dreamboat boxer with those green eyes or the shy yet debonair one with good hair? 

Being a goddess is not easy!

Milo! Milo! Got any food downstairs?

What can I say? I'm a stress eater!

Oh man! Pondering my love life is major

And exhausting!

The return

Earl: Oh hey Petunia- I'm back!

Petunia: Oh, hello there Earl. I didn't realize you were gone. Did you bring me anything...flowers...jewelry...treats?

Earl: Uh...sure...how about a garden snake or maybe a field mouse or two?

Petunia:  Sheesh...do I look like that kind of girl?

Boo to Melissa: I saw your comment, and girl,

I keep telling Petunia the same thing. She should be like me- eyes on the prize!

Waiting...anticipating...heart twitter-pating...

Sigh...

Grandma! Milo is on the roof again and I have proof!

Now tell him to stop looking at me... Please!!

Beauty question

Mom- am I old enough to shave ? I'm the only girl I know with a goatee. 

How many cats are in this picture?

Four! ( no jokes about waiting for supper, Dad!)

What's a girl to do?

So... I was waiting by the doors to catch a  glimpse   of Bartholomew when he came to dine... but he was delayed... and the sun was warm... and I guess you know the rest.

What a looker!

I wonder if he can dance...

This guy

has caught my eye! Wouldn't he look great with a top hat? Sigh.....

A gray, stormy morning...

gave way to some bathe-worthy beams!

Well, Boo's certainly happy to be home

Do ya think???