Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Hey Cats,

August long weekend....barely survived it.  Business was brisk at the hotel.  Here's a few shots of the last week or so.  There's quite a few so you might want to make yourself a coffee or something.

This guy provided a change up in our regular afternoon entertainment schedule when he went to haul a load of hay that was baled wet.  Dick(that'll be the inferior cat that also lives here at the Hotel) was asking me what on earth did the phrase, "Like peeing in the ocean" mean? So, I include this for his benefit.

Turns out, that dinky little garden hose wasn't enough.  Get the idea Dick?

This is Tara.

Ditto.

What's a matter Bump?  Never seen a cat with a camera?

This is Adolfo

He comes with Nena.  They only speak Spanish.  That's what I like, a Pug with an accent.

Watch what happens to Bella-Bear when you say, "Come."

So if those teeth are non existent in the middle so Bailee can carry a bird without doing any damage, do you think that would work well for a cat?

Bean

Comes with Tenshi.

Who also comes with Norbert.

If Santa Claus was a dog.

Max

Sage

Kanook wondering if Bailey might be available Friday night.  

Act straight nobody has to know who knocked that plant over.

I know that you know that I know that I been lookin' at you girl.

Well it turns out that I know about you knowing about me knowing about you looking at me boy.

Well it's bad bad Leroy Brown loudest bark in the whole damn town......

Elsa who, you can see, is not the Borden Cow.

In this picture you see Jayla, Zeus, and, aptly named, Chase.

This goes on,

and on,

switch it up...

This is Itty-Bitty when he looks like an otter.

This is Itty-Bitty when he doesn't look so much like an otter.

This is Chase when he's not chasing.

Roger that for Zeus.

Weimaraner time out.

Finnigan

Finnigan meeting Chase.

This is Mochie and Buttons doing "partner" yoga-which, incidentally, is available to everyone here at the Hotel   on alternating Wednesdays.

Buttons is following up with a little yard-work.

This is Baxter.  Baxter has an eating disorder involving beckoning calls to eat socks and underwear.  You think I'm kidding...

Until the next time,

G