Hey, some kitties know where to lie in the garden and I love the roquette, arugula, rocket salad that grows out of the pavers.
Sometimes I switch and lie in the sage.
Mama says I am nuts, that I should be lying in the nip since we have such a big bed of it.
She even took a photo of it to show me where to go…duh…but after the camera got its pic of the nip, it went bonkers and started rolling over and looking goofy and mama ran yelling into the house and I knew perfectly well why I choose the arugula instead. I don’t want to make a noo-noo of myself.
I purr-sonally would luv to see a Loulou “noo-noo.” Tee hee hee.
Hey, they rhyme!
You have a bed of nip? Will your mama post bail when you go “bonkers” and get arrested? If not, call us. You can pay us kitties in nip, then you can bail us out, okay?
Oh, I wish you kitties could wallow in my nip bed. Maybe mama will try to send you some in the mail but we don’t want JAN arrested, right?
LouLou-yesterday there was no comment box for this post, and I would swear the last picture was a wonderful shot of you going over the curb into another part of the garden – and you differently looked nipped over . Now there is a comment box, but no such picture. Was I even more nippeed out than you ?
Well, it happened like this. Mama forgot to put in the blog or rather she hit the publish button without realizing she hadn’t finished helping me write and then she helped me write the whole thing OVER again…different photo. All back to normal. Whatever that is around here.
Oh but that picture was wonderful ! (If perhaps a trifle embarrassing…)
Well, I do sprawl a little too often.