52 Weeks of Cookie - Week 10

My New Ma and The Big Guy have been talking a lot lately about how I need something called an "operation." I'm not sure what that is, but I don't like the sound of it - not one bit! I am very fast, so I don't think they could catch me and do this operation thing on me. But since that's what they would expect me to do, I'm just going to hide under here instead! That will trick them real good!

Love, Cookie

Note:  This is actually last week's photo. Between being sick on and off, Girl Scouts and work, I've become very behind on everything. I hope to catch up this week though!

52 Weeks of Cookie: Week 9

Do you know how fast I am? I am SO FAST! The secret to my speed are my super special feet. My New Ma says that they are "aerodynamically designed."  That's an awfully big word, but I think it means that I can fly!

Love,

Cookie

Another late installment. Sometime I'll have to take video of Cookie running around the house. She particularly likes to hurdle Kitty Coconut.

Meet Roxy.

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This is my parents' kitty, Roxy. I've been meaning to take photos of her since they adopted her last fall, but I only got around to bringing my camera to their house last week. She's usually a very friendly kitty, but that day she got a little camera shy and kept trying to escape from me.



Here is she taunting me by stretching sweetly under the dark, shadowy table. Sorry kitty - my camera has superb low light capability!



I asked her to do something exciting, so she demonstrated her wall climbing skills.



She thought I'd leave her alone if she took a break to eat. Little does she know! Kitty eating = photo op.



That's right, Roxy. I don't discourage easily. Me and my camera will be back for more someday...

52 Weeks of Cookie: Week 8

The white stuff has really been piling up this week! I very much want to go outside and play in it, but The Big Guy and My New Ma are afraid that I'll blend in so well that they won't be able to find me. Big Brother loves to romp around in the white stuff. When he comes back in the house, his face is covered in it! He reminds me of the nice man with the white beard that came down our chimney one night and gave me a stuffed candy cane. Maybe if I wear this cute coat they will have a change of heart.

Love,

Cookie

Sorry that this week's entry is a little overdue. I've been sick with a bad cold over the last week, and I'm slowly catching up on everything!