Tuesday, May 29, 2007

Trash Can Tuesday

So there I was, checkin' out the trashcan...

And the minute Momma got me out, Dorydoo got in! I guess my naughty tricks are rubbin' off on her.

There wasn't nothin' in the trashcan, so Momma let Dorydoo and me stay in there as long as it took her to snap them pictures, then she got us out. Beans! Who can figure 'em. Here'z what Dorydoo said to Momma, and I agree:


Marilyn wrote Mickey a purr-etty sonnet on her bloggie today, so I'm gonna try and write a li'l poem for Ariel. Jeter evun gave me a poetry lesson. Let's see, here goez:

Roses are red
viowlets are blue
stinky goodess is great
and so are you
You are so purr-etty
it's easy to see
Why you're such a spechul
Girlcat to me!

hehehe, that ain't too bad, is it?


Dragonheart, Merlin, Devi, and Chloe said...

Wow, you are allowed in the garbage can?!?! Great photos! :)

Anonymous said...

Like I've said your simply adorable
and I love the poem...Huggs and purrs

Rosemary B❤️ said...

I have never actually been inside a gaarbage can.

This is pretty cool.
All of you Ballicai are adorabibble


Mr. Hendrix said...

beans are weird. it is only "cute" so long as they have a camera. sigh.
love the poem. jeter taught you well! ariel sounds like she loves it too.
having a girlfriend kitty is the best!

Daisy said...

Chairman Mao, that is a very wonderful poem you wrote Ariel!

The Meezers or Billy said...

great tongue pikshur!

that was a furry nice poem Mao!

Skeezix the Cat said...

I liked whut Dorydoo sed to Momma! That krakt me up!

Zippy, Sadie, Speedy and M'Gee said...

I need Dorydoo to teech me how to stick out my tung at mom. And I need yoo to teech me how to write poetree, cuz I bet Misty wood love dat.~Speedy

Karen Jo said...

I bet Mom only let you stay in the trashcan for a picture because it was empty. I like what Dorydoo said to Mom. You wrote a nice poem for Ariel.

Mr. Hendrix said...

I had to come back after your "eyes in the back of her head" comment. So does my mommy!!! She can also read minds.

She'll be in a totally different room and I'll be thinking about getting up on the counter to lick the food, and I'll hear "Hendrix, I know what you're thinking and you'd better not!"

Hendrix's mommy here: yup I hear those little paws tapping their way to the counter and I know what he's up to...

MaoMao said...

hehehe, Mr. Hendrix! So funny your momma has x-ray vision, too! I bet like my momma she looks through the walls both when you're makin' funny noises and when you're "too quiet."

(Chairman Mao's momma speaks to Mr. Hendrix's momma: Our sweet kitty fellas are precious, aren't they, and they sure keep us on our toes!)

mister jeter harris, hizself said...

i wuz laffin an laffin seein u in da trashcan! howdya do dat?

grate first poem. heer'z yer second poetree lessun:
dere once wuz a cat named ariel
she wuz prettee an she diden't smell ...
she'll luv dat one!
luv--yer grate frend--jh

Parker said...

Ahhhhh Ha Ha Ha! I love the tounge! You are both too cute!

Around Your Wrist said...

fun and funny pictures. dorydoo's tongue out at your mom is just right!

you're poetry is coming along nicely...