I was sleeping peacefully in my cat TV room, when Mom invited me outside.
I should have known something was up when she wanted me to go in the front yard because she usually wants me to stay out back.
My normally nice mom turned into a stalking paparazzi! Every few steps and it was click, click, click!
Maybe if I take this shortcut, I can get away from her.
No such luck!
How do those celebrities cope?
Maybe if I escape to the back yard . . .
But, no! Not even the clover brought me any luck in shaking this stalker.
I hoped that leaving the garden and retreating to my deck would do the trick, but she was persistent.
Maybe I should just cooperate and give her a good pose.
NOW, will you leave me alone!
P.S. Mom hasn't let us blog much lately. She was feeling under the weather for a few days (too much pollen and not enough rain), plus she had more of her projects. She just can't get her priorities straight! We need more time to visit our dear friends since we're so behind. We appreciate your visits and comments and intend to reciprocate.
Here is a sorry excuse for a limerick in honor of Karen Jo
. We hope she is feeling better.
There once was a lady named Karen Jo
Who all of the cats have come to know
She writes really good lines
And they’re all about felines
Now she needs some time to nurse her toe.
Labels: garden, Jake, Karen Jo, limerick, paparazzi