So much for 366 photos

I forgot to 'publish' my Sunday post and I'm missing a few days. Oh, well. I'll still try to post as many pictures as I can. Here are a few to catch up:

My cat Melody near the azalea I just planted:

Our friend Patty (with her son Shane), celebrating her 50th birthday:

Catching Rays

Melody was sitting behind my mini daffodils. I wanted to get a picture of her, but of course by the time I came out with the camera, she had moved. Still, she's kind of cute the way she stretches out in the sunshine! So floofy!

Melody

My cat Melody loves to sit in baskets. Here she is in my crochet basket, which she took over after I emptied it out looking for a yarn needle.

Snowy Day

We woke up to snow this morning. I'm not sure how much we're getting, but I do know my outdoor babies were scrounging for food. So, of course, I fed them. And gave Melody the cat a 'show' to watch.

BTW, Mike is doing great today. The pain from taking off that stupid bandage was not long-lasting, thank God.

Mike's surgery

I just got home from taking Mike over to a medical center. He's having surgery on his shoulder today, as well as having a torn bicep repaired. He was supposed to go at 8:30, then they switched it to 11, then asked if we could come in at 10:30. Mike is in good spirits, despite having to fast since midnight and being deprived of his cup of coffee! Me, I'd be a bear.
Katherine is going to pick him up later. He'll be there about 4 hours, too long to just sit and wait. Although I did offer! (I can keep busy with my crocheting and knitting, of course.)
Here is my daily picture, just a quickie of my crazy cat Melody:

I don't think she realizes how fat she is!

Melody

Here is Melody playing with a fishy-thingy. Mike stuck it into the DVD holder so it hangs near the scratching pad.

I'm almost over my cold and feel much better. I did more work in my office this morning, 5 rows on a knitted scarf and half a wash. The other half happens in a little while after the water in the dry well drains a bit, since the damn thing backfloods into the laundry room. But at least I got something accomplished this morning, including helping Mike fix the downstairs toilet. Saturday fun!

Maybe it's the Catnip?

I bought my cats a new scratching pad. You sprinkle catnip on it to make it attractive. It is very, very attractive to Melody (in photo) and Nutmeg, who take turns not only scratching it, but sleeping on it as well!

ANOTHER MIRACLE!!!!

After a week... MELODY IS BACK! I only wish she could tell me where she has been. She is fat and healthy, so someone had to be feeding her. She only looks at me as if to ask what all the fuss is about.

We heard a thump and there she was on the deck, as if nothing had happened. Stupid cat. I love her so much, but she's stupid. 

No news

Melody is still gone. It really is like she vanished into thin air.

Last night I saw a black cat and thought how some shelters will not adopt out black cats around Halloween. Sick to think there are weirdos out there who would hurt them. Wherever my Melody is, if she is alive, I hope she is okay.

And if I didn't say it in my last post, I hope she scratches the furniture and pees on the rug. And waffs up hairballs all  over the place. Especially in her kidnapper's bed.

I miss my pretty girl!

Sad about Melody

Melody, my cat, has vanished off the face of the earth. She is 7 years old, fixed, and NEVER wanders much more than to the yards adjacent to our own. She has never 'disappeared' for more than a few hours, and always shows up on our deck or at the front door.
But she has been gone for almost a week. This makes NO sense to me at all. If she was in a fight with a raccoon, another cat, or a car, where is her body?
Middle-aged cats don't just suddenly decide to go adventures, as far as I know. She was also healthy, having recently been to the vet for her checkup and shots. So she didn't go off somewhere to die.
Scenarios run through my head: she was hit by a drunk driver, who took her body to hide the evidence. She was 'cat-napped' by someone who is keeping her indoors. She did get in a fight with a raccoon, who dragged her into the nearby woods.
I have put up signs but only one very nice man called. It wasn't my cat, though. This one had gray in it.
I pray someone has my cat and is taking good care of her. I also pray they'll slip up and leave a door open, so my sweet baby will make her way home. But before she does that, I hope she scratches up all their furniture and throws up hairballs on their bed!

Meantime, I am keeping busy. I've heard of cats coming home after years and years--even across the country. There has to be hope, or we'd all go crazy. 

Snow again & pets

Shadow Dante looking cute.


Melody, who thinks she can fit her fat dupa into any basket or box she sees.



What we woke up to this morning.