Big Girl Kitty, Round Like Scones

As usual, dad thought he was being funny, comparing me to a food item.  Sure, their fresh apple scones may be delicious, but come on, this crap is getting old.  Well you know what I say?  Two can play at this game, old man.  'nuff said.

I think you know what I'm saying big guy.  Who says cats can't use Clipart?

Dark and Peaceful

As we've no doubt shown you ad nauseam, dad and I are morning people.  Dad usually slips out of bed without waking mom, the hissing and sputtering of his coffee maker rousing him only minutes before his alarm chimes.  Though I occasionally decide to stay all nice and cozy snuggled up with mom, I typically follow dad right out.  Once he pours his first mug of lifeblood, clicks on the solar light and settles his old-ish bones into the rocker it's usually only minutes before I'm right there with him.  

Two of dad's favorite things right here

Yummy? For Who?

Bear with me as I do yet another non-me post about, you guessed it- food.  Not mine, of course.  You know, it's funny how the big guy thinks he can make art out of their food, but with the special kidney diet kibble krap I'm supposed to tolerate til the end of time there's only so much you can do with little brown pellets, you know what I'm saying?

Left- Dad's veggie omelet  Right- Mom's scrambled eggs and bagel buried under spinach and fresh diced veggies, both with a side of non-meat sausage

So I know we've shown you similar photos a time or two, but this was their breakfast one recent Saturday morning.  Dad enjoys cooking breakfast on weekends, when they most often have bagels and eggs in some form and with a varying assortment of accompaniments, and whole wheat blueberry pancakes on Sunday.  I know dad's looks like a face, but he swears he didn't do that intentionally (pssst- he's lying).  Dad likes his omelets with anything he can dig out of the fridge in them.  On this particular morning he folded in mushrooms, onions, fresh garlic, zucchini and avocado. Mom's got this thing about greens on her bagel, and you might as well say she's having a spinach salad with a bagel with cream cheese and scrambled eggs under it.  Anyway, there you go.  As he always occasionally does dad asked me what I thought of our post before publishing it.  All I can say is B-O-R-I-N-G.