EYOW..Indoor pictures ARE tame!

Strolling and prowling indoor gardens isn't thrilling--and there's no grass!

Sitting seems to be a favorite pastime! How long now until Cat-Grass Season? 

EYOW...There's a HOSE! I could get wet, like in outdoor gardens ...

EYOWeeeyYOW! The long whiles blur! NOW how long 'til Cat-Grass Season?

New place: But Cat-Grass Season has passed again

Tortoise Cat: Here we are in the next, bigger, wilder territory the Big One promised we'd inhabit so many longer whiles ago. EYOW! Truly, I am stunned, Chameleon. But Cat-Grass Season was already all but over when we arrived -- grass shoots may be bright green some wheres around here, but the flavors are napping, just like the pale yellow patches.

Chameleon: Well, let's romp through what Sun-FUN moments do dawn, then deep-cat-nap dream on through the longer dark whiles.

Tortoise Cat: Chameleon, we can romp inside, too, day or night. Look -- this shelter includes built-in mountain ledges and cliff edges!

Chameleon: Certainly, play mountain climbing and cliff diving, Tortoise Cat! Soon, maybe, the Big One will grow you some succulent cat-grass indoors.

Our neighborhood Coldspring Creek is a ditch

Tortoise Cat: I'm no swimmer, but that so-called creek down our block seems more like a ditch.

Chameleon: That almost-stagnant stream is part of this city's drainage system, I suppose.

Tortoise Cat: EYOW -- outside drains! So there are NO fish to catch in there, anyway?

Chameleon: Well, there might be a few, but probably far between, Tortoise Cat. Now I imagine you swim expertly, instinctively.

The Invisible Chameleon hides in shadows, but today shadows fade and blur!

Tortoise Cat: OK, whatever you imagine, Chameleon. But I'll seek more neighborhood say-sos before I dip a paw. EYOW, that'll take a long while!

Chameleon: OK, I splash and tell a little while later, Tortoise Cat.

Tortoise Cat: EYOW, that's swell. But don't shake off on me, after!

The Invisible Chameleon is splashing to check this Cold Spring Road ditch for fish!

Tortoise Cat has found the best Cat-Grass for now

Tortoise Cat: Here we are, still visiting the Uncle Big Ones! I could stay here happily forever, because the Cat-Grass here is lavishly luscious, Chameleon!

Chameleon: Did I not explain, we must wait a long while before we travel on? Just pretend it's forever, Tortoise Cat!

Tortoise Cat: OK, now is forever. Now will you help me show off the latest pictures the Big One snapped? Then let's play a little while longer.

Chameleon: Happily, Tortoise Cat.

Still traveling Tortoise Cat now-seeking new territory

Tortoise Cat: Chameleon, how soon will we fly away from here? I'd rather prowl along than ride! This place is purr-fectly OK, so why go?

Chameleon: The next place will feature bright window sills and giant yards. Yet maybe you'll miss the extra attention you're taking advantage of here from Big One Uncles Marshall and Rick when we'll roll along over there in a while, as soon as possible.

Tortoise Cat: When is as soon as possible, Chameleon? In how long a while will we roll along?

Chameleon: Well...whenever. As soon as possible could mean a short or a long while, Tortoise Cat. So I recommend luxuriating in the plush furnishings and features of our current location until then.

Tortoise Cat: So when is whenever. But when is then, Chameleon?

Chameleon: Well, when might become then whenever or anytime and anyplace...but it's all pretty iffy, Tortoise Cat. Then is much easier to spot a while after it happens. So for now let's just frolic with leafy shadows instead of worry, then plop down for a nap and dream up fun.

Tortoise Cat: OK, Chameleon. So, I muse...possibly...EYOW: When, whenever and then are pretty, iffy, shifty now-shadows folks could play-dream in and probably while-away worry with fun. How a-MEW-zing!

Chameleon: OK, whatever, Tortoise Cat. 

Tortoise Cat: This yard grass is tough and tasty, Chameleon. But the plants here are almost all dried out, browning or golden instead of green. The foolish big one in charge here forgets to turn the water sprinklers on, night after night. When will we fly homeward? I'm ready!

Chameleon: Our departure is up in the air at this moment, Tortoise Cat. It may be many whiles away, or much sooner.

Tortoise Cat: The Big One wants to fly away soon, I know, Chameleon.

Chameleon: But we may stay longer, anyway, Tortoise Cat.

Tortoise Cat: Is "quitting" always bad, Chameleon? Is "hanging in here" always better?

Chameleon: Let's play today, no matter what, Tortoise Cat.

Tortoise Cat: OK, Chameleon, let's blur furs -- and scales -- and rumpus up some fun with the squirrels scampering here now.

I'm ready to fly back to this yard!

The Tortoise Cat was dreaming of flying

Tortoise Cat: Chameleon, tell me how the Big One, you and I will fly higher than hawks for a while soon!

Chameleon: Well, I'll gyro-flap my magic wings as usual, Tortoise Cat. But you and the Big One will jet
along at great sky-speeds and adventure vast earthly distances above the clouds with strong, stiff, giant metal wings...!

Tortoise Cat: EYOW...Chameleon, tell me MORE...NOW.

Chameleon: I'll elaborate later. Now let's dream how.

Tortoise Cat: OK, I'll blur my furs a while, then dream we're flying among these firs soon, then dream gyro-winging and jetting above clouds and hawks later.

Chameleon: OK, Tortoise Cat.

Rumors on the wind trouble the Tortoise Cat

Tortoise cat: Chameleon, I smell messages in the breezes, telling of new travels to happen in a while. The Big One must be plotting a big move soon. But I hate rides!

Chameleon: Yes, we'll be adventuring forth. You will gain more territories in the deal, Tortoise Cat. And you will fly -- higher than hawks.

Tortoise Cat: EYOW...! How, Chameleon?

Chameleon: I will tell you later, Tortoise Cat, but you won't believe me.

Sunbathing, this Tortoise Cat forgets troubles again

Tortoise Cat: What was I wagging off about a little while ago Chameleon?

Chameleon: Much...! Shall I elaborate? Pictures of the old big ones' former cat; not getting outside while the Big One travels; getting the string snagged; and...

Tortoise Cat: Not now...nevermind...until.

Tortoise Cat complains blogging is less fun than most catty activities

Tortoise Cat: Chameleon, isn't it easier to live than blog about life? When the Big One is away, though, I feel like complaining.

Chameleon: Yes, big ones often blog to complain, but that's optional. Short stories and impressions are more fun to commemorate, I opine.

Tortoise Cat: Well, Chameleon, my impression is that the ground is icy and frigid while the air is warmer, but Cat-Grass Season is still days of whiles away from NOW.

Chameleon: We didn't see any shadows on Groundhog Day, but the day after was brightly sunny, I recall, so maybe the grasses will sprout early for you around here, Tortoise Cat.

Tortoise Cat: The biggest Raccoon snuffled the window last night and we agreed warmer days cannot arrive too soon.

Chameleon: Another story is how you watch from inside the big, tall window how the critters and birds keep gobbling the nuts and seeds the Big One replenishes every day, but when you creep onto the steps, they all scurry and flap away -- wary neighbors they all are around here, still.

Tortoise Cat: But those stories are putting me to sleep already, Chameleon. Dreams -- already beginning to dazzle and blur life -- seem much more fun and exciting suddenly.

Chameleon:OK then, let us cat-nap until the Big One returns.
Tortoise Cat: ZZZZZZZ!

Tortoise Cat contemplates blogging more during the next Cat-Grass Season

Tortoise Cat: Chameleon, I want to blog more often, starting soon...perhaps when the new Cat-Grass Season begins.

Chameleon: Cat-Grass Season is some long whiles away still, Tortoise Cat.

Tortoise Cat: OK, Chameleon, let us cat-nap-dream on until green grasses sprout.

Chameleon: OK, we'll just post a few pictures of you not blogging yet.

Tortoise Cat: OK, but pass the catnap first, please!

Tortoise Cat: EYOW -- Cat-Grass Season is over!

Tortoise Cat: Chameleon, Cat-Grass Season is over. This new home territory is some colder than wherever that was we lived before, isn't it?

Chameleon: Yes, Tortoise Cat, there are more critters and trees here, but fewer degrees. The Deeper-Dreaming Season -- my favorite -- has begun.

Tortoise Cat: EYOW, I dread the frosty, icy stones stinging my toes!

Chameleon: But, remember, you have some more cushions here, too.

Tortoise Cat: EYOW, I meant to learn hibernation. Maybe during the next Cat-Grass Season I shall succeed.

Chameleon: Dream on it, Tortoise Cat!

Tortoise Cat: Now Chameleon, can you blow some of your hot air on my paws while I tiptoe-rumpus a while in these amazing, smelly grayish-purple leaves (that the Big One insists "glow golden, orange and yellow")?