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?

EYOW..Long whiles passed since I showed and told what's happening!

The Big One and I strolled and prowled, then Cat-Grass Season ended...

Then, then and then I've been inside cat-nap dreaming with Chameleon, except for strolling these halls and quick nose-pokes outside every day. Maybe the Big One will snap a picture of me soon.

Here's a pic showing what's outside now--except today's sharp shadows for any Groundhogs:

Last Cat-Grass Season I played and stalked and basked (under) here!

Cat-Grass Season where are you?

Tortoise Cat: I'm mew-zing Cat-Grass Season will spring in a shorter while! The Chameleon dreams deeper all winter and when I join in we fly through muscle-twitching, startle-full adventure after adventure. Yes, I fly on griffin dream-wings and Chameleon shape-shifts into a dragon (or whatever)! But awakening every day, I long to prowl our grounds around here! During this saddening, maddening shivery season I oversee much from the window. Then, the Big One and I begin strolling outside anyway. But back down to earth my paws usually pause at ice and snow barriers.

Look here -- I helped the Big One snap pictures showing me in my favorite territory-watching window:

The "critter-tree" behind me is still leafless and birdless, but squirrels play in it daily.

Turn your back and a bunny bounds by!

EYOW...Let me snap-play too, OK?

Can I sit still for a moment? OK.

There's my favorite scene -- evergreens cheer me, while I await fresh Cat-Grasses.

Chameleon: I stirred from my dreams long enough to compose those "cat-capture" captions, I'll have you know.

Snowy days activate catnap-dreaming

Tortoise Cat's Big One: Through this snowy day my Tortoise Cat colleague cat-nap-dreams her outdoor prowling and playing, glancing out this bigger northwest-facing window only occasionally -- a most cursory territorial inspection.

Chameleon: Why not join in? We're flying and funning with snow-birds -- really!

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.

Next memory: Oak sapling munches

In mid-November 2012, late Cat-Grass Season, this happened: Mmm...Yum!

Fleeting memory: Windy days best for rushing up trees

On a gusty, late October 2012 day this happened...

Tortoise Cat: Chameleon, I rushed up a tree in the breezes, then down head-first, then rolled both ways, then munched cat-grass -- fun! Now I'm heading toward the shrubbery to hide from stronger wind gusts.

Chameleon: OK, Tortoise Cat. Sun fun!