Eric: The weather stayed dry so we took mum for another walk. Flynn was listening to mousies so I crept up on him.
He jumped into the hedge after it, but this one got away. He will be back looking for it again tomorrow.
Then we sat in the grass for a while and did a bit of nomming.
Flynn was still listening for mousies, but I kept nomming.
Then Flynn decided it was time to walk again, so I had to follow him. That boy can't sit still for two minutes!
I climbed on the hedge to look at the sheep but couldn't see them.
I looked the other way but still couldn't see them. They must have moved into another field.
Then bliss! I found some pheasant poop and was going to have a good roll in it, but mum saw me and shouted at me. I ignored her so she pushed me away from it, so I bit her. It wasn't a hard bite, just a warning bite to leave me alone because I wanted the poop. Do you know what she did? She smacked my bottom. How dare she! I may report her for cruelty.
All the time this was happening, Mr.Goody Twoshoes Flynn was sat posing in the sun so she would tell him what a good handsome boy he is. BLECH!
Eric: The weather stayed dry so we took mum for another walk. Flynn was listening to mousies so I crept up on him.
He jumped into the hedge after it, but this one got away. He will be back looking for it again tomorrow.
Then we sat in the grass for a while and did a bit of nomming.
Flynn was still listening for mousies, but I kept nomming.
Then Flynn decided it was time to walk again, so I had to follow him. That boy can't sit still for two minutes!
I climbed on the hedge to look at the sheep but couldn't see them.
I looked the other way but still couldn't see them. They must have moved into another field.
Then bliss! I found some pheasant poop and was going to have a good roll in it, but mum saw me and shouted at me. I ignored her so she pushed me away from it, so I bit her. It wasn't a hard bite, just a warning bite to leave me alone because I wanted the poop. Do you know what she did? She smacked my bottom. How dare she! I may report her for cruelty.
All the time this was happening, Mr.Goody Twoshoes Flynn was sat posing in the sun so she would tell him what a good handsome boy he is. BLECH!
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ReplyDeleteThat is indeed a furry handsome portrait of you in the sun...and poor Eric he was tryin your Mom, but I think she told him "NO pheasant poop" and meant it!
Purr on
Abby
But Eric, rolling in poop means you have to get a bath!
ReplyDeleteYour mum may have been right. If you keep rolling in their poop, the pheasants will keep coming back. Who would want that?
ReplyDeleteI guess you'll have to do your poop rolling when Mom isn't looking. You guys have a great weekend!
ReplyDeleteEric, you've got to get over the pheasant poop; it only leads to baths and trouble!...Flynn, you're looking good in the sun...Have a great weekend...xo...Calle, Halle, Sukki
ReplyDeleteNot the pheasant poop again! Good to be out and about though. Too bad you missed getting the mousie. Next time!
ReplyDeleteWhat a grate walk! You has such interesting times.
ReplyDeleteI not say nuffin bout the poop rolling, or the bittie or the spanking...
You look very handsome Flynn.
Has a grate weekend dudes!
TK
Can you explain to us the excitement of rolling in goose pheasant poop? We just can't figure it out.
ReplyDeleteYou guys are totally rulers of the mousie empire!!
ReplyDeleteEric! You had to get your bottom popped! Shame on you!
ReplyDeleteA nice sunny day, we saw a mousie outside the other morning. We couldn't go and chase.
ReplyDeleteMan--just when you were going to get a good roll!
ReplyDeletehehehehe that you almost rolled in pheasant poop! Sounds like fun, at least to MaoMao anyway. :)
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Is your mom feeding you? If she is, then she had the right to pop you on your bottom for eating poop. Great job Flynn for being the good boy.
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pee pee ess--pheasant poop? duhr.
The indignity.. If you boys need some back up just shout ad I will be there.. Love the walk you had and wish I could have been there.. Have a good weekend.. Hugs GJ xx
ReplyDeleteYou meant Mean Snuggly Ladies smack you on the bum when you bite even when you're a Big Kitty? The mean Snuggly Lady smacked my bum when I bit her when she wouldn't let me defeat the Big Kitty Boy! Do Big Kitties still get squirted with the Bad Cat water too?
ReplyDeleteMousies hide in hedges? What's a hedge? My mousies hide in my basket!
~Tenzing!
I don't think humands will ever understand the wonder of rolling in poop.
ReplyDeleteWe see you both had another exciting day! Sorry you missed the mousie, Flynn, but we're sure you'll get him another day. Eric, we dunno about the pheasant poop. We've never smelled any, so we don't know how terrific it is to roll in, but we'll take your word for it. Absolutely no biting the hand that feeds you, though! That's just bad form.
ReplyDeleteEric,
ReplyDeleteWe've got pheasants in our garden at the moment ~ so we're gonna hunt for pheasant poop and then roll innit!
Flynn looks very handsome!
Eric, sometimes Mom "pops" us in the nose if we give her a little bitey, or if Whitey gives her a hissy when she wants him to move off a chair!
ReplyDeleteIsn't that against the law or something?
What a wonderful walk you took your mommy on! Flynn is such a good hunter, I'm sure that mousie won't escape him a second time.
ReplyDeleteI think your mommy is only trying to keep you healthy, Eric -- that's why she doesn't want you eating the pheasant poop! What's up with that anyway?
I mean it's one thing to roll in it, but to eat it??? Can't account for some tastes, I guess.
It wasn't good to bite mommy, either. No wonder she gave you a whap on the butt. No harm done.
Ewwww - rolling in pheasant poop!
ReplyDeleteSniffie and the Florida Furkids
It looks like you were having a good time out in the fields today.
ReplyDeleteWe have been outside a lot of today but don't have any fields to roam in - you are so lucky.
We can only hope that some mice break into our garden and wait for us to chase them!!
Mum managed to find the link to the cat blogoshere.
We can't wait until our grass starts to green up and we can nom it.
ReplyDeleteSorry she doesn't understand about the pleasures of poop and that she swatted your behind!
Hhhhmmmm. We don't think we know what rolling in pheasant poop feels like. Is it blissful?
ReplyDeleteLuf, Us
Now I am feeling better I have been out mousing as well. Thank you for all your kind wishes recently when I wasn't feeling well, everyone's healing purrs obviously helped to get me better.
ReplyDeleteFAZ
You are wonderful hunter dear friends!
ReplyDeleteAnd also you could do a beautiful carrier like model, because you really know how to pose for a camera!
Adorable pictures!
Have a nice Sunday,
purrs
Luna
Eric, my mommie wants to know whether you think that Rosie would like l'essence de poop de pheasant?
ReplyDeleteThat looked like a fun walk. Mommie says that I can't go outside today because it's rainy and muddy. I'll have to content myself with my crinkle balls and feather wand.
~Emerson
Pheasant poop? Now, that does sound interesting!
ReplyDeleteGASP! She smacked you? How very rude! But..well....hoomins really don't like it when we bite them. Even if they deserve it.
ReplyDeleteWe can't believe all the mousies haven't left your farm knowing that you two are on patrol!! And Eric, maybe you ought to stay out of the pheasant poop...but it does sound kinda interesting!
ReplyDeleteYou two are so lucky to have so many wonderful places to explore there!
ReplyDeleteWe know how disappointed you were to be stopped from rolling in the pheasant poop! Ah, but your Mum might have given you a ::whispers:: bath afterwards.
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