Friday Flashback and Caturday Art.

 The Friday Flashback this week comes from September 2012 when we took part in Meow Like a Pirate Day.

We Join the Fives Sibes with our flashback.

It is also dedicated to Jean who comments as "In Lucy's Memory". She lost her beloved Lucy on 18.09.2012. She leaves a lovely comment every week even though she doesn't blog. A few years ago she asked if I could post some photos in memory of Lucy for her, and I decided to do the same again this year. Thank you for loyalty, Jean.

Arrr, it be a strange thing. There we were thinking back on the year gone by when we stumbled over an object on the ground. Garr shiver me timbers! It be an ancient map.

I Cap'n Red Eric Nobeard looked away into the distance an' remembered times gone past when suddenly I heard an excited holler from my first mate Barnacle Breath Flynn.

BBF: Ahoy thar Cap'n! Tis a miracle! Look yonder and what do 'ee see? Tis a mystical island appeared next to the Bridge of No Return.

BBF: I be ready Cap'n! What be waiting for? There be untold riches waiting out there ripe for the plucking. Arrr it be time to set sail on our trusty ship the Ginger Furball once again.

So us got busy loading up with grog fur the journey and away we sailed.

The waters were calm and we were in no danger of visiting Davy Jones locker, and before long we reached landfall.

Us could see there was a lot of hard work ahead digging for buried treasure, so us got our kit off. Arrr don't get too excited ladies, us did keep our hats on.

It were worth the hard toil though when us found t' treasure chest buried deep below ground. Arrr there be riches a plenty in there to keep us in the good life with all the grog and wenches we could want for.
We left matey Boney guarding our loot while we refreshed ourselves with a mug or two of grog. If any scurvy scoundrel chances his luck with Boney 'twill be a bad mistake to make. Har Har Har!

I am joining Athena, The Cat Goddess for Caturday Art.

I used Renoir at 80%, then Splash at 20%.

For the second picture I used Abstract at 45%, then Scribble at 25%.

117Caturday Art 1 20.09.25
117Caturday Art 2 20.09.25
I am also joining MessyMimi for the blog hop.

Meow like a Pirate Day on Eric's Day Flashback.

Garrr! It be Meow like a pirate day once again, but thee knows it also be Eric's Flashback Day so we be flashing back to 2012.

2014

2012

Arrr, it be a strange thing. There we were thinking back on the year gone by when we stumbled over an object on the ground. Garr shiver me timbers! It be an ancient map.

I Cap'n Red Eric Nobeard looked away into the distance an' remembered times gone past when suddenly I heard an excited holler from my first mate Barnacle Breath Flynn.

BBF: Ahoy thar Cap'n! Tis a miracle! Look yonder and what do 'ee see? Tis a mystical island appeared next to the Bridge of No Return.

BBF: I be ready Cap'n! What be waiting for? There be untold riches waiting out there ripe for the plucking. Arrr it be time to set sail on our trusty ship the Ginger Furball once again.

So us got busy loading up with grog fur the journey and away we sailed.

The waters were calm and we were in no danger of visiting Davy Jones locker, and before long we reached landfall.

Us could see there was a lot of hard work ahead digging for buried treasure, so us got our kit off. Arrr don't get too excited ladies, us did keep our hats on.

It were worth the hard toil though when us found t' treasure chest buried deep below ground. Arrr there be riches a plenty in there to keep us in the good life with all the grog and wenches we could want for.
We left matey Boney guarding our loot while we refreshed ourselves with a mug or two of grog. If any scurvy scoundrel chances his luck with Boney 'twill be a bad mistake to make. Har Har Har!

Meow Like a Pirate Day.

Eric and I always liked to take our pirate adventures together, so this year I decided to have a rerun of  our search for buried treasure from three years ago.

Avast there me hearties! It be I Cap'n Red Eric Nobeard. I been giving some thought to a bottle that were washed ashore just t'other day. Arrr and there be a map with a big bold cross on it. I be wondering what should be done about it.

Arrr Cap'n, I be your trusty second mate Barnacle Breath Flynn an' I be ready for the sailin'. Let's not be wasting time or some bilge rats will be beatin' us to it.

So we set sail in the good ship the Ginger Furball and followed the map until we made landfall.

Well matey Barnacle Breath, you get to digging an' I'll keep a lookout for any scurvy landlubbers or corsairs who be thinking to take the booty from us.

Aye Cap'n. It's best I do the digging or ye will be using the pit for a poop deck. Avast there,I've found the buried treasure. We be rich piratecats. Arrr.

Arr, 'tis true enough, a pirate's life is a good life.

Meow Like a Pirate Day.

Arrr, it be a strange thing. There we were thinking back on the year gone by when we stumbled over an object on the ground. Garr shiver me timbers! It be an ancient map.

I Cap'n Red Eric Nobeard looked away into the distance an' remembered times gone past when suddenly I heard an excited holler from my first mate Barnacle Breath Flynn.

BBF: Ahoy thar Cap'n! Tis a miracle! Look yonder and what do 'ee see? Tis a mystical island appeared next to the Bridge of No Return.

BBF: I be ready Cap'n! What be waiting for? There be untold riches waiting out there ripe for the plucking. Arrr it be time to set sail on our trusty ship the Ginger Furball once again.

So us got busy loading up with grog fur the journey and away we sailed.

The waters were calm and we were in no danger of visiting Davy Jones locker, and before long we reached landfall.

Us could see there was a lot of hard work ahead digging for buried treasure, so us got our kit off. Arrr don't get too excited ladies, us did keep our hats on.

It were worth the hard toil though when us found t' treasure chest buried deep below ground. Arrr there be riches a plenty in there to keep us in the good life with all the grog and wenches we could want for.
We left matey Boney guarding our loot while we refreshed ourselves with a mug or two of grog. If any scurvy scoundrel chances his luck with Boney 'twill be a bad mistake to make. Har Har Har!

Meow Like a pirate Day.

Ahoy thar, it be us, Cap'n Red Eric Nobeard and second mate Barnacle Breath Flynn! We're aft fer Meow Like a Pirate Day again.

We have been very busy sailin' t' seven seas on the good ship Ginger Furball. So busy we didn't have time t' tell of our adventures huntin' down scurvy rats. We be worn out from searchin' for booty from t' Spanish galleon too. Arrr tis a hard time to be a pirate.
Our good matey Mr Puddy has kindly made a picture t' show how hard our life is.


Shiver me timbers! Someone needs keel hauling. Mr Puddy what have you done! Us be telling of hard times and you be showing pictures of us with the ladies of the sea. Twas the fault of the scurvy dog who spiked our grog. T'was a good night though Arrr.

Meow Like a Pirate Day.

Avast there me hearties! It be I Cap'n Red Eric Nobeard. I been giving some thought to a bottle that were washed ashore just t'other day. Arrr and there be a map with a big bold cross on it. I be wondering what should be done about it.

Arrr Cap'n, I be your trusty second mate Barnacle Breath Flynn an' I be ready for the sailin'. Let's not be wasting time or some bilge rats will be beatin' us to it.

So we set sail in the good ship the Ginger Furball and followed the map until we made landfall.

Well matey Barnacle Breath, you get to digging an' I'll keep a lookout for any scurvy landlubbers or corsairs who be thinking to take the booty from us.

Aye Cap'n. It's best I do the digging or ye will be using the pit for a poop deck. Avast there,I've found the buried treasure. We be rich piratecats. Arrr.

Arr, 'tis true enough, a pirate's life is a good life.