Where's Murphy????

I've been trying to simplify my life lately and moved all the stuff from Murphy's blog, Cat Tales by Murphy, to this blog.  That seemed to help but then I forgot to post my latest on him.  This is from a few weeks ago when our grand daughters visited. 

This is Aubrey, the oldest of our granddaughters, sneaking up on Murphy first thing in the morning. Murphy usually flees the scene when our grandchildren arrive. One of their favorite past times is trying to find Murphy so they can hug on him and love him. He just doesn’t appreciate it.

This is Aubrey scratching Murphy’s ears. This is about 2 seconds before Murphy’s paw shoots out

and pops her on the arm … and he flees the scene.

This is Murphy hiding out on the porch where he thinks no one can see him.

Yes, Murphy is alive and doing well.

Things I Like

A door plaque at Anne's House.

Flags displayed so proudly.

And elephants in hidden gardens.

Anne's Rock Garden

When you think of a “rock garden” I know this is nothing like you would have imagined.

Folks around here have a thing about rocks - at least in my family. And my sister Anne (aka GammieAnne to her grandchildren) is the only one I know of who puts them so proudly on display. She also has an elephant in her yard. We’ll talk about that another time.

Real, bona-fide Kentucky Lake rocks.

White Paper

If anyone places anything white on our floor, Murphy thinks it is his job to sit on it.

It doesn't make any difference what the white thing is ... a piece of paper, bed linens, my underwear .... just anything white.  And he always has the same pose or sits the same way, like he's trying to hatch it.

We used to have a dog that did the same thing.

Does anyone know why they do this?