WORDLESS WEDNESDAY WITH DANTE: WHY?

THURSDAY IN THE GARDEN WITH DANTE: SNOW BUSINESS!

According to Dante, there's "no business like 'snow' business", like no business he knows! And if Dante has his druthers, he would rather do his business outdoors in the fresh air (where no air fresheners are required).

The snow makes for a PURRfect potty. As you have seen in numerous pictures, Dante's butt is among the furriest, so the cold doesn't present any problem for his tushie.

Point made!

Also, if you recall, Dante is Secretary of Fertilization for the Society of Feline Gardeners. So, even though he has nothing to fertilize at this time of year, he likes to keep in practice and hone his technique.

It's a long trek out to the OUThouse!

The snow is nice and deep here. It's a good place to dig the potty.

 

"Ah!  Weleef at last!"

"Oops!  Pawdon!"

"Da cover-up is a verreh impawtant step! If yoo doan do it, yoo cud STEP in it!

 

And after completing all of his business, step-by-step, Dante rushes off back to the warmth of the house.

One thing about snow, though -- you can never count on it. It's not very dependable. It likes to sneak up on you when you least expect it, and then it just vanishes into thin air (from whence it came).

This is 24 hours later, after some rain ...

 

"Ware did all the snow go?"

"Dere's not even enuff to scwape into a liddle pile to poo in!"

 

"Oh well -- litterbox heer I come!"

And such are the vagaries of Snow Business! One day you're at the top, and the next you're down.

WORDLESS WEDNESDAY WITH DANTE: SWEATER BOY!

HAPPY NEW YEAR FROM DANTE!

It's 2011, and so far Dante's really digging it!!!

(You'll want to biggify this one!)

Dante speaks for his brother, sister, mommy and daddy as he wishes all of his furiends in the Cat Blogosphere, and beyond, a very healthy, happy and prosPURRous New Year.

Mommy sends her aPAWlogies because she's been busy making lots of LOLs today for the LOLSpot, and doesn't have time to visit efurryone.  She has to spend time with her family (that includes me), too!  She thinks you should do the same.

Love,

Dante

(with lots of Maine Coon hugs and kisses)



ADOORABLE DANTE!

Well, heer I am still outside.  I thought I would make a point by standing right by da door.

But I wuz gonna ignore da Mama -- why give her da satisfaction?

So I looks off into da distance.  A mancat needs his dignitty.

So far, I has not resorted to beggin'.

But enuff is enuff!  "Mama, may I pleez go inside now?"  Notice how polite I am.

An' do yoo think dat made any diffurence?  Not a whit!  She jus' started to take anudder movie of me.  So, I walked off da set!!!

Finally, I decidid to take things into my own paws.  I pushed on da door an' said "Open says me!"  An' guess what?

It worked! 

Ah, time fur a nap.

THE END (fur real this time)

DANTE AL FRESCO!

Mama has dis thing about "gettin' some fresh air"!  Since all dat white stuff got stuck on da ground, I'd radder stay inside where it's warm, but she has udder ideas.

Mama tole me "Al Fresco" means "in de fresh air".  But, I dont know why she makes ME stay outside, when it's really "Al" who is "Fresco"!    Yoo never heers anyone say "Dante Fresco" do yoo?

I gets captured and put on my leash.  Heer I am sittin' on da frozen ground.

Is not so much fun, so I ask mama nicely if I can go back inside.

Much to my chagrin, she just says "You need some fresh air, Dante!"   Ack!!!

So at leest I takes a spot on da porch where it is dry and not cold on my feets.

But suckah dat I am, I asks again.  "Mama, may I pleez go inside now?"

Dat one wuz a 'no-go', too!

I tries my very bestest pleading.  "Pleez, mama, pleez, purrty pleez?  Fur da luff of Cod, let me in!"

An' do ya think she lissens to me?  Of course not!  Instead she decides ta take a movie pickshur of me suffering dese Arktick tempurratures!

Yoo will notice dat I tries my best ta ignore my Mama, but she just keeps on natterin'!  Is not DAT cold, she says!  Harumph!  An' den she calls me a 'good boy'.  Duz I need ta be frozen ta be a good boy?  Is dat what it takes?  A Dante pawpsicle?

Maybe if I poses nicely fur her, she will finally let me in.

Heer's a nice one!  Mama says you shud BIGGIFY it fur da 'Wow' factor.

It's not over yet.  Come back tomorrow, same time, same place to see what happens.  Will I live happily and warmly efur after or NOT?

(Not quite)  THE END

WORDLESS WEDNESDAY WITH DANTE: SANTA BABY!