Hats Aren't for Every Day...

Sweet baby kitty Juliette learned this lesson the other day when I bought my very first bottle of gin (more on that coming soon). I was standing in the liquor store on Saturday, staring at an entire wall of gin and completely confused, when a liquor store guy took pity on me and offered to help with my selection. He rattled off a few different brands, but when he mentioned that the bottle of Broker's came with a freebie, this Jewish girl knew it was for her. And just what was this free gift, you ask?

A plastic hat!

Doesn't Juliette look posh with her wee plastic bowler hat? Now, I won't name names, but one of us wants Juliette to wear the hat all the time, and one of us thinks her mommy is insane and doesn't want to wear the hat at all. So, we've come to a compromise: hats aren't for every day, just for special occasions.


And whenever her mommy wants her to wear one.

She's Ready for Her Close-Up Now

As Sarah over at Pretty Bird Press so kindly pointed out, I omitted one resident of LiggiLand in my previous post: my sweet baby kitty Juliette. Since this simply won't do, I've decided to correct the error with a Julie-centric post. This is sure to be the first of several (many?).


Juliette is 11 years old and very small, just around 6 1/2 pounds. She is full of spunk and sass and energy, and still plays like a kitten.



Like any good cat, she's also a bit of a diva, and loves her some shoes.



She also loves to sleep, which is when I get some of my favorite pictures of her.


As you might have guessed by now, Juliette is a pretty big part of our lives. We love her like a furry child. And since we don't have any human children, that's as much as we can imagine loving something right now.

Coming soon: building a fountain in the front garden. Stay tuned!