Last Saturday before we left for our Easter vacation we went to the annual Easter Parade downtown. Everyone was invited to enter a float or at least come to watch the parade.
Ramos’ people mommie entered a homemade float. She made a wooden platform which she attached to the top of her garden wagon. With a small chain fastened to the wagon and tied to the riding mower she was able to pull the float.
top of the float she had made a small white picket fence which outlined the floor of the float. She put straw on the floor and she “planted” artificial flowers in each corner. It actually looked cute.
Ramos and two of his
little sisters were put on the float. His mommie borrowed a couple hens from one of the neighbors. Then she asked Mommie if I could go along for the ride. YIPEE!! Ramos’ mommie doesn’t know it but Ramos and I have worked
out a “routine” to wow the spectators.
Our routine is this: As Ramos walks around the floor I jump on and off his back. For a while I just ride contentedly on his back. In the yard this worked out perfectly.
However, when being pulled by a lawn mower over streets that aren’t exactly smooth, it didn’t work too well.
Our routine went pretty good until the parade hit the brick street. As Ramos was walking, he tripped a little and I missed
his back and went over the fence out into the street. Since the float was going pretty slow I thought I would be able to catch up with the float and get back on.
WRONG. Someone in the crowd picked me up and looked to see if I was hurt.
I wasn’t. I just wanted to get back on the float.
It took Mommie two hours to find me because she wasn’t right at the point where I fell off. Someone turned me in to the parade promoters. Finally Mommie heard the announcement
over the loud speaker about a “cute gray and black tabby, probably about a year old that fell off a float.” Mommie ran to collect me at the parade office.
Ramos’s float won 2nd place. It got special recognition
for originality – especially the Goat / Cat exhibition.
Boy, was I tired that night. Cute, huh?
THEY'RE NOT DONE YET! YIPPEE!!
Last night Mommie was making brownies for the
church supper tonight. She opened the oven door to check if they were done yet by sticking a toothpick into the baked dough.
Not done yet. Yippee!! Some of the batter stuck to the toothpick. When Mommie left the room I
jumped onto the counter and licked the brownie toothpick. Yum yum.
Mommie forgot that she had used the toothpick before -- and she didn't know I had licked it -- so she used the same one again.
It's OK, I don't have very many germs.