Pineapple Mauling Pussycat

Kitties!  

Sweet Pea here.

With a question: 

How could anybody ever think it was *I* who viciously attacked the pineapple on the counter?

Because this face is the perfect picture of innocence.

Right?

Happy Sunday!

XX  The (Alleged) Bromiliad Biter  XX

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Oranges?

Kitties!

Well, to satisfy certain Inquiring Minds, we'd like to report that Mommy picked the oranges, too!

A great big bucket...

...and another HUGE tub--over 60 pounds (27 kilos) of oranges in total.

And just as well, it's probably gonna hit the freezing mark any evening now.

Now you might think "Those aren't oranges, they're GREENS", and you would be correct; they will turn color within a few days once they get indoors and warm up.  Most of them are destined to be sliced and dehydrated--Mommy enjoys a couple slices in her ice water daily and occasionally she throws a couple in her smoothie to give it a citrusy tang.  Since they are all organic with no insecticides, sprays, or wax on the peel they are good to consume completely!

Oh, and one more thing, the most important one, actually: 

We got nip!  

Salem's whingeing lament did the trick.  Here Kona is enjoying a nice nippy bib rub...boy was she wrecked!  Daddy grows some mean greens.

Happy Caturday!

XX  The Greens, The Oranges, and KonaKitty  XX

This has NOTHING to do with Kitties...

...but it's too funny not to share!

Kitties, Daddy is Verreh Pickeh about bananas, they have to be *Just Right* to eat.

(Seriouslies, he'd make Goldilocks look like an amateur if she was judging fruit instead of porridge, beds, etc.)

Anyhoo, he took a bite of this one and it wasn't up to his rigorous ripeness standards...fortunately Mommy likes 'em rotten spotty so he decided to save it for her.  She about died laughing when she got home and saw it on the counter!  Who puts a plastic clothes pin on a banana? 

And yes, she did eat it...in a smoothie, whizzed up with soy milk, fresh pineapple, and coconut.

Happy Tuesday!

XX  The Katnip Lounge  XX

Pea vs Pineapple!

Kitties!

Sweet Pea here.

Do you see what's behind me?  A Pineapple!  And I'm here today with a public service announcement:  these things can not be trusted.

Ever.

The bread, the bananas, and the casaba melon up here with me are all copacetic comestibles...but Pineapples?  They are some Bad Customers.  The prickliest, spiniest, and most likely to be used as a blunt object fruit of 'em all!

I mean, just look at how it's leaning towards me in a menacing manner as I innocently clean my paw!

It needs a Lesson, doesn't it?

Check out what I do to obstreperous bromeliads:

or click HERE

Yes, I know, there's not really a lot of footage featuring me actually killing the Pineapple but you can blame that omission on the cinematographer and her grabby butt-spanking hands.  

Rest assured that I vanquished my foe:

SCORE:

Sweet Pea = 1

Pineapple = 0

Happy Caturday!

XX  Sweet Pea  XX

Red Delicious Sunday

Kitties!

Salem here.

I was airing out my fusty tummy fur here on the Celestial Blankie,

...when Mommy rolled an apple towards me, maniacally cackling something about chicks in a garden, forbidden fruit, and other nonsense.

::pbthbbbbbbbt::

Silly Mommy, everybody knows chickens come from the grocery store, not gardens!

Furthermore, as we all know, no fruit is forbidden from my stringent Quality Control Bunnykicking!

Or biting.

Although I did not bite this particular apple.  The other ones in the fruit bowl bearing fang marks, well, where is the DNA* evidence, I ask you?

I deny any knowledge of that fruit!

This kitties, is the face of innocence.

Happy Sunday!

XX  Salem  XX

*Detecting Naughty Action--thanks, Pasha!

Fruity Fessin' Up on Friday!

Kitties!

Salem here.

Do you want to know a Deep, Dark Secret?

Yes?

You Do?

OK, here it is:

I am an unrepentant Fruit Biter.

Yes, it's true.

'Twas I who wantonly savaged Mommy's Banana.

And that's not all... 

...no fruit is safe from my fiendish fangings!  Cherries, strawberries, apples, pears, peaches--I'll pierce 'em all--and more than once, mind you.  Even cucumbers.  Although I do admit that the watermelon that invaded the kitchen counter this summer was a pretty tough customer.  I may have left that one unsullied.   

Mommy is a mostly begetable-eater, so there's always plenty of fang fodder crying out to be marauded ripening on the counter. She's become resigned accustomed to eating previously tooth tested fruit--just like Daddy who eats pizza after The Baby has licked the cheese, Mommy is a trooper and eats Holey Fruit.  

She better be grateful, is what I say.  Not every Mommy has a Personal Produce Pussycat.

Happy Friday!

XX  Salem  XX