A Birthday, Woofies and a Visit.

 Hello felines!  Our Mom had a long weekend thanks to Labor Day!  We kept her hopping.  First off, it was my birthday!  I, Winston, turned 12!   Mom brought out the nip and some merry making ensued.  Mom said she needs to wait until the end of the week before I get some lovely, new feline toy.
Guess what else?!  Grandmum came down for a visit.   They went for a walk in the park.   Grandmum petted about 7 or 8 woofies.  (Seriously, no kidding, at least!) Here are photos of 3 of them!

 These two big dogs are Great Danes.  Our Mom was mystified by their size.  She thought they looked like ponies!  The nice owner said they were big teddy bears.

 Then this (our Mom's words) super cute chunky bull dog.     He was sweet (for a woofie), too.
All that walking makes a body tired so they dropped by the cafe for refreshment.

 Our Mom had a date bar.

 Our Grandmum had the white chocolate raspberry cheesecake.  Isn't the cinnamon sugar design pretty?

 This is me, Winston, again.  Apparently 12 years makes me a senior.  I think I look very dashing and debonair for my age.  Grandmum said I was the biggest cat she has seen.   It's all fluff and muscle, kitties!  Grandmum tried to hug me but I would have none of it!  

 The park was very relaxing.  Windy but nice.  Except for the dogs.  Which we think were totally unnecessary .
After the walk, they came back to the apartment and had lunch and then they played games.   Don't you think Miss Emily looks scarifying!  She was all over that stuffed dragonfly.  I didn't think I would ever get a chance to play with it.

 Emily tuckered out and victorious.

I'll sign off for now kitties.  Winston kitty who is patiently waiting for his b-day present.  Now that I'm officially a senior (at least according to the vet) I expect something pretty fantastic as a gift.
Purrs to all,
Winston (the birthday boy)
and Miss Emily (too tuckered out from playing)