Room mates 301 - Yours Mine and MINE

Hello MY Darlings!

In the continuing saga about room mates, I thought speak on the aspects of  'food sharing'. 

After all (don't you agree) this is not unlike human children and sibling rivalry (giggling with paw on hip).

Being the ultimate Diva of my kingdom and calling all the shots, it can be quite surprising when your own food gets stolen (right under the hands of the lady in waiting....how does that happen (looking peeved...I ask you)!!!.

Knight Chambers

I've had lots of practice (mirror..mirror....on..the wall....) watching those British epic Edwardian drama series  'Downton Abbey...one 'Drama Queen' for another. Sr. Sammy has been out on patrol duty for most of the night (I heard him come in around 3 a.m. The familiar ring tone of his bell on his collar is like distinctive paw print).  So I let him sleep in. 
                                   
My morning started off with usual, routine of warm milk, stretches, ablutions,  going though my agenda with my PR person and organizing staff, making sure we are all on MY page.

No question "Alpha" is best

I heard the familiar dinner gong ......food (well my stomach usually let me know before then -- LOL).  Ah yes....perhaps  "Pheasant Under Glass or (Paw)". With anchovies an an appetizer??? (lips smacks, tongue moves from side to side like a pendulum in purfect rhythm). Not like those humans with unpredictable wind screen wipers -- ah ha that is where the word "intermittent" was developed on purpose

Knight delights - feast NOT famine!

 MY food had been carefully prepared just to my liking, I was called away to deal with a minor matter.   

(Sr. Knight...thinks.....my tummy is rumbling.....Well, after being on a grueling patrol over rugged terrain and not much food I was starving.) No filed mice to be had.

Safe in the castle ....I had to grab anything I could.....I didn't see a name...however ....now I DO SEE...the feeding station has a noble mat??  

My "Giddy Aunt" my food is gone........my 'Lady in Waiting' didn't see anything......????

The "Royal We" is not AMUSED

Well, the mystery has to be resolved (with a wry smile)....ummm let see if  "two can play this came"...
 

Opps...caught  "after the fact"

(Queen...thinks) intuitive whiskers quivering....Eureka.....I feel a Sherlock Holmes idea coming on. Body language, posturing....that's it...all will be revealed.


I will do the "Royal Diva"
and make my rounds......

Diva Queen gets the spoils

One has to simply know where to look ......."a sprat to cat a mackerel"  (small expenditure made, or a small risk taken, in the hope of a large or significant gain, recorded from the mid 19th century). 


Besides which, I order the food stores anyway LOL (wink wink)!!

Well MY Darlings......

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Knight Quest: In Search of the Holy Cat Grail

Hello MY Darlings!

I have been busy writing decrees and commissioning......

"Sir Sammy" is on a Knight's quest in search of the Holy Cat Grail.

Dawn breaks upon the kingdom

There have been eerie noises emanating from the hallways and peripheral grounds of my kingdom.  Workmen have been rebuilding the walls of my castle since the last siege.  Nothing more than a few crumbling stones ....nothing of great magnitude. Clanging swing-stage break the sounds of morning silence when I demand my sleep. Nothing to say of the privacy issues.  This requires Knight Sammy to be on 24 hour guard, the most honored in my cat kingdom. The look and stealth of a noble family.        

The Journey Begins: Into the uncertain mist

The journey is set to begin at dawn, my dark knight is set to embrace adversity, fearless and undaunted by the face of mystery. Poised strength is his cloak that awaits dawn's early rise.

"Go Sir Knight, be valiant"!

Noble "Black Knight"

Chiseled face and expressive eyes carve out the mission quest with determination.
 

Noble knight raises the position of our humble kingdom by being part of it. I am fearless, "I will stalk the night moving with stealth into the dawns early light, perhaps a few field mouse to give me strength for my journey".

My super cape with special Star will guide my path

Holy Grail Chalice

Eloriomonous Moat

Ashness Bridge - Keswick - Cumbria UK

Long ago my ancestors were known for their hunting skills and stunning intellect...I will bring all this to the surface......fast flowing rivers and mountains are not an obstacle but a welcomed 
challenge. "Oh Holy Grail lead me to you".

Perhaps some delightful salmon pate on route.....


The Holy Grail Cat Chalice: is to be furnished from fine leaded crystal resplendent of Cumberland distinction.  Humans often refer to the shape as Brandy Snifter. Only the Queen of the Kingdom is allowed to partake of it's contents after her servant tests the royal morsels.

The word chalice derives from the Greek kalyx through the Latin calyx, in which it simply means ‘cup’. A chalice is, in fact, simply a cup meant to hold drinkable liquid, although it has come to have more specific connotations. Generally chalices are looked upon as religious objects, and in the modern world are most often associated with Christian masses, out of which the Eucharist wine is drunk.

The most common shape for a chalice is with a large bowl on top, with a stem that widens out as it goes down to a flat base. Most chalices have fairly wide bowls, but some are smaller, sometimes then referred to instead as a goblet. Because of its central place in the Mass, as well as its material beauty, the Christian chalice is usually treated with a great deal of respect and reverence.

Word back from the palace .......Sr. Sammy walked for miles on his 14 trek. The treasure buried was finally found in a remote location called "The Beaches"in sandy soil, partially dried elements were left in the archaeological dig.



Dusty, tired paws covered in sand and his coat and cape worn by the adventure.

Ah Bliss after Pampering

All in a Knights work. Resting my paws

 He was treated to the Royal treatment by grooming by the ladies in waiting, where his whiskers and coat were shone to perfection. 

A hearty dish and a smile from his Queen gave him the satisfaction of his noble duty.



Well, MY Darlings, I am delighted to be dining once again in Royal style.  Sr. Sammy is now on retreat after a valiant journey.

Queen Diva Nods to her Knight!

**Happy Mothers Day***

Next post: -- Afternoon at the Palace Royal.....what will it be like?
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