Silly Cats

I'll get to the silly cats in a minute.

Last Saturday I had an opportunity to go over to the Paradise Valley. The Yellowstone river flows through this beautiful valley after leaving Yellowstone Park.

We had just gotten over a foot of snow, so I expected the driving conditions might not be the greatest. I almost talked myself out of going, but decided to brave it. As I drove west on the interstate, which was dry, the snow began disappearing. It seemed odd to me, but the storm apparently missed a large area. 

Once I headed south, there was no evidence of the huge snow storm that covered eastern Montana.

Here is a shot of the western edge of the Absaroka Mountains and the Yellowstone River.

My friend said they only received an inch of snow there and it quickly melted.

 The peaks looked quite dramatic, don't you think?

Now on to the cats.

 Sammy, what are you getting into now?

 There must be something good in the bottom of that jar.

 He's going to get every last drop.

Actually we set him up. Well, he came up with the idea. He stuck his head down in the jar and looked so funny that Tom poured in a little milk to set up a photo op.

This is the desk I work, or attempt to work, at. These two are always jumping up on the desk, trying to walk across my computer, you know, generally bugging me.

When I glanced up the other day, they were just sleeping.

I snapped a few photos and then Sammy put his little arm over Penny. But you can see she woke up and had had enough. She left immediately after.

I took a break and when I came back, they were both snoozing away again.