olive and glenn frey
insist on helping me
with the process of
sorting paperwork and doing bills.
they have been training for years
and clearly feel they are financial wizards.
—
“cats can work out mathematically
the exact place to sit that will cause most inconvenience.”
-pam brown
something tells me that
perhaps the wrong cat
drank the rescue remedy calming drops
from the water bowl.
one is facedown in a bowl of seashells
while the other, (my intended target)
is busy outside
standing up on two feet
looking in at me through the window
and meowing loudly.
—
“mixing one’s wines may be a mistake, but old and new wisdom mix admirably.”
-bertolt brecht
one of my daughter’s long-legged black cats
who i collectively refer to as ‘the nathans,’
enjoying a swing.
as of this posting,
he has never expressed a desire to be a dancer.
—
“just because you have long legs doesn’t mean you’ll be happy as a rockette.”
– nicholas lore
when glenn had to go through painful surgery
and was at last home again
tiny sweet olive
approached him gently
touched her head to his
let him eat their favorite food first
and moved quietly
next to him
at his special place by the window
just lying there
in silence
for hours on end
while he recovered
offering him
the quiet comfort
of their tender friendship.
—
“besides love and sympathy,
animals exhibit other qualities
connected with the social instincts
which in us would be called moral.”
― charles darwin
my daughter’s two cats
copy her two art cats
all four posed and looking out her window
perhaps watching for two birds
who might be copying two art birds.
—
“as long as you’re being a copycat, you will never be the best copycat.”
-eric thomas
glen frey the cat not the rockstar
has been rescued by me
twice now
both times from precarious situations
he was always very skittish and fearful of most everything
probably based on the traumatic experiences he’d been through
but
after the second time
he suddenly
became very affectionate
and clearly decided
that it was important
to remind me of this
each morning around 3:30
he does this in a way
that there can be no doubt
jumping on my bed
nuzzling/pummeling me with his head
kneading everything he can find
purring loudly
circling around me
and somehow it feels like he is
an giant octopus nudging me to wake up with his head and eight hands
until i am sufficiently awake
then he finally settles in
laying on my feet
with what feels like an immovable 237 pounds or so of pure cat muscle
and promptly goes to sleep
snoring and in deep r.e.m.
maybe he thinks we are on guard duty and need to take shifts?
who needs an alarm?
—
“i read that when cats are cuddling and kneading you, and you think it’s cute,
they’re really just checking your vitals for weak spots.”
-kandyse mcClure
yes,
perhaps my cat grass
has gotten a little out of hand
and may be better suited
for a jungle cat rather than a house cat….
—
“and i’d like to give my love to everybody,
and let them know that
the grass may look greener on the other side,
but believe me, it’s just as hard to cut.”
-little richard
—
credit: mentalfloss magazine
two aussie grandies
heads topped with bouncing blonde hair
all settled into their new home in america
go out and rescue
rwo smooth black velvet-covered cats
who were waiting and hoping
to settle into their own new home
and soon
they all share a space
and
it is
very comfortable and warm
for all of them
just in time
for christmas.
—
people who love cats have some of the biggest hearts around. ~susan easterly
and what cat
could resist
the sharing
of
fingertips
full of
sweet and magical dots
called
astronaut ice cream?
