Back In Black

Simple Sunrise

Black Butterfly

Black and yellow dragonfly

Black cats (Gwendolyn, Loki, Glenda)

Black caterpillars

New table and chairs in the Black Bamboo

Inspirational coffee in the Black Bamboo

Sunset

Happy 3rd Birthday Glenda & Gwendolyn

Glenda (foreground), and Gwendolyn (background) are in the catio looking for birthday birds. They were born on July 4, 2020.

Gwendolyn: “Three Years! That makes me like 28 years old!”

Gwendolyn (looking at the camera) and Glenda napping together on the deck.

Glenda reflecting

Spunk wrote a Heavy Metal parody called Death To All But Kitties for Glenda and Gwendolyn for their 3rd birthday. The lyrics are brutal, so dog lovers might not take well to Spunk’s parody. All of the cats dislike dogs, but Gwendolyn despises dogs more than anything. The first time Tristan brought Jake to the house, Gwendoly injured her spine trying to escape the monster dog that invaded her space. Jake only be’d a dog, but he really scared Gwendolyn. She lost the use of her legs for a week from her spinal injury. We were really worried about her. When she has gotten careless jumping on things or playing rough with the other kitties, she has reinjured her spine and again lost mobility in her hind legs. She still high-tails it when Tristan brings the dogs over, but she hasn’t injured herself in over a year.

Death To All But Kitties
Lyrics by Spunk Kitty
Music by Steel Panther

All right!
Meow!

Down with stupid dogs, I’m spraying on the wall
They look like shaggy retards licking on their balls
Pluto is a fool, and so is Scooby doo
Sniffing each other’s butts and rolling in their poo

They lick their butts, and people’s faces with their grody tongues
Everybody shout, “Kitties rule! Cats are fun!”

Death to all but kitties
Death to all but kitties
Death to all but kitties

Death to all Dalmatians. Did you get their gist?
They’re whizzing on the fires, getting burnt to a crisp
Wearing black polka dots, really stupid critters
Eating Tootsie Rolls that we bury in our litter

Where are the Stray Cats? And Sylvester, too?
We strut around and act weird; that’s what kitties do

Death to all but kitties
Death to all but kitties
Death to all but kitties

Kill those dumb old doggies who have a pedigree
They can hump on your leg all night; you won’t disagree

Kill sassy Lassie leaving Timmy in the well
Kill Old Yeller too. Been done? Oh, what the hell?
Screw Lady and the Tramp, death to Red Dog Blue
They can do the doggie shag. Wouldn’t that be cool?

Frankenweenie is a drag, Snoopy, don’t come home
Let ’em fight it out in a thunder dome

Death to all but kitties
Death to all but kitties
Death to all but kitties

7 @ 7:07

We had a cat 7 on the bed this morning. Having all seven cats on the bed at the same time is an extremely rare event. The cats from left to right: Glenda, Silver, Loki, Gwendolyn, Marble, Sasha, and Spunk.

I stayed in bed for an hour after I woke up. I wanted to let mostly sleeping cats lie. It was cold as hell inside and even colder outside when I got out of bed and checked the temperatures at 7:07 AM. It was probably a few degrees colder outside at 6:00 AM when I woke up. It was obviously cold enough that all the cats felt the need to be in bed with us.

The moon shining on Venus.

The cloud looked a little fishy.

The Temperature’s Rising

Well, ya’ll, Spunk here. The temperature’s rising, and while the Paparazzo waters, he pesters us with his clicks. He’s such a pest, but at least the flowers are blooming.

Wisteria hanging in the hood

It’s me, Glenda. I’m enjoying the heat, the cat tree, and the blooming blooms! Fortunately, the pesky Paparazzo is smart enough to know he doesn’t need to water the cat tree. However, we need to make him understand he doesn’t need to water cats the same as plants when we are outside.

Bearded Iris

Look deep into my eyes, pesky Paparazzo! You are feeling sleepy, and sleepier. You’re asleep! You will not pour water on me or the other kitties when we are outdoors. We are Cats, not Plants!

Austrian Copper and Lady Banks

Good evening! Gwendolyn here. Let me tell you that the pesky Paparazzo Bugs! He’s way worse than Spot, the orange ladybug, hanging out on the Peony buds.

Okay, you stupid paparazzo. Enough flower photos already. You are wearing everyone out. Especially moi!

Timmy And The Cats

It’s been a while since I recorded a new parody. Laurie suggested I write a parody of Elton John’s Benny And The Jets and call it Timmy And The Cats. So I did. And here it is.

Timmy and the Cats
Music by Eton John
Parody Lyrics by Timothy Price

Hey Cats, Beaker shakes loose feathers
You’re scratching on something
That was known as my black leathers
You’ll kill a big fat mouse tonight, leaving it around
I’m gonna hear kitties purring, hissing, solid scratching sound

So, Glenda and Loki, have you seen them yet?
Ooh, but they’re so sprawled out
T-T-T-Timmy and the Cats
Oh, they’re so weird and they’re colorful
Timmy keeps their kitty litter clean

They’re like electric boobs, they’re shocking you
Squeezed through a ringer on a washing machine, oh oh oooh
T-T-T-Timmy and the Cats

Hey Cats, even though you are wage-less
You’re all so whiney, but Timmy makes it painless
You’ll all survive, Timmy will make you something out of wood
Where you fight with our parrots out on the sheets
To find who’s bad and who’s good

So Glenda and Loki, have you seen them yet?
Ooh, but they’re so sprawled out
T-T-T-Timmy and the Cats
Oh, they’re so weird and they’re colorful
Timmy keeps their kitty litter clean

They’re like electric boobs, they’re shocking you
Squeezed through a ringer on a washing machine, oh oh oooh
T-T-T-Timmy and the Cats

Say, Glenda and Loki, have you seen them yet?
Ooh, but they’re so sprawled out
T-T-T-Timmy and the Cats
Oh, they’re so weird and they’re colorful
Timmy keeps their kitty litter clean

They’re like electric boobs, they’re shocking you
Squeezed through a ringer on a washing machine, oh oh whoa
T-T-T-Timmy and the Cats

Timmae, Timmae and the Cats
Timmae, Timmae, Timmae, Timmae Timmae and the Cats
Timmae, Timmae, Timmae, Timmae and the Cats
Timmae, Timmae, Timmae, Timmae Timmae, Timmae and the Cats
Timmae, Timmae, Timmae, Timmae and the Cats
Timmae, Timmae, Timmae, Timmae and the Cats
Timmae

Kitties Conflate

Loki and Gwendolyn

Kitties conflated
Tangled mess of tails and toes
Two cats into one

When a half-moon blurs
Becomes a ball, a cold sun
Sits eternal blue

From time’s space, she saw
Vibrant sky wore lacy trees
Venus winked, skies blushed

Merry Corrales Coyote Christmas!

Coyote posing for me in the early morning cold

Timku
Coyote stands proud
A Corrales Christmas Card
Merry Christmas, All!

Cats left to right: Sasha, Gwendolyn, Glenda, Marble, Silver, Spunk, and Loki.

Collabku
Cow cats Christmas Eve
Pigging down expensive treats
Happy for awhile

Spunk

Spunku
Christmas wrappers lie
Kitties rest, play, tell the truth
Cats love Christmastime

Marble and Spunk

I’m taking a break from my break to do a Christmas post. Merry Coyote Christmas! Happy Catmas! Merry Christmas!

Christmasku
Christmas contrail hangs
Reindeer emissions spreading
Supercharging sleigh