Category: Marble

Dog Day and Cat Thing

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Turn up the volume so you can listen to Freyja’s splashes

We took a long walk in the bosque this morning, and Freyja got to splash around in the Rio Grande, as you can see in the above video.

Glenda: “Whatcha makin’, Paparazzo?”

What might this pile of wood turn into?

Hmmm! It looks like a waterwheel. But what would we or the cats need a waterwheel for?

Oh! It looks like Marble is hiding something.

Marble: “It’s a Kittywheel! You stupid Paparazzo. You didn’t even know what you put together!

The Kittywheel on the deck with the cat tree.

Sasha thinks it’s quite comfy, but she hasn’t figured out that she’s supposed to walk on the Kittywheel.

Sunset

Flowers & Cats. Oh! Yeah! And Owls!

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Wisteria

Tulips

Glenda

Loki: “Oh Lord, I beseech you to make the stupid Paparazzo put his camera down and clean the stinking cobwebs! Amen!”

Loki: “I’m waiting for the bolt of lightning!”

Spunk hammocking

Silver

Marble and Glenda are Cow Cats grazing on grass.

Sasha

Loki

Gwendolyn

Mama, in the morning

Osric Owl snoozing in the morning.

Walter and Willa

Nora Owl in the evening

Willa and Walter

Sunset

Where’s The Cheez?

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Wind blew the color away at dawn

What’s a matter you, Paparazzo? Where’s the stinking cheeeezzzz, already?

Silver: “So, Loki? Do you think the stupid Paparazzo put the cheez in this thing?” Loki: “I don’t see no stinking Cheez dish or smell no stinking Cheez! But I suppose there could be Cheez in that there thingamagig. But I’m tellin’ you Sliver, Cheez or no Cheez, I smell a stinking rat of a Paparazzo!”

Silver: “So that is what I was smelling? Un RATTO puzzolente di paparazzo!! He’s probably hiding the Cheez for himself”

Mable: “Hey, puzzolente ratto di paparazzo! How do I open this thing and get to the Cheez?”

Sasha: “Who cares about stinky old Cheez when you can be on the cutting edge?”

A colorful sunset defied the wind.

Quiet Eyes

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Dawn

“Loki, it’s lookin’ into your quiet eyes – silent tears
Silent as the night you deserted me…”

“Have you been listening to Golden Earring again, Silver?” “Yeah! What about it, Loki?”

“You’re a creep! You’re a weirdo! What the hell are you doing here singing Golden Earring songs to me?”

Hmmm! What’s this dingle dongle dangling down before me?

GRRrrrrr!

And yet another cheese standoff.

Snowy Egret

Chewed on by a porcupine.

Canadian Geese @ dusk

C7@3

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Dawn

I had a Cat 7 (seven cats piled on me) at 3:00 in the morning. Loki is under the covers, lying across my hips. That’s where he likes to sleep on me. See the Kitty Key for an accounting of cats.

Wile E. Coyote hanging out with us on the levee.

Cranes at dusk

Daddy Owl and Mama Owl were hanging out together.

Another great cheese stand-off.

The Tangle Heart Tree and Wile E on the levee.

Not much color on the Sandias tonight.

Afrerglow at dusk

TNBC

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Christmas Eve Dawn

It’s the night before Christmas
And all through the house
The cats are all quiet and lying about
Dreaming of catnip and catching a mouse
While Blue waits for the rat in the fridge to thaw out
The birds are all ready to roost for the night
To wait for the fat guy with a beard that’s all white
Then they all looked at me round-eyed and distraught
“You’re fat with white hair and a white beard, are you not?”
I’m fat, my beard’s white, that I cannot deny
But I’m not him, I assure you, and I’ll tell you why
He’s jolly, wears red, and carries a sack
I’m a curmudgeon and cranky, and I always wear black
But before you all get your tails in a twitch
Besides old Santa, there’s La Befana, the witch
So, one or the other or both they may call
Offering peace and prosperity for one and for all

Christmas Eve Sunrise

Sheep, Glenda & Silver dreaming of catnip and catching a mouse. Well, maybe not the Sheep.

Marble: “Bah humbug! Wipe that smile off your silly face, Santa!”

Marble: “Talk to the Christmas paw!”

Silver: “Crown me the Cat of Cats!”

Silver’s bow
Silver’s bow
It’s Christmas time for the kitties
Ding-a-ling
He’s Kitty King
Tomorrow will be Christmas Day

Gwendolyn: “Hey, stupid Paparazzo! You’re not the only cranky curmudgeon wearing all black!”

Moonrise over Resa’s tree on Chrismas Eve.