Tag: Cats

TNBC

Timothy Price62 Comments

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.

Puddle Down

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Snowing in the parking lot

We got a half an inch of rain today. I noticed the rain had washed out part of the bridge as I drove over it on the way home this afternoon. After I got home, I changed my clothes, put on boots, gathered up a shovel and a wheelbarrow, walked the quarter mile back up to the bridge, and filled the hole before it grew larger. After I filled the hole in the bridge, I filled many of the larger holes in the road where it runs parallel to the ditch before it got dark.

The photo on the left shows a long puddle in the road reflecting the sunset. The photo on the right shows a long puddle filled with dirt, and the water splashed to the side, reflecting the dusk.

Spunk grooving on a beanbag.

Spunk meditating on magic dirt clods while grooving on a beanbag.

pTerodactyl Tree Morning

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Jupiter shining through the clouds last night. I have no idea what the alien mushroom is.

Lacy trees under cloudy sky

First view of the pTerodactyl in the tree this morning.

pTerodactyl in deep thought

Sasha wearing Spunk’s ears

Morning moon

Frost-edged cottonwood leaf

Sandhill cranes foraging in a field.

Sandias with snow

Sandias behind dead trees

TDITC

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Can anyone guess what the acronym in the title stands for?

The kitties are nonplussed or perhaps nonpussed about it.

Pink at dawn

Venus shines through the clouds at dawn.

KOB TV channel 4 in Albuquerque began broadcasting 75 years ago today. Happy Diamond Anniversary KOB TV!

Beaver Moon Rises Again

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Clear sky at dawn

After the clouds cleared last night, the morning’s low was 19ºF (-7.2ºC). There was not a cloud in the sky all day. The high was 41ºF (5ºC) at 3:00 pm when I hit the ditch banks for my daily ride.

Beaver Moon rising in a clear sky. Jupiter looks on.

Glenda: “Why do stinking beavers get a moon and kitties don’t?” Good Question.

Snowing Slightly —> Snowing lighting —> Snowing Lightning

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Snowing lightning

With my numb, arthritic fingers, I can’t type worth beans these days. I thought I commented to Lavinia, “It’s snowing lightly now,” but auto-mistake changed whatever typo I made on “lightly” to lighting. Lavinia read it as “lightning” and replied that she had only seen “snow lightning” a few times in her life. I replied that I had never seen it. Then Deborah chimed in on snow lightning, as well. As you can see in the above photo, I made snow lightning.

All the confusion about snow lightning occurred because it snowed last night and this morning.

Kitties in the snow

Clear sky in the west at sunset

Vulture watching the Beaver Moon rise. Jupiter looks on.

The moon is 98.3% full tonight. It will be 99.9% full tomorrow night. The official full moon is on Monday when it doesn’t pass the meridian. It will still be 99% full on Tuesday.

Beaver Moon swimming in a sea of clouds. Jupiter looks on.

Beaver Moon in colorful whipped cream clouds. Jupiter looks on.

WordPress reminded me that I’ve been blogging for thirteen years. I think it’s time to retire.

Dogging The Cat

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Freyja was dogging Atlas. When Tristan and Craig got Freyja, the shelter identified her as a Bernese Mountain dog. As she grew, she looked less and less like a Bernese Mountain Dog. Tristan had a doggie DNA test done on Freya, and she “Ain’t nothing but a hound dog!” †

†Below is the result of Freya’s doggie DNA test.