Tag: Cats

The Temperature’s Rising

Timothy Price63 Comments

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!

Monday’s Music On A Sunday Evening

Timothy Price36 Comments

WARNING! Psychodilic features a Psycho Kitty, a Western Diamondback Rattlesnake, a Black Mamba, and colorful psychedelic patterns and holes that move in a regular, irregular fashion. The lyrics are nonsensical, as well. If you have tendencies toward Ailurophobia Psychopathesis (Fear of Psychopathic Cats), Ophidiophobia (Fear of Snakes), Trypophobia (Fear of clustered patterns of irregular holes), or Emetophobia (fear of vomiting), you might want to take a pass on viewing the above music video, and simply enjoy the photo of the sunset below.

Psychodelic
Lyrics and Music by Timothy Price

[Chorus]
Psycho Kitty
Psycho Kitty

Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la

Psycho Kitty
Psycho Kitty

[Verses]
Psycho kitty drives me crazy
Psycho colors are so hazy
Psychopathic’s normal say
How can we live this way

Psycho kitty drives me crazy
Psycho-spastic, I’m not lazy
Psychopathy’s here to stay
How can we live this way

Shaking like a rattlesnake
I don’t even hesitate
Feeling how it resonates
I bite the viper’s tongue

Shaking like a rattlesnake
You know I hallucinate
How it makes me salivate
I bite the viper’s tongue

[chorus]
Psycho Kitty
Psycho Kitty

Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la

Psycho Kitty
Psycho Kitty

[Bridge]
See, Black Mambas are
biting on my legs
I’m still alive how can that be
Their snaky licks, oh, how they tickle
Keep your fangs to yourself
I don’t want to die this way

Psycho Kitty
Psycho Kitty

[Guitar Solo]

Psycho Kitty
Psycho Kitty

[Verses]
Psycho kitty drives me crazy
Psycho colors are so hazy
Psychopathic’s normal say
How can we live this way

Psycho kitty drives me crazy
Psycho-spastic, I’m not lazy
Psychopathy’s here to stay
How can we live this way

Shaking like a rattlesnake
I don’t even hesitate
Feeling how it resonates
I bite the viper’s tongue

Shaking like a rattlesnake
You know I hallucinate
How it makes me salivate
I bite the viper’s tongue

[Chorus/Outro]
Psycho Kitty
Psycho Kitty

Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la

Psycho Kitty

Easter Sunday Surprise

Timothy Price67 Comments

Happy Easter! Glenda showed her respect by lying down with the bunny and the lamb.

Osric is a wily old owl. He misled me on where I suspected Nora Owl and the owlets might be. Last night I walked down to see Osric after sundown.

After a good been of negotiation between us, Osric flew over to a tree on the other side of the tree where I thought Nora and the Owlets might be.

Nora came out of a tree closer to the ditch bank, and an owlet popped its little head up. I was so close to them, I couldn’t get Nora into the frame using the Bazooka.

Nora took off before I could change cameras, and the owlet looked up as Mama silently flew away.

Two little owlets stared at me from the nest. Happy Easter Owls!

A Bunch Of Photos

Timothy Price69 Comments

Dawn @ 25º F

Geoff bitched at me last night for commenting on his photos rather quickly. I did make a quick pass through them. I can take in images rather quickly. However, I did not read anything he wrote. As I explained to him, my eyes are really messed up, so I can’t see very well to read right now. You may have noticed that I haven’t been posting the images I normally post this time of year, i.e., cranes, owls, other critters, the bosque, and the Rio Grande. With my bad eyes, I don’t feel like going out and looking for things to photograph. I’ve been working on music more than photography lately. As far as other bloggers’ posts, I can read short pieces, but I have to skim longer pieces if I read them at all. As far as a lot of bloggers’ posts I would normally comment on, I don’t comment if the posts require a lot of reading.

Anyway, took a bunch of photos today between working on music videos, watering, playing guitar, doing laundry and dishes, and hearing cats.

House Finch

Spunk in the rags. Marble under a hoodie over the heater vent.

Beaker. He doesn’t like his picture taken. He keeps moving so it’s hard to get a clear shot using effects.

Midday clouds

Midday clouds with a floral filler.

Spunk and Loki

Sunset

The End