“Hahahahahaha! I see you Brian”
Harry Hopper!
Ladybug in Shasta Daisy. Harry Hopper. Native bee on Shasta Daisy.
Spunk being a book prop.
I presented my paper at a conference, so now I have started on Christine Robertson’s new book “Three Years OF her Life”.
I broke in the book and got through a few pages by torchlight last night.
Spunk in a chair tunnel
Spunk hanging
Sasha giving me the eye.
Cat tree that is. We got a new cat tree for the deck. Tristan and Craig put it together for the kitties this afternoon. Sasha was the first to try it, loved it, and made cuter and cuter poses on it.
It wasn’t long before we ended up with a Cat 5 on the new cat tree.
Silver and Gwendolyn
Mary and Paul are still on the big cottonwood. I think Paul is waiting for Mary to get where she can make the flight across the ditch.
Sunrise
All three owlets were out of the nest this morning. The youngest owlet is closest to the camera.
Daddy Owl
Spunk
Silver
Gwendolyn
Glenda
Sasha
Loki
Marble
Bonus Bunny
Click on images to enlarge them. See what shapes you find in the clouds.
Continuing with the collaboration* between JYP and the AWB, Content Like a Cat is our first original song. JYP wrote the lyrics, I wrote the music, played, and recorded the song.
Content as a Cat
By JYP and the AWB
They don’t need
the new hot thing
Cats find their joy
batting a piece of string
To enjoy meals,
cuddles, treats, and snacks.
To have no worries
Except “I’m late for my nap!”
To be as happy and content as a cat
That is our life’s goal
To be as happy and content as a cat
In the dirt, we’ll roll
To be as happy and content as a cat
We’d scratch on a pole
To be as happy and content as a cat
Fulfills us, makes us whole
They don’t need cars,
fancy clothes or yachts
Oh, to be as happy
as a cat in a box!
The cats approve this song.
Spunk
Silver
Marble, Glenda, and Spunk
Buddy knows how to be content like a cat, also.
Gwendolyn
Sasha is “as happy as a cat in a box!”
And so is Loki!
*The first post with a collaboration between JYP and the AWB was Post COVID World.
Dawn
Silver, Loki, and Marble were having a standoff over a dish of cheese this morning.
These photos taken at sunset into dusk are what 30% chance of snow looks like.
Dawn’s colors were fleeting this morning.
The MLPs, Shocking Blue and Pink Venus, that Santa gave Laurie and me for Christmas started kicking the cats. I asked what’s up with that, and they said: “Kick The Cat” was a popular kids’ game. I told them the game was called “Kick The Can” and it was like “Hide and Seek”, “Capture the Flag” and “Tag” in one game and did not involve kicking cats. Shocking Blue said: “Oh! I heard ‘kick the cat!’ My bad!” I think they are mean and ornery MLPs. We had Shetland Ponies when I was growing up. One was named Frisky. She was a mean little pony. Frisky would buck us off and play “Kick The Kid”.
Shocking Blue and Pink Venus played “Kick The Cat” on Spunk, Marble, Sasha, and Silver. As it turned out, Silver, who bullies the other kitties, has taken a liking to the MLPs and got Shocking Blue and Pink Venus to settle down and snuggle with him. Maybe the MLPs with help silver stop bullying the other kitties.
The clouds were threatening rain at sunset.
Check Duolingo
Crap! In the demotion zone
Will I make it out?
At 33 minutes left on the clock, I found myself in the penultimate position in the Demotion Zone needing 140 XP to keep from being demoted. I was not the only one in the demotion zone trying to get out, so the number of XP needed to extricate myself increased as I worked through stories trying to amass points. In the end, I did make it out of the demotion zone with only 30 seconds to spare, but I had to get 252 XP to do it.
All eyes on Loki: Gwendolyn, Loki, Sasha, Glenda.
Loki
Jake? What are you doing in a cat post? “Saying Merry Dogmas to everyone!”
The painter started off well at dawn, but then it rained a washed her colors away by sunrise.
Hubble? Where did you come from? “Lane’s phone stupid Paparazzo!”
Spunk, Sasha, Gwendolyn, Marble, Sasha again.
Selfie in Glenda’s eye.
Marble, Glenda, Gwendolyn, Gwendolyn, Marble
Spunk in the background
Silver
Glenda and Spunk
Color tonight
Sunset
…and that you pesky pathetic paparazzo pretending to be a poet!
Silver’s reactions to my latest poem I recited to him:
Free-range dust bunnies
Frolicking around the floor
Evasive moves
Hop over brooms
Impossible to corral
Dust bunnies freely roam
Frolicking on the floor
Oops!
I dropped my buttered toast
Dust bunny’s now a ghost
NOOoooo!
STOP! ¡ALTO! FERMARE! ARRÊTER!
Eat this paw sandwich!
Do I really have to listen to this?
Talk to the paw!
AAAARG! I’ll scratch your eyes out!
My birthday cake. Costco didn’t have any cakes with Happy Birthday!
This is a display along Corrales Road. I’m happy I got it early. The skeleton disappeared after the high winds last week.
All the cats got to try on the bat wings. Loki in photos 12 and 13 was the best batwing model. Glenda (3rd photo) and Gwendolyn (last photo) were pretty good, also. Black cats know they look good in bat wings. Spunk, on the other hand, told me exactly what he thought about wearing bat wings after I took them off him (7th photo).
Silver and Spunk
Off Center & Not Even 