Cats
Fireworks
And not just puppies. Cats too. Not to mention veterans who suffer from PTSD. And homes that catch fire because of fireworks. Leave the fireworks to the official sites!
Flicka says…
Flicka says that I don’t really want to sit in my favorite chair. And that I take altogether too many pictures of her brother anyway, so she needs an opportunity to show off her extra toes and her stripey nose.
Piper
Piper, a homeless cat who hangs out in our neighborhood, likes to dream that he’s in the jungle:
Flicka says it’s her turn.
“It’s not fair,” says Flicka. “Why does my brother get all the pictures?” So here’s one of Flicka. You can see her stripèd nose, but not her extra toes:
Daffodils, supervised by neighborhood cat
Look closely…
Not a cat chair
If you think about the word cathedral—as one does—you imagine that it must have originally meant “cat chair,” since you know that hedra is ancient Greek for “chair.” Right? Well, not exactly. But now, at least, you want to read… Read More ›
William stays warm.
Outside it’s –6° F, but William is keeping warm on his kitty couch, right next to the heat.
William says…
“Tessellations are meant for sitting on,” says William, “as long as there’s a soft rug between me and the tiles.”
Flicka naps in the sun.
Flicka is feeling Turkish and has found the best place to nap on a sunny day:
Where can I sit?
I went up to the den to sit and read in the easy chair, with my feet on the ottoman. But Flicka, of course, was occupying the ottoman again, and William left no room in the easy chair, which was… Read More ›
“When napping on the ottoman…
…it’s very important to show off your extra toes, and to sprawl out so there’s no room for anyone else to sit there.” So says Flicka.
“A round kitty bed…
…is the perfect shape for curling up in,” says William. “Circles rule!” he added geometrically.
Flicka’s toes
Flicka is showing off her stripey nose and her extra toes:
RIP Vincent, 2004–2022
Vincent died today. He could barely stand up, and he had almost entirely stopped eating. For his last meal he managed to eat a couple of teaspoons of chicken-flavored baby food. At the end he weighed 5.8 pounds. He was… Read More ›
Don’t shoot off fireworks in residential neighborhoods…
…where they scare cats and dogs, trigger PTSD in war veterans, and are illegal.
All four cats…
companionably eating their dinner together. And should be no fighting over the food bowls, with four bowls for four cats:
Learning Ukrainian: progress report #2
It’s now one week since my first progress report. Apparently I’ve learned 95 new words in the past seven days. Duolingo previously said that I had learned 105 words in the first three days. Eek, am I slowing down? Aside… Read More ›
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