“Hmmm… I want to learn music theory,” says Abigail, “but I’m not sure how to do that. Maybe I can do it by sitting on top of the bookcase, right above some music books, while I gaze over my domain.”… Read More ›
Cats
Abigail: A better photo
Abigail complained that the photo I posted a few days ago did not make it clear that she is a beautiful princess, so I took a better picture right now while she sat on her royal purple blanket:
Welcome to your forever home, Abigail!
Five days ago, timid little Abigail met us at MSPCA/Angell and agreed to adopt us. From an all-time high of six cats to a low of one cat, we had now been completely catless for nearly three months at that… Read More ›
Think globally, shop locally.
My new glasses were ready, so Barbara and I made the brief trek down to Eye & Eye. As we have good parking karma, a legal parking spot opened up for us right in front of Eye & Eye on… Read More ›
Cat’s cradle
Flicka says that she’s the only baby in this house.
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:
Learning Strategies 