Mimi and I spent enjoyable quiet time out in the back yard this afternoon for our daily adventure, just before the rain began, below. But a little later I let Hamlet and Ophelia out of the bathroom for their daily adventure in the upstairs while I worked in the studio.
Afternoon is a good time because though plenty of other cats are up there with me , they are seriously napping and the two can run around as they please. For the most part they’ve been skittering, kind of scared, keeping under or next to the furniture except for some time spent looking out the bedroom window.
I walked out of my studio and glanced in to see them both on the bed, looking relaxed, and making no move to run, though I was looking at them and they were out in the open. It seems as if they knew all about beds, but they’ve never had the chance to sleep on one before. They are making some progress. Hamlet enjoys being scritched around the neck and blinks his eyes at me, but no fast moves. Ophelia gets cuter every day, and her fluttering little excursions make her seem like a comical little femme fatale. I see her fluffly little tail moving around the room and I have to laugh.
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Mimi and I went out to get some fresh air and fill feeders when the rain was still promising, dark and still. She always begins her time outdoors having a really good scratch on the bench on the corner of the deck, one direction, then the other, twice each. And then she gets her harness and leash, which she hates, and pouts, and tells me off. But she gets over it. I sat at the picnic table with her on my lap, we felt the weather change, listening to the quiet, watching a white-throated sparrow stock up on sunflower seeds. Wish I’d had a better camera with me.
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What other photos have I shared on or around this date?
Smokie is pretty tired of his slinky fur sister getting all the attention. He is exquisitely handsome and he knows it, especially when he’s basking in the warm morning sun showing off all the sable highlights in his velvety fur. And he’s watching a certain kitty with a certain toy…
He’s managed to capture the green sparkle ball from Giuseppe! Or, did Giuseppe possibly let it go? Either way, Smokie is pretty excited to have it for once as he hears Giuseppe singing about this Mlle. cat all the time and it sounds like something Smokie wants to know more about. Something tells him the green sparkle ball is an important part of the situation.
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Winter Reflections, 2011
Every 18-year-old kitty deserves to nap in the sun on the table curled into an old flannel bathrobe.
Why do I have a bathrobe on my kitchen table? Doesn’t every cat owner have some sort of feline comfort area on their table? It was warm in the kitchen when the sun was shining so I took it off and laid it on the table to grab when I went upstairs; instead, Cookie settled on it. How dare I consider moving it? And what a wonderful reflection, both literally and figuratively.
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From the Archives: Keeping Warm, 2009
Hi girls! It’s sweet to see you together again!
On this date back in 2009, Peaches uses Kelly as a pillow as the two bask before the furnace vent on the fleece blankets everyone still loves so much. Peaches was 19, Kelly was 16, and I often found these two cuddling together, often with Peaches on the receiving end of a vigorous bath by Kelly. Kelly loved Peaches, and Peaches loved everyone, but was always glad for Kelly’s attentions. Peaches has her tail “up” and her hind legs stretched because I’d just reached down to pet her and ran my hand down her back. She always put her tail up when even when I just reached toward her. Despite the cattitude typical of calicoes and tortoiseshells, Peaches and Kelly were as sweet as they look. So nice to see them looking up at me again. And they give us just a little break from the “all black cats all the time” look. The photo was grainy enough it was difficult to see details, so I touched it up with the “dry brush” filter in Photoshop.
This is in my studio before I “remodeled” it, just cleaning it up, painting the walls and putting down the finished plywood flooring that’s there now. You’ve seen plenty of other cats sharing this spot in photos from the past few years, from Cookie to the amazing cat piles of the Fantastic Four and Five—this spot has been a favorite from the day I moved in here!
From looking at the other photos from this day, all the rest of the household, Cookie, Namir, Mimi and the Fantastic Four at 18 months old, were in the “really remodeled” bathroom, newly sporting its mint green and white and not even finished yet.
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