Worship

Worship me like the Egyptians did.

Sheesh

How was that for a hiatus? Sorry to all, and I will do some sort of update soon -- bullet points, most likely, but at least it'll be something! I've got to get my discipline back!

In any case, we are kitten mommies and I just had to share to photo with you! BoldKitty has had five little sweeties! Yay! More later, I promise! I hope everyone on teh nets is doing fine. I've missed y'all.

BoldKitty Conquers the Tree!

Yes, I am a tigress, stalking great tree prey!

Her action shot! (No, her tail is not bent away from the camera. That actually is the size of her tail. It's about six inches long with a crick in it.)

Her album cover pose.

New Addition P.S.

Thought you might be interested in seeing BoldKitty's face. She was ready for her close-up today.

She seems to enjoy nestling into the apple basket that we use for newspaper recycling. Unfortunately, she also seems to enjoy the high ground afforded her by the breakfast nook table. We do not like this. She always gets off when we firmly tell her to, but mysteriously she always manages to find herself back up there. Hmmm. Funny that.

She's still eating like the dickens. Here she is, licking her chops after a tasty second breakfast.

At some point, I'll have to get a picture of her gronky tail. The poor dear.

New addition?

She was hungry and she wouldn't take no for an answer, even in the face of two rather hostile resident felines. We're calling her something akin to BoldKitty, because she is. I'm happy to report she's gaining weight. We're taking her to the vet on Friday for a thorough checking. As you can see, she's made herself perfectly at home in our home.

Pics

Thanks to y'all for your kind comments about the Old Man Dog. We'll keep you posted as we learn things. My inexpert theory is that he has a tumor that's pressing on things inside, making it difficult for him to breathe. We haven't confirmed that with his doc yet. More as we know.

jo(e) talked about it looking a lot like summer in her neck of the woods. Well, here it IS summer. We've had a weekend in the 90's-100's. The fans are in full force, and we expect a couple more days of this before it mellows into the 70's. Lemme tell ya', it makes teaching (and testing) difficult. We're all ready to check out.

I owe you (and myself) some pics. I took a few today. The sun, at least, was cooperative.

In the Target parking lot today. The yellow tree; the clouds.

I call it soft-focus. This rose bush is kicking in for the season.

I call them her Mark Twain jowls. Aren't those fab whiskers? She's trying not to melt.

"Don't think I don't see you! I'm keepin' an eye on you, missy!"

"God, it's hot, Mom!"

Persian lilies

It was sunset, upon reflection.

The chore that could not be done in 100-degree heat.

Riveted by the sun

Through water-colored glasses

Another Coy Kitty Day

All the shoelace-attack action shots were blurry, so you get stuck with bath scenes. Oh, well. She was really cute yesterday.

LittleKitty's Day to Shine

She's just adorable. And impish. And occasionally wicked. And often coy. She still thinks she's a kitten.

Tuckered

As I was sitting at the dining room table, lights ablaze, grading papers and falling asleep, LittleKitty jumped up onto Partner-o-mine's lap and, not finding the perfect position she craved, settled her little head onto the table. Serendipity for today's photo post, for I hadn't snapped much today, none of merit certainly.

I empathize with her exhaustion (you know, kitty days are filled with stress and activity), and so I am off to bed.

Sultry

FatKitty is the most sensual cat I know. Curling, rubbing, nuzzling...he gets more action than anyone else I know.

It's not stuff on my cat...

...it's cat on my stuff!

Before the Rain

Lashed with wind and rain we are. But the promised storm didn't begin unloading until the light was gone...as usual in SoCal. Before the rain began, I retreated to the backyard to document its status before the rain. Here's what I found:


OK, the first one's not in the backyard yet, but.... Getting comfy and cozy before the rain -- though we did have to go out for Lessons and Carols tonight.


Our neighbor's camellia tree has commenced its annual explosion. I feel lucky to enjoy it every year.


The Meyer lemon tree is laden with fruit that screams to be used. I'm feeling some lemon chicken coming on.


SeniorCitizenGR likes to interfere with the making of art (especially when it involves his mommy lying on the ground).


LittleKitty poses with art. (Tonight she is curled up with SeniorCitizenGR on his blanketed bed.)

Excitement at the Homestead

As I am unofficially attempting the photo365 thing, I grabbed my camera and went out in stocking feet to the unkempt backyard, determined to find something of beauty or intrigue to photograph. The most obvious display of grandeur -- about the only thing blooming other than the fruit trees and the ever-purple lavender and potato plant -- was this rose. We get about three blooms a year from it. We give it very little tlc.

Bloom, almost blasted

Then my eyes alighted on the next most colorful items in the currently drab yard, an obscenely neglected rose hip. I suppose I should be embarrassed about how badly I neglect these lovely rosebushes -- gardening has a low spot on the priority list at the moment. I intend to amend that evil; it's one of my goals/intentions for the year. But despite the neglect it belies, I find the color compelling.

Rose hip and tarp

Then suddenly, FatKitty darted out of the nether regions of the backyard in a full sprint. I laughed at him, assuming he was reacting out of fear to my Senior Citizen Golden Retriever. I continued shooting in the yard, determined now to demonstrate proof that yes, indeed, SoCal does have an autumn season. (The Santa Ana winds are blowing all the leaves off our ash trees.) Only as I shot the ash trees did I come to realize the true nature of what caused FatKitty's flight response.

Interloper!

Indeed, an interloping feline had trespassed our bounds. FatKitty enjoys a good rumble every now and then, but what made him run? The big picture became clear.

Treed!

Seldom have I seen SeniorCitizen-GR so focused and intent! His posture says it all.

I've got 'im, Mom!

I've no doubt he would have stayed there all day if I'd let him. He was positively shivering with excitement, teeth chattering.

Wistful

But I figured I'd better take mercy on both him and the treed critter. I offered him a peanut butter bone (Kong toy) for his good GR skills and for knowing the difference between our cats and trespassers. (Good boy!)