Pre Christmas Blues Are Far Away!

Cicadas, Cats & Bats.

There's a new camera, new tools, much to learn.

Our place has been mostly peaceful.

We do not like it when doors slam and people quarrel.

In the heat before Christmas, there were a lot of quarrels, next door, in the street.

There were small spats among some cats.

Not too bad, there is peace and pleasure in Our Place.

Away from the twilight street She heard no quarreling at all.

Up and down the highway, people were hurrying desperate for pleasure and positions.

Why did we hear no traffic or loud voices?

We couldn't even hear ourselves think!

Stan's Hobby

Me And My Tail

New Person not adopt us after all.

Poor person. I make ppersons laugh I can....

October Daze

Once More She Stops Me Finishing Everyone's Breakfast!!!

We are all well. She lets us come inside in the daytime sometimes.

Grace likes to stay inside mostly.

Sunshine, things growing.

She says: Delays and dentals. Sometimes only the routines around the felines were maintained, the brain was somewhat affected. Lots of photos. I'm learning the new camera.

I decided to put my Nineties Novel away for awhile, didn't have the mental space for a different research. I felt I'd have to be among musicians again, I was able to spell out the sounds of what they were about a lot better then.

Presently, I'm in the middle of a story set around an outback country school and quite happily fitting different characters to the kinds of circumstances I knew so well as a child...

Now without intending to I've begun to help some young musicians whose work I like with some publicity and pictures. It's a different world, different technologies, different history than that I began to describe in the Nineties. The Nineties characters still make me laugh but the door to that time is left unopened for now.

It's been time for gardening and writing.

Princess sometimes goes off her food when the weather's changing

It was hot, blowfly time in middle spring..

Yesterday she had a pork chop after I checked for diets in hot weather for an old cat in the Chinese Medicine Book For Pets.

Stanley and Grace

Cosy

Cat Talk

A Well Read Cat, Balanchine

First there was dust then

Cold cold cold.

Wind raging.

The men came and they cleaned the yard and they fixed the underground smells.

I hid inside today and found where She hid the biscuits.

She always points the new clicker box at us.

She says she can't get a good pic of Balanchine because he closes his eyes.

Balanchine likes to think.

He doesn't meet and greet people like me and Sylvio.

There are new things in the garden.

Our Boy Stanley

Yes and I always make friends.

They cleaned the back weeds.

One person said,

'That cat is pregnant!'

She said

'No he's not.'

She said,

'He's fat.'

I am digesting this.

Muchness

Stan:

The world is wet it went, from dust rolling casual on fur and then all around

to water soaking dripping wetting paws.

Today I'm inside.

When cold winds came she let us stay open door out back.

Zorro tipped the milk.

She was cross we boys need party sometime.

Watch through window.

Zorro hid. I coul-don't fit that hide.

She went away, came back, Zorro slow, full of milk, my tummy grumbling.

No milk today.

Hot cloths and the lavender smell like the carpet.

We try not to mark the trays well kept,

but she cleaned the kitchen recently and we got to work.

She doesn't pee lavender but it strong cat smell.

There is some spraying in places we talk to pee-wise.

A New Angle On Witless

There's been a lot of study, a lot of work.

We cats have been plenteously supplied with food, Chicken and Cans from Anna, Fish from Paul and a few things we pinched from the Fridge.

Yum.

Since we hear that Fred has won a bit of a competition, Grace has decided also to compete.

She went to sleep beside Zorro with her head between her back legs.

True.

Witless

This is our Fred, born to gentle Greyling along with Sylvio, Baby, Grace and Zorro. Fred was happy to find a home with the sweet white Feather and there is a big album of photographs of these two whiskery ones. We always knew that gentle Feather is special but Fred has shown us how special a cat can be!!!!

He's famous now, is Our Fred and he's won Our Clan a most fascinating book which apparently is all about cats and some people who get bossed around by cats, well so they say....

Many people asked how much Yoga had Fred practiced to gain the Noted Prize of Tom Cox's book Under The Paw, a book which is spelled out in Tom's Blog, The Little Cat Diaries!

Now we can reveal that it wasn't so much Yoga which Fred was performing in the notably witless posture which was caught by the camera. It was simple pleasure.

When Fred had lived with Our Clan, he was a shy boy who hung around at the edge of things and rarely even asked for a pat or any special conversation.

So he was pleased and surprised to find himself to be a Special Cat at home with Marah and David. Marah had a dream where Fred arrived looking like a shy kid especially to say Thank You and how very happy he is to be Fred in a New Big Place.

This is Our Fred in the Photo which won for himself and Feather a wonderful Catnip Toy.

And for the two legged kinds of Us all about, we got a copy of Tom's beautiful book.

The 2009 Most Witless-Looking Cats Competition.

There were some people who asked how Fred managed to undulate himself to the extent that he did for the photograph.

Fred isn't a head butter, he's a head rubber who just loves to have his little head rubbed and sometimes if he's in a VERY good mood, he'll just rub his own head if he's pleased to see you. The Photograph simply caught him rubbing his little black and white head on the step.

Fred was just a little bit overcome by his sudden fame, so much so that he ran onto next door's roof and cried a bit. He didn't come down until the neighbours climbed up to check to see who could be making so much noise, so then he ran across to his home roof and back yard and then he hid for awhile.