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I love the lounging photos. I have allergies so I've never really paid much attention to cats but those two make me want to dive in and roll around on their lounging bellies in all that luscious looking fur.
A poem for you that my son brought home. He's in 3rd grade and has to memorize a new poem every night.
"The Night Is A Big Black Cat"
by G. Orr Clark
The night is a big black cat
The moon is her topaz eye
The stars are the mice she hunts at night
in the field of the sultry sky
Sunday, October 02, 2011 at 04:36 PM
That's a relaxed Sunday you've got going on in your house. (and maybe MondayTuesdayWednesdayThursdayFriday too. Someone's got to move by Saturday, right?) I like that poem posted above by Tina :)
Sharon | the teacup incident |
Sunday, October 02, 2011 at 04:49 PM
I don't know of another creature on earth that can relax like a cat, domestic or wild... No wonder they named a nap after them! The street shots are marvelous...in my book, everything looks wonderful in October...Fall is my most favorite season.
Sunday, October 02, 2011 at 05:53 PM
Also loved the thread photo.
Happy Sunday back to you from KC!
Judy H. |
Sunday, October 02, 2011 at 06:49 PM
Cats as furniture...they have it down, what posers! I loved the two X factor auditions you posted, thanks for that and I agree both were fabulous. Spent the day with my Snark steam cleaning the floors and my other Snark steam cleaning the showers. Then I mixed a cocktail and decided to put on the chef hat and made individual meat pies with my new fangled pie thingy I got at Target. Have to say, they were very, very yummy.
Violet Cadburry |
Sunday, October 02, 2011 at 07:27 PM
Sister! I am telling you it is not normal for a cat to lay like Wyatt lays on the arm of the sofa. Watch him closely. I think he may be changing into a lizard. Has his tongue been darting in and out rapidly?
Sunday, October 02, 2011 at 08:04 PM
That first picture should be in Webster's dictionary as the definition of Sunday.
Pat P |
Monday, October 03, 2011 at 04:20 AM
Oh my god, it's Monorail Cat! Too cute!
Monday, October 03, 2011 at 06:16 AM
That last shot is ridiculously hilarious!
Shelley Noble |
Monday, October 03, 2011 at 06:53 AM
Whew! So glad to know my cat isn't the only one who hogs the arm of the sofa like Wyatt does. Love the pics!
Debra Mason |
Monday, October 03, 2011 at 07:39 AM
You take the best cat photos.
Our cat sleeps with his eyes open too!
Monday, October 03, 2011 at 12:27 PM
Oh I am lovin the above poem posted here by Tina and the photos are beyond adorable. I wish I could sleep like that, throw myself over the arm of a chair with not a single worry in the world dreaming every hour away. I'd be quite a site for sure.
Susie LaFond |
Monday, October 03, 2011 at 01:40 PM
I, too, love the lounging kitty photos - they sure know how to get the most out of an October Sunday.
Thank you for sharing Mary Ann
Dawn E. Nguyen |
Monday, October 03, 2011 at 01:48 PM
Love the font you used for "happy sunday!" and "from los angeles". Would you be willing to share the name? (I know that there are some that you prefer not to share.) The photo of the glass vase with the spools of thread and floss, and the two photos of the mission are beautiful. Once again, thanks for the inspiration you regularly provide with your posts.
Monday, October 03, 2011 at 02:28 PM
Great Harvest - best bread in the world...or at least in Los Angeles!! Did you hit up Zinnia while you were over there?
Renee LaPointe |
Monday, October 03, 2011 at 04:18 PM
The cats make me envious of their abilities to just sink into the chairs and nap. The straddling cat tush has me roaring! Of course, I have the snoring Lab lounging to my left that sounds just like my dad, lol
Monday, October 03, 2011 at 10:04 PM
Ooops! Not seeing this post until Tues morning and now...I am feeling very...sleepy! :) Thanks for the lovely photos (especially the one of Wyatt at rest, although perhaps Sister is right, he might be transforming into a lounge lizard) and Tina, love that poem! So glad your son brought it home to share with all of us!!
Tuesday, October 04, 2011 at 04:13 AM
Is it just me or is that last photo a cruel trick or optical illusion. It looks like a black-faced, blue eyed dog with a cathead on its rump! Just sayin.
Shar Ulm |
Friday, October 07, 2011 at 07:56 AM
that's a damn cute cat rump!
Monday, October 17, 2011 at 10:31 AM
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