a little cat blogging

it is time. usually when i have nothing to say (but i really have much to say!! i am just holding back...), i go in for the cat blogging.

this first representative is petey atop the computer (reminds me of "there's a penguin on the telly vision set!"). i must point out that the fine background picture was provided by the uber-talented captoe without his knowledge. i am not sure if i am violating his rights, but i am certain he will tell me if he has ascertained that i have. in the meantime, go check him out.

second picture is of my lily. my husband is cleaning up the yard since it has been sorely neglected for, say, about 7 years but now that the restaurant is closed, he spends his days off outside and is a happy camper to do so. today, he found daisy's cat collar, so i think when he showed lily, she became a little pensive and sat and stared outside for about an hour. this was the capture of that moment.

(no i really don't think it is why she was pensive; i believe she had eyed up a squirrel that looked a bit yummy. i am not that far over the edge, folks!)

the penitent cat

I say unto you, that likewise joy shall be in heaven over one sinner that repenteth, more than over ninety and nine just persons, which need no repentance. Luke 15:7

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I would say a very humbled Petey came home after four days of catting about.

I sat on the steps of our deck outside around 7:00 this morning and starting calling his name. A meowing sound, likened to sweet music, wafted into my ears as he came sprinting over the neighbor's fence, scrambled over our woodpile, bounded up onto the deck and into my arms (okay, okay, that is a lie - I had to scoop him up lest he escape again, but it sounds more romantic the other way...)

After hugs and much rejoicing, he was treated to a dish of his favorite foodstuffs, while his adoptive cat sisters sat in the background, hissing and growling, bitter over his new Scent O' the Outside World.

Apparently, they were not to be numbered among the angels rejoicing over his return...

cat blogging...

...is what i resort to when i have nothing profound to say. i would update on my medical condition, but will be more prepared after i see a specialist today. things are slow-going and i am not going back to work until at least the week of the 26th.

maybe later.

in the meantime, let me entertain you with yet another photo of bad Petey. this photograph proves that, once again, nothing in this home is sacred.

peace to all.

can you imagine?

and we don't even have the lights on it yet...

~sigh~