Outside at dusk, taking it easy. Actually, I wanted in but Mog wanted to take pics of me. Guess who won?
Some mighty fine catting this weekend:
It’s Tummy Tuesday and you know what that means. Tummies. Thankies Lisa Violet for this fine excuse to bare my tummy. Nothing better than a good roll in the dirt, except maybe a nap. It do feel good. And as you may notice, my site is green, the font anyway. Green to match my eyes, not for any political statement. It’s been that way for some time.
My Caturday post, a photoessay of me. Here’s me looking up.
Circling for a better view.
Checking the distance.
Making the jump.
OK, not quite there, almost.
Where I wanted to be, up on Izzy’s (and Ritzi’s) favorite perch.
And now for some other kitty cats:
OK, this is better and I made sure Izzy wasn’t in the picture. He was over sniffing a bush. I’m catching the last bit of sun here.
Cece comes around just about every day. We are usually together and Izzy joins us on occasion although he might state otherwise. He can be difficult but usually only with Bazel. And Jezi. Izzy difficult not Cece. Cece’s a very good cat. Friendly, doesn’t fight. Hint, Izzy.
Weekend kitty cat goodness:
It’s Caturday and Mog is letting me post. Finally. Hey, I’m not the one peeing all over the counter. Bazel and Izzy do that sort of stuff, not me. Anyway, here’s another shot of me and Cece. Old pic. Mog’s out of camera again.
And the usual weekend catting around:
