Piękny kot ~ Beau chat ~ Beautiful cat
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Once on the leash, Otis bee-lined it to the catnip planter. There is some new growth--uncharacteristic for this time of the year--and he found it.
When Guru went into the cat enclosure, Muse still couldn't bring himself to use the cat flap. So I opened the bedroom window to see if he would use that avenue. He watched for a long time before finally venturing out.
For about a week now, Idaho has refused to come in when a meal is served. Either Sally or I (depending whose turn it is) have to go outside to carry him in from the outdoor enclosure. He purrs the whole time as I wrestle with relocking the pen with a cat on my shoulder, and doesn't seem to have anything wrong with him to explain this behavior.
Camille approached me from behind.
I don't think Camille and Madison have ever come to blows, but there is clearly animosity.
The last few shots have prompted me to think about the nature of camouflage. Camille's markings are similar to that of a "big" cat in the wild, after all. So, I converted this one to black and white and she disappears into a blur of pattern.
Life continues to revolve around cats and lizards, with an occasional rat, roach, ant, and termite. Sigh.
It's Crunchy's way of telling me how she wants to be photographed and not the other way around, I guess. 😽
Eyes are now fully open and they are walking awkwardly. Mama cat makes a constant disapproving rumbling sound while they explore outside the nest.
Waffle was the 2nd to be born, and is smaller than Luna, but more demanding to come out of the nest to play, so I suspect he'll be the first to escape independently.
Luna is shaped a bit like a gila monster. She seems to be the boss of the nest, which may or may not be directly linked to her superior bulk. She looks intimidating right?
There are 8 of these, recording Guru's interpretive dance, performed between the screen and the window panes.
I like the tail hanging back out on this one.
I don't recall taking this close up photo of Joey snoozing on the sofa, but who else would have snapped his pictures but me?
Joey's habits had changed since then and he no longer sleeps here. It's probably because I got recently him the kitty basket, which ended up being used by both Cherie and Sunny anyway.
Waffle and Luna in a rare still moment. But this is an appreciation post for this scraggly fern growing through a crack in the concrete. The way these kittens use this tiny jungle to hone their sneaking skills it won't survive much longer.
Joey, the veterinarian's personal cat looks at my own Joey who's inside the pet carrier.
I never thought I'd ever see a ginger tabby with the same name.
Lola and Cooper had their spay/neuter surgeries on the same day. They were good sports wearing the cones and didn't try to bother their surgery sites.
Puddy has declared my bed "home" since she moved in with us last month. I love her big round eyes, here. She is vigilant but also very curious and interested in this strange new world. She had never seen another cat before moving into our house.