When looking at this simple flower, my writer’s mind creates a whole new world. Alien landscapes, a dystopian society, sparks to fire up so many possibilities in one small flower.
Does my writer’s mind miss the beauty that is just in the flower? Never, but it is while delving deeper into the essence of what makes it so beautiful that art is born.
“Hey, Bo is that Dominic on Meowmy’s puter screen? Does this mean he’s famous?” Neko purrs to his cousin.
“Nah, he isn’t famous. It’s just Auntie posting all those pictures she takes of us. Watch out! Too late she got us. Bet ya some Purina Temptations, that we are in the next post.” Bo teased Neko.
“Why do I think I will be losing this bet, Bo?”
Remember to always keep an eye on the neighborhood. You never know when some strange cat will stroll into your yard or the lizards will come sun themselves right outside the window just to tease you. I will catch another one to give to Meowmy one of these days. ~Dominic
The house panther lies in wait for his unsuspecting prey. Stealth mode has been initiated. I will get those irritating birdies one of these days. ~Neko
When choosing a spot to nap in, I always choose to blend with my surroundings. The only downfall to this plan is that I get sat on occasionally. ~Bo Jangles
Hey, guys, I think that you might want to see about spreading the territories farther than my bed. The only sane one of the day seemed to be Dominic. He chose to have the whole underneath of the bed.
Bo and Gizmo being the studly males they are were trying to impress CeCe who was not even phased. She was napping. I think Neko was acting as referee. The adjustment period continues.
I figured I would post a baby picture of Miss CeCe since I was a bad meowmy, and forgot her birthday. Hard to believe on May 13, 2017, she celebrated her tenth birthday. We’ve been through a lot together.
CeCe: Picture was taken August 2016
I’m Magic, the Wonder Dog. At least that is what the author of this blog calls me. She says it is because I am wonderful. I think it is because I live with all these furry cats and only threaten on occasion to eat them. Okay, I only try to eat the girl kitty but she asks for it. always slinking around. although Neko has a thing for the white tip on my tail and my ears. I just wanted to introduce myself and say hi.
Hey, Magic here again. Here I am taking advantage of the warm Texas sun and working on my tan. How does it look?
I don’t know about a crouching tiger. I prefer to be the hidden tiger, let the dragon crouch. ~Donny
I stepped outside after a pretty brutal thunderstorm, and as always it amazes me the resilience of plants to weather the storm. This rose took the moment to open up, and bloom.
of plants to weather the storm. This bud took that time to open up, and bloom.
Our beloved Donny was always so serious. He also had a glare that would set you in your place. Yet he was the sweetheart of the household among humans and cats alike. His presence is missed every day.
Is your day going at a snail’s pace? Every time I look at the clock I expect hours to have passed. What do I find? That old hour hand moving slowly into the next hour. As they say slow and steady wins the race, well we need to speed the race up a bit today.
(written by the human, with permission from the kitten)
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