This is a place that is not very far from where I live. I was taking my teenage niece to get in some driving practice; I will be soon driving on the sidewalk for safety, and I figured why not take her up to where this is located.
In the small town, I call home, is this quaint little cabin that has stood since 1878.If you can read the marker that stands in front of the cabin, it informs you of the history of what was a home, grain store and stage coach stop. It would become the towns first post office as well.
I love to find these off the beaten path historical markers. It gives me a tactile sense of what came before and what has stood the test of time. In light of all the historical monuments, we are losing I find these to be refreshing. I hope that the younger generation will somehow find beauty in the things of the past but I fear that they will not.
I like the fact that such a place is basically right across the highway from my home. The preserve in which it is located also boasts some of the native flora of the state. And if you go early in the morning you may see a few deer. So if you ever find yourself in Central Texas, not far from the Fort Hood military base. Check out Ogletree Gap Preserve located in Copperas Cove, Texas.
I am Mama’s helper today. She likes to shred paper this way and I like to hold the bucket still for her. You know buckets they are contrary beasties. I still don’t understand why Mama shreds this way when there is a machine to do that. Maybe she just likes to cover me with confetti.
Once I am done helping Mama with the bucket, I then saunter into Auntie’s room to see what I can assist her with. She looked a tad uncomfortable in her chair so I volunteered to be her back cushion. I don’t think she appreciated my effort.
Oh, well what’s a helpful guy like me have to do to earn his Purina Cat Chow around here. ~Dominic
When stalking your prey, a great hunter learns to adapt. Take for instance while lying in wait for my prey, Gizmo or the girl kitty, CeCe, I had to create my hiding spot.
I did this by knocking the junk basket by the front door onto the floor. As you can see the oddest things end up in the basket. Once this was done I find the perfect way to hide where I can peek thru the handle to keep my prey in sight.
Now I wait for them to make a move towards the food and /or water bowl. When I see that they have come out of hiding to steal a quick nibble or drink. I am reading to make my move. The only problem is I forget to watch for the humans.
Oops! Busted by Auntie. What’s a guy supposed to do when he gets caught hunting the new guy. What any self-respecting guy would do. Look cute and wait for her to go away so I can resume my stalking in privacy. A kitty’s work is never done. ~Dominic
This is the look I have been getting for being away so long. Neko has been scolding me about not posting photos of him and the rest of the Cat’s Eye Gang. I tried to explain to him that since my computer crashed as a way to tell me it didn’t like the new Windows upgrade; it had been a tad bit hard to post anything. As you can see Neko wasn’t buying my excuse, so here you have it, folks. My first post since the middle of July.
Neko in all of his scolding glory. Did you miss me?
It has been a few days since I posted. I had some technical difficulties, but I have them fixed for the moment. To make up for my missed daily posts I thought I would give you a few pictures of two of my favorite black cats.
Neko thinks even his shadow is cute; he’s right of course but please don’t tell him I said that.
You might think this is Neko but you would be wrong. This is Neko’s doppelganger, Spooky. He is a stray that has adopted us. He was injured in a neighborhood cat fight when he was just a kitten and ended up under a bush in our front yard. My niece felt bad for him so she began bringing him food and water while he recovered. Long story short he fell in love with her and when he had healed a bit took up residence in our back yard. Which he guards with the ferocity of a lion. Neko and Spooks will stand nose to nose with only the patio door between them and play the mirror game in which if one moves a certain way the other mirrors it. It is one of their favorite games.
For anyone who follows me and checked out my author’s page, you will know I am currently writing a book with the cats that share our life as the models for the characters. I called our little clowder of cats, The Cat’s Eye Gang. If you would like to find out more about my book please stop by and visit my author’s page at R.A. Buster- Writer & Blogger. If you check out my blog, you will find my book which I post as I am writing it. In all of its first draft glory. Let me know what you think and please feel free to subscribe to get each new installment as it is being written.
Thanks for stopping by and checking out the two black cats that bring luck into my life.
I was walking out around our deck, looking for inspiration for today’s photo. I kept being drawn back to a weed, not the beautiful aloe plants, or cacti. No, it was this cluster of thistle that I kept coming back to.
A backyard full of gorgeous plants, and a weed catches my eye. Was it because it’s a weed, and in my mind, it doesn’t belong. Or is it the fact that even a weed can be beautiful.
I think it speaks to me that even in a world full of beautiful people, there are those of us who feel more akin to the weed. Unwanted, and destined to be cast out of the garden.
Yet the thistle, like so many other weeds, performs a service in that it has medicinal uses. It makes me wonder how you see yourself. As a beautiful flower. Or are you a weed? Let me know your thoughts in the comments.