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I apologize up front for this post's connection to cats is at best - remote. Stretched like cat gut harp strings. (I've played harp strung with cat gut.)
The past month or two I have often neglected this blog in favor of other things, and for that I also apologize. But now I am taking something of a forced sabbatical. I will be offline for a time. Any time from a day to infinity. Chances are it will only be for a few days, but there are no guarantees. So I want to take this opportunity to thank you cats, and cat lovers, for your visits and your comments.
Check every few days to see if anything new has been posted. If September arrives and you still haven't seen anything new you will know things have gone poorly. There are two more days for me to post, but I'm not sure I will on this blog. My mind is a bit stressed right now.
So, if you will, play the following YouTube link and sing along. This is what I'm listening to at the moment and this is how I'm feeling. You take care now, you hear?
Meow.
You tell 'em, Firestar.
Everytime that I look in the mirror All these lines on my face gettin clearer The past is gone It went by like dust to dawn Isnt that the way Everybodys got their dues in life to pay
I know what nobody knows Where it comes and where it goes I know everybodys sins You got to lose to know how to win
Half my life's in books written pages Live and learn from fools and from sages You know its true All the things come back to you
Sing with me, sing for the years Sing for the laughter, sing for the tears Sing with me, if its just for today Maybe tomorrow the good lord will take you away (x2)
Dream on, dream on Dream yourself a dream come true Dream on, dream on Dream until your dream come true Dream on, dream on, dream on...
Sing with me, sing for the years Sing for the laughter and sing for the tears Sing with me, if its just for today Maybe tomorrow the good lord will take you away
Well, that was a trying day. My online service provider crashed and was shut down for the entire state of Minnesota from about 2 a.m. until after I went back to bed at 9 p.m.
We are scheduled to only be off a day or two, but if the service provider is having troubles who knows?
Tara - Nick name 'ity-bit' because she's so tiny - just over 6 pounds. She's the most skittish of all my babies and even when being petted has the 'pet me, no don't pet me' look
Kitten of the Month - July
Amelia
Amelia - Nickname 'Bratelia' since she gets into every draw, cabinet that she can put her paws in. .
Kitten of the Month - June
Sethra
“She’s got tuna. I know she’s got tuna.”
“Shut up, Sethra. Stay on mission.”
“What’s the mission? I thought the mission was to get tuna.”
“No, you stupid fluffbrain—it’s to escape and become outdoor cats, walking by ourselves, on our wild lone, waving our tails.”
“Oh, yeah? And isn’t it you, my dear stripy sister Aliera, who keeps pushing the FEED button on the printer and waiting for tuna to come out?”
“That was when I was much younger. Anyway, she’s at the computer—yes, eating tuna casserole—so we can go into the bedroom and see if we can knock the window screen out.” “You do it, Aliera. I’d rather mess with her stuff.”
“Will you GET OVER that fixation on her wristwatch?”
“I like the feel of the Velcro on my paws. Hey! That reminds me. We’ve been declawed. How are we going to survive as outdoor cats?”
“New plan coming up….”
“What’s the big deal about being outside cats? Even StalkerCat, who used to hang around and chat us up, is a house cat now and loving it. We’ve got it made—food, petting, toys, valet service for the litter box, and we get to sleep on her bed twenty hours a day. And we can stick our noses up to the window and smell anything interesting going on outside. Why ruin a perfect situation?”
“Sethra, have you no sense of adventure? No curiosity? No cattitude? We were meant to live wild and free, to stalk and slay our prey, to be mistresses of the night!”
“Look, we’re cats. We were meant to rule the world, but that doesn’t mean we have to WORK at it. You can if you want, but I don’t need to. After all, I’M beautiful!
“Did I mention she’s got tuna?”
Kitten of the Month: May
Caitlin
Kitten Close-Up.
Kitten of the Month: April
Mikey
At 8, you'd think Mikey would understand that he's a carnivore. But, no, he's rather fond of the shrubbery! At 20+ pounds, the veggie-enhanced diet is likely mitigated by a love for long naps on a warm comforter, wet cat food, begging at the table, and a nice lap to drape himself upon in the evening. And he drools when he's happy, which may or may not mean there's a Siamese ancestor lurking in the old dna.
What? Green teeth attract mice!
Kitten of the Month: March
Geoff
Who needs a wickerwork basket when you can hop on a cushion and bask?
Kitten of the Month: February
Rufus
Rufus is clearly a cat to be reckoned with. .
Kitten of the Month: January
Firestar
Firestar is a tough cat. He has to be, living in Minnesota. He takes care of his family: wife, husband and their son. This was recently proven by his daring capture of yet another mouse in the house. Foolish rodents. They never learn. When not engaged in derring do, Firestar naps, looks out the window and sleeps. Firestar was born in April of 2006. .
In case you're wondering how I came to name this blog, my color is officially "buff"
First-timers, any-timers. Let me know you were here. Leave your "marker" on any post you find. I make my rounds daily. I will find the scent and include you on theAlley Cat Walk.
6 comments:
I hope you won't be offline long.
Come on, Firestar, you need to get your human under control. I read this blog and I don't want it going dark.
If you're not in here for a bit, catch a few mice for me.
Well, that was a trying day. My online service provider crashed and was shut down for the entire state of Minnesota from about 2 a.m. until after I went back to bed at 9 p.m.
We are scheduled to only be off a day or two, but if the service provider is having troubles who knows?
I missed you. I wondered what had happened.
I suppose it's kind of poetic, or symbolic. One or the other. Anyway, the service is back up, albeit's running s-l-o-w.
Best not to listen to sad songs when feeling rather sad.
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