Kitty, the blog animal         November 13, 2003

She probably shouldn't be using them as toys, but Kitty has succeeded in commandeering all of my pens and pencils.   Today I needed to jot something down, but all I could find was a noxious and stinky felt marker. When Kitty got a whiff she immediately high-tailed it outside, probably thinking that she was about to get another application of her equally awful smelling Advantage® flea treatment.   It took a long while, but I was eventually able to regain her trust.    a place of safety in the weeds

          Kitty, the blog animal         November 12, 2003

Kitty has always made her own religious decisions, so it's only natural that the path she has chosen is the warm and bright illumination from above.

          Kitty, the blog animal         November 11, 2003

More rain is on the way, so I hope Kitty isn't going to get bored with rainy-day art projects.   She has perfected the art of stamping out monoprints with her muddy little feet, and we haven't tried it yet, but that sable-like tail of hers would probably make a really great watercolor brush.
Here she is, collecting a mental sketch for her next work of art.

          Kitty, the blog animal         November 10, 2003

Kitty knows she sports a cat's nose.   But no, Kitty, your nose isn't spelled knose, although it probably should be.     The noses of Kitty

          Kitty, the blog animal         November 9, 2003

For Kitty, learning the english language is difficult enough without having to deal with words that sound the same, but have totally different meanings.   For example; an ear of Kitty, and an ear of corn.

          Kitty, the blog animal         November 8, 2003

Kitty likes to keep a low profile, and even though I have bragging rights, she remains, just a little kitty-cat creature, green-eyed and meek.

          Kitty, the blog animal         November 7, 2003

For hibernation purposes, Kitty uses a hooked rug, and we've finally gotten that rug officially designated as a historic and sentimental spot.   The brass placque reads, "Jedda's Rug".   You see, years ago Kitty lived upstairs with a dog named Jedda.   Jedda would visit on a regular basis, and after Jedda had milked me for treats, she would wiggle around with great vigor on her rug.   Frequently, Kitty would come visiting with Jedda, as they were the best of pals, and I'm quite sure that when Kitty uses the Jedda Rug, she remembers the good times her old doggie-friend had on that rug.
Here is a pix of a sleepy-eyed Kitty, on a temporary hibernation break.

          Kitty, the blog animal         November 6, 2003

Years ago, when Kitty first arrived, she was deathly afraid of our electric wall heater, but it didn't take long for her to figure out that it was actually something warm, comfortable, and harmless.
Today, while Kitty was using me as her usual warm and soft horizontal surface, the heater cycled on.   Kitty got off me, went over, and flopped down in front of it.   After a while the heater cycled off, and shortly thereafter Kitty came back and reclaimed me.   And of course, after another while, the heater came back on, and Kitty got up and returned to her other friend, the heater.   My feelings were only slightly damaged, but I explained to her that if she was going to be so indifferent and fickle she would need to be a bit less transparent.   Here she is, thinking about it.

          Kitty, the blog animal         November 5, 2003

Even though she is short in stature, for what she lacks in height she makes up in feline instinct, smarts, and wisdom.   Kitty looking skyward.

          Kitty, the blog animal         November 4, 2003

If they gave out awards for intensity, Kitty would certainly get the prize.   She requires countless hours of medatative preparation, which to the untrained observer might appear as rest and relaxation.   Ms. Intensity

          Kitty, the blog animal         November 3, 2003

If they catch the proper amount of backlighting, Kitty's long and flowing whiskers turn into a wild and artful assemblage of glowing neon tubes.

          Kitty, the blog animal         November 2, 2003

Kitty sees our world from only a foot off the ground, so sometimes, just for fun, I take her on a high-level carry-around tour of Kittyland.
For a brief time it's a new and multidirectional world.

          Kitty, the blog animal         November 1, 2003

Kitty demands that a strict protocol be followed during the serving of her morning corn.   A few pats on the head may not suffice.   She might need a loving pick-up with extra words of assurance.   It's a perfect balance.

Cat BLOG :
fuzzy and blurred victory, but a victory