Tag: black-and-white cat
Rolling in the Catnip
Scout picks up a belly full of dirt rolling in the catnip on our back porch. I dusted her off as best I could before she went back inside. I had given her a bath once before. Once.
Tucked In, Tuckered Out
A picture from 16 years ago of a young Scout sleeping in my window seat. In her early years she enjoyed being under the covers but as she grew older she’d only go under the covers when she was upset.
Trixie, We’ve Received Complaints About You Not Respecting Personal Boundaries
Watching, Watched
Boo watches a dog across the street as a heavy snow continues to fall during our snowstorm in January.
Every Day a Blessing
You never know how long the things you love will be a part of your life, so I try to count each day spent with them a blessing. I took this picture of Scout in September 2012 as she slept in front of the window of the guest bedroom, having no way of knowing that exactly five months later we’d spend the day, her last day, across the hall in the main bedroom as cancer took her from us. I’m close to all our pets but even so Scout and I had a special bond and she truly was a blessing for each day of the almost twelve years we shared together. Always loved and always missed.
Yin and Yang
Our resident philosopher forms the yin (dark) and yang (light) symbol in his pursuit of enlightenment. A diligent pursuit, he spent hours in this state of quiet reflection.
I don’t know why, but I can’t shake the feeling something bad is about to happen behind me
I’ve got a bad feeling about this.
Peepers
Whose golden eyes peer out from the door? Ah, it’s the handsome Mr. Boo!
The Stolen Spot
Boo and I have developed a morning ritual, he comes in and sleeps on my legs when I sit down for breakfast, then steals my spot when I get up.
Boolie 