Day 357 - As he dreams by the fire...

Nothing epitomizes domestic tranquility more than a cat warming itself in front of a cozy fire. As the temperatures dip down into the teens, we lit our first of the season tonight.

Day 334 - My blue-eyed girl

At a loss for a photo today, Zoey stepped up to the plate... well, jumped up on a chair... and cooperated somewhat.

Day 327 - Kompany Kitty

Sorry to have been MIA - it's been a full, though photographically unproductive, week. First I wasn't feeling well, then we had weekend company, and then it was time to get ready for the Bird Day.

Anyway, dear old friends (we were pregnant together!!) stopped by for a visit on their way from Tennessee to Massachusetts, along with their kitties. Pretty and very well-mannered beasties, that's Mr. Blue above but I didn't get a good shot of his companion, Precious.

Day 307 - Munching

The squirrel was busy munching on a found acorn...

while Zoey watched and wished she could do a little munching herself.

Day 301 - Intense

The blue jays were fighting over acorns in the yard and my beastie girl Zoey went into attack mode. 'Course, having a glass door between them presented the birdies with not a whole lot to worry about.

Day 266 - In the catbird seat...

... the bird, that is. The hummer definitely has the upper hand here with a sturdy glass door between it eating or the cat eating it!

Day 265 - Kurious Kitty

That monster grasshopper I shot the other day has decided to hang around and has been making periodic appearances on the screened patio door. This morning it caught Zoey's attention.

hey, you wanna play??

c'mon a little closer...

curses! foiled by glass!

Day 257 - Her peaceful place

When she's not upstairs on the bed, Zoey's next favorite spot to peacefully snooze is my chair in the family room.

Day 254 - A cat's a cat, and that's that...

If there is one spot of sun spilling onto the floor,
a cat will find it and soak it up.
~J.A. McIntosh~

Peaceful was created for cats and sunshine ...

Day 251 - Beastie boy

The picture I planned turned out lousy and I don't feel like fooling around with it any more, it's getting late, I'm tired and cranky, and ... well, that's enough whining for one day. Besides, tennis is coming on. A quickie of my Buster boy will have to do. ;)

Day 128 - Fuzzy beastie

Another quickie, this one came out fuzzy, so I played around with the soft focus and blurred all but my Zoey's face.

Day 87 - Recovering kitty

Poor kitty! My beastie girl, Zoey, is feeling a bit poorly after scheduled declawing surgery and then some unexpected dental surgery on top of that. After two days at the vet, she was happy to be home and has slept most of the day in her favorite spots. She didn't even put up much of a fight when it was time to give her her medicine... I feel so bad for her. :(

Day 66 - Rainbow play

Favorites of our two beastie babies, we're forever finding these and other of their toys scattered 'round and about the house... if I could just figure out a way to get them to pick them up!

Day #363 - Father and son... and cat

Here for the weekend, Richard and Lew have a father/son chat while Buster deigns to being held by a not-so-familiar pair of arms.

Day #362 - Home again, home again, jiggity jig...

Having gotten over her displeasure at being left behind at the vet's, Zoey cozies into a favorite snoozing spot and catches some zzzz's as life returns to normal.

Day #358 - All twisted up...

This goofy cat finds the strangest positions to lie in. If he's not going in both directions at once like this, he's full face down with his nose in the carpet.

Day #355 - Patiently waiting...

Knowing that eventually she will, the little beggars behave while patiently waiting for Christy to share.

Day #332 - Beastie beauty...

My two most favorite beastie grooming tools are the "cootie" comb and scissor-style nail clippers. I've had the comb forever - bought it for my first Siamese cat over 30 years ago and probably paid all of 50 cents for it, if that. Now you can't hardly find the darn things! I've never had to use it for its intended purpose of head lice/nits but it's the best fur comb out there - much better than the specialty pet combs.

The scissor clippers are a lot less traumatic to use - for them... and me!

Day #316 - Beastie Boy...

I've really been struggling to come up with photos this month and this one was totally uninspired and effortless. The beastie decided my cluttered desk was where he was going to lay his head, so I turned on the light and took a so-so picture of said head.

Day #302 - That Darn Cat!!

*sigh* Anyone want a cat... free? Remember that beautiful vase we had and the beautiful flowers that Beth sent?? The operative word here is h-a-d. This is what it looks like now.

Our rotten cat, who has now risen to the top of my sh*t list, waited until I forgot and left the room before he jumped up on the mantel and knocked it off, shattering it, breaking flowers, and scarring the hearthstone. Miserable animal!

The remaining flowers are in Lew's office for now - with the door closed.