Information for you.
- School, for the semester, is over.
- The 4/5 Leeds Reunion Slumber Party Summit of 2011 is over.
- My time in Brooklyn in the before-Christmas days is nearly over.
Now let’s get back to our normal cat programming!! From here on out it’s all grey rainy skies and John Denver & The Muppets Christmas CDs and crossword puzzles and my loving, recently extended family scattered down the east (beast) coast and, before that, tacos and wine with friends and their smiling families in from far flung parts and long lost reunions.
Here are some cat encounters, pulled from my facebook wall.
from JIM TUTEN
“Have you seen this Oh Cat Blogatrix?” my favored professor asks.
This rival/sister cat blog is fancy to the extreme, and should serve as a better-organized, less sad version of my own blog. Please check it out! The cats!!
From my dear friend who dislikes Christmas and loves sending me strange pictures of cats sends in this little present.
This first lady of radicality, beet farmer extraordinaire notes the importance of this chart of cat behavior/positions. I am rather fond of the “Writhe”.
Erik, I do not support this but I will post it anyway, with the hope and expectation that there is a trampoline or field of catnip under that window, or maybe it is just me with my arms wide open, trawling for pets with which Jake will not agree.
What’s up, world. Here is me. Perched on the edge of an excellent rest-cation. This is what I look like in the morning after a month of illness and parties and visitors and family and hardcore art-making and everything breaking and everything bought anew and birthday celebrating and kissing sometimes and weather changing. And, after a morning of packing and coffee and spicy V8 and eggs and “Murder, She Wrote” and the rain outside the window.
Bring on the Christ-moose.