Friday Cat Blogging
It’s Nap Time
Just the right size!
[Editor: When you’re a kitten 4X6 is the perfect size.]
by Bryan
It’s Nap Time
Just the right size!
[Editor: When you’re a kitten 4X6 is the perfect size.]
"It's better to be six feet apart right now than six feet under."
Michigan Governor Gretchen Whitmer
"Blognito ergo sum!"
"Caedite eos! Novit enim Dominus qui sunt eius."
"Das war ein Vorspiel nur, dort wo man Bücher verbrennt, verbrennt man auch am Ende Menschen."
"Все счастливые семьи похожи друг на друга, каждая несчастливая семья несчастлива по-своему."
"Кто что ни говори, а подобные происшествия бывают на свете, - редко, но бывают."
"A person who has a cat by the tail knows a whole lot more about cats than someone who has just read about them."
Mark Twain
"There are two novels that can change a bookish 14-year old's life: The Lord of the Rings and Atlas Shrugged. One is a childish fantasy that often engenders a lifelong obsession with its unbelievable heroes, leading to an emotionally stunted, socially crippled adulthood, unable to deal with the real world. The other, of course, involves orcs."
"The presence of those seeking the truth is infinitely to be preferred to the presence of those who think they've found it."
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Oh, how precious!
Aww…a snugglie kitty. A perfect nap.
😀
As usual, I wish I could sleep like that – though it would take more than 4×6 to accomodate me. Unless you mean “feet” or “yards”.
I wish I had a telephoto for these shots, because the ferals are gone like a flash if you are near and the camera decided to focus on the lattice.
What a priceless shot!
Lattice, pray?
andante beat me to it. People often wish they could sleep “like a baby,” but sleeping like a kitten, or even a full-grown cat of the secure indoor variety, is bound to be better.
On my walk to Stella’s apartment this evening, I took a bunch of shots of a neighbor’s cat. It was doing really cute things, but my camera was repeatedly delaying shots, and I missed most of the cute things. In defense of the camera, I don’t remember when I last charged the batteries (until just now); it was almost certainly recharging the flash, slowly, between shots.
Thanks, CG, but it’s the subject not the photographer.
The light was fine, Steve, it was the fact that the camera decided to use the background as the focal point. I was hoping to get a shot of one of these kittens, so I put in freshly charged batteries and waited until the afternoon to give me good natural light. I’ve had flash problems waiting until I feed cats in the evening to take pictures, so I went early.
Ah, well, maybe I get another camera after my next project.
More kittens? What a great photo. How many kittens this time? Don’t you love to play with them when they’re so itty bitty? I was thinking about my own sweet baby, the other day. She’s a darling now, but when she is all grown up, she’s going to be one great cat. WHen they’re so small, they dart under one’s feet and end up getting stepped on and kicked, unintentionally.
I don’t get to play with kittens, I can only watch. Ringo was the rare feral that was friendly to the point of putting herself in danger by climbing on car tires, so I took her inside.
The last group I had a picture of were fostered out because their Mom couldn’t feed them in the heat as she became dehydrated.
There are three in this group on my Mother’s rear deck.