
And where do I sleep tonight?
And where do I sleep tonight?
Elvis is a real lap-cat, thus a purrfect companion to take selfies with. At first he was a little distracted as he desperately tried to push the releaser button. And lo and behold! He even managed to shoot a photo once!! 😀
Joker, Elvis’ big black brother, is not much of a lap-cat (yet anyway ;-)) so selfies with him have yet to happen.
Do you have a cat and is he/she a lap-cat?
My neighbor must be somehow related to Francis of Assissi, at least all animals seem to love him. My panther cat took to him as soon as he laid eyes on him. I can confirm that he is the absolut best, he kept me stocked with the most important essentials – comfort food like Maltesers and cookies – during my self-quarantine.
Today he obviously made a new friend… I got pictures from my neighbors partner showing him with the pigeon first on his shoulder and then on his hand. Magic!
My panther can be quite a (male) diva. He loves to be served and obeyed to his every last desire. Sometimes I have the willpower or I’m simply lazy enough to withstand. But when you see this face through the tinted front door window even the strongest resolve melts away after making me smile so hard I’m certain to expect a slight muscle ache in my cheeks by tomorrow morning.
He’s just the sweetest and most stubborn little boy. and he likes his staff well trained. My neighbors know. He’s hanging out with them a lot and they don’t have a cat door so they have to wait on him all the time. But they don’t mind. They are aware the cat took over and they are simply tolerated staff by now.
About a week ago I had to go to the doctor’s office for an annual checkup. While I was sitting in the waiting room a tiny fluffy black kitty hopped in the window, quickly gazed at me and offered me a little meow before plopping itself down on the chair next to me and starting to clean itself vigorously. I watched it for a while then shrugged and continued my reading. I was under the impression that this happened regularly and since I love a cat’s company I was in waiting room heaven.
When the doctor came to welcome me she greeted me,’looked at the cat, back at me and asked me quite dazzled whether the cat would be ok in the waiting room and I once again shrugged, telling her she probably ought to know better. A puzzled expression crossed her face and she asked me “So this is not your cat?” And I’m just like “Nope, I only bring my cats to the doctor when it’s a vet.”
Next thing I know is the doc calling for the assistant who looks at me a tad outraged and I immediately knew she too was thinking this was my cat. And there it was, she asked me and I once again declined patiently.
Both the assistant and doctor look a little helpless at this point and so the assistant tries to shake the cat off the chair which immediately makes me step in, cradle her in my arms and setting her outside the window. I’ve hardly ever seen windows being closed any faster.
The doctor and the assistant were quite obviously uncomfortable but to me it was one of my best visit to the doctor’s. If it were up to me I would only visit doctor’s with waiting room kitties, I’ve positively never been sooo relaxed in a doctor’s office ever!
Have a great start into this new week!
I never knew how birds – and I guess this was a bird’s doing – devour hedgehogs… Not that I was particularly eager to see this but spotting the hedgehog’s fishbone-like spine next to its empty shell was still somewhat fascinating. At least more so than the flat tire-meat version I descried on the road just a few minutes earlier :-p
Not a good day for hedgehogs I suppose…
Tare care y’all!!
Yours, S@m
Monday saw some torrential rain around where I live but – being my own hero and all – that didn’t keep me from going out for an hour long run… while my cats, the frog and the ball in the drawing, decided to stay put on the cozy warm DRY bed…
Now isn’t that some real kickass determination I showed on a public holiday??!? 😀
Spent the afternoon of my day off by the lake nearby. It was incredibly idyllic with only a few other people, ducks with chicklets and the eventual cloud to cool things off (apart from the dip in the lake).
Hope you soon get to spend such a magical couple of hours at your favorite spot!
S@m
YOGA DIESER TAGE
This is what yoga looks like these days…
So schaut Yoga dieser Tage aus…
While the current Stanley Cup final calls for Sharks vs. Penguins, the wildlife I encounter features just as much variety: Last week I spotted lots and lots of turtles along Ladybird Lake and one even sat quietly on the trail surrounding the lake. This weekend on my walk along the neighborhood wood and bush trail I walked upon – a giant, sunbathing snake! *OMG* At first I thought it was dead and I considered stepping over it. But my instinct knew better and retreated a few steps to consider the situation from afar – and sure enough: The snake lifted its head, darted its tongue in and out a couple of times and snaked its way off the path into the shrubberies. While quietly watching the snake I must have looked like a version of Edvard Munch’s painting The Scream.
Während der aktuelle Stanley Cup-Final Sharks (Haie) gegen Penguins (Pinguine) heisst, bietet die Tier-und Pflanzenwelt der ich begegne mindestens genauso viel Abwechslung: Letzte Woche entdeckte ich unzählige Schildkröten entlang des Ladybird Sees und eine sass gar ganz gemütlich auf dem Pfad der den See umsäumt. An diesem Wochenende auf meinem Spaziergang entlang des nachbarschaftlichen Wald- und Buschpfades begegnete ich dann – einer riesigen, sich sonnenbadenden Schlange! *OMG* Zuerst dachte ich, die Schlange sei tot und überlegte entsprechend noch, einfach über sie hinwegzusteigen, doch glücklicherweise behielt mein Instinkt die Oberhand und ich zog mich ein paar Schritte zurück, um die Situation aus etwas Entfernung zu begutachten – und wie nicht anders zu erwarten war: Die schlange reckte ihren Kopf in die Höhe, züngelte ein paar Mal und schlängelte sich dann ihren Weg ins Gebüsch. Während ich still und leise die Schlange beim Rückzug beobachtete, muss ich wie eine Version des Edward Munch Gemäldes “Der Schrei” ausgesehen haben.
And while keeping a cautious eye towards those same bushes I went on with my walk, undisturbed – most certainly because of my Gene Wilder-like stomp (see scene at 50m 20s) – and to this very day contemplating the kind of snake it may have been… If I was hard pressed for an answer I’d say it was a Desert Kingsnake, but couldn’t be sure. Because for quite obvious reasons I was reluctant to move my eyes away from the snake only to take a photo of it. Because I’m not a huge fan of “Look: selfie with snake – how cool’s thaaattt… arrrgh…”
Und während ich ein vorsichtiges Auge in Richtung eben jener Büsche behielt, setzte ich meinen Spaziergang ungestört – höchst wahrscheinlich dank meines Gene Wilder-artigen Gestampfes (siehe Szene bei Minute 50 und 20 Sekunden) – fort und bis zum heutigen Tage sinne ich darüber nach, um was für eine Schlange es sich da wohl gehandelt haben könnte… wenn ich um eine Antwort gedrängt wäre, so würde ich sagen, es war eine Wüstenkettennatter, aber sicher bin ich mir nicht. Denn aus ziemlich offensichtlichen Gründen bewegte ich meine Augen nur ungern von der Schlange weg, nur um ein Foto von ihr zu schiessen. Denn ich bin kein grosser Fan von “Guckt: Ein Selfie mit einer Schlange – wie cool ist das dennnnn…nnnnn… aaaargl…”
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