Cleo has pretty much free run to do whatever she wants to do,
except for the time she tried to dynamite the tree in the back yard to get mr. squirrel .
it says it is native exclusively to the Yucatán Peninsula , where the dinosaur-ending astroid hit millions of years ago.Wonder if that big bird
got his exotic colors from the proximity of a such a large intergalactic object.
There won’t be a “My Boring Sunday bit ” until Sunday, July 3, 2022.
Remember I’ve been advised to not stress the surgery stitch line until Wednesday, June 22, 2022.
I don’t think there’s any point in boring you with only three days, so July 3 it is.
There won’t even be a step count because (unless it turns up somewhere-I-put-it-down-and-forgot-where / more than likely possible) the step counter fell off my belt last Tuesday, and I’m not going to replace it. If it turns up though I’ll go back to having fun with it.
Stopping until the end of Week 15.
I downloaded a free app to my phone to count steps. One of the hearing aid manufacturers is coming out with hearing aids that will count steps and monitor your heart rate. I am not joking. It’s a real thing.
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Some time ago, a photo was posted of a mother white tiger holding her newborn cub in her mouth. Is this the same pair?
not sure….going to have to rely on ol’ Alex to research that one
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Snow Day By: Matt Dixon
i’m siiiiiiging in the rain……………….
…or snow… ♪
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Norman Catwell By: Lucia Heffernan
Love this!
It appears to be, of course, a parody of Norman Rockwell’s “Triple Self-Portrait”…
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(Which itself, is probably a parody of the famous basset one, by Norman Dogwell.)
An article about MARTIN WHATSON I visited his website, which was linked to in the article, and, frankly, was not the least bit impressed.
Art, like beauty, is in the eye of the beholder.
(apologies to Margaret Wolfe Hungerford)
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That poor scared kitten.
This is not funny.
He’s looking right at you. Did you scare him??
I had a cat who did this all the time, especially when she was still very young.
She wasn’t scared of anything… I called it playing “mad cat”.
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She was pretend-attacking, jumping on the bed, and hopping all the way across the room, arched and sideways, all at top speed.
Sometimes she’d slash away, downwards, at an imaginary toy, or possibly prey.
After a couple of minutes, it would stop as suddenly as it began.
As Happy³ says, she was playing.
That looks like play. That last little bounce away at the end looks like the prelude to a kitten attack.
Someone is wound up.
Beautiful!
Another bit of singing that came out of that series.
one of my favorites!
Funny, after all these years, “Efrom Zimbalest Junior” still rolls off the tongue.
A neighborhood watch captain’s work is never done.
Poor little pup. I suppose he will never be the same, but at least he has improved.
Another one from Pickled Pete at today’s “The Comic Strip….”
Good one!
Teresa Burritt’s FROG BLOG has some interesting stuff today. If you’ve never visited, it’s always worth a drop in.
she posts some grand and interesting collections there.
I like how her mind works
Rebel without a Ma and Pa, at least in terms of proper guidance.
Rebel Above the Laws…
or so she thinks.
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It’s a good thing Cleo’s full grown, or I’d have to worry about what she was going to grow up into.
Luckily, she gets distracted by her movie career.
And pizza.
Rebel without a clue.
our Cleo….. can’t live with her. can’t rebel without her.
Cleo has pretty much free run to do whatever she wants to do,
except for the time she tried to dynamite the tree in the back yard to get mr. squirrel .
Wikipedia on the OCELLATED TURKEY.
it says it is native exclusively to the Yucatán Peninsula , where the dinosaur-ending astroid hit millions of years ago.Wonder if that big bird
got his exotic colors from the proximity of a such a large intergalactic object.
Her paws are busy though.
Good Sunday morning and Happy Fathers Day to all the pops out there!
All dads check your watches and let someone else cook the turkey. (((((HuGz!)))))
Having Father’s Day and Turkey Day coincide does not seem right! Shouldn’t it be “Grilled Steak Day”?
Any meat on a fire would be good.
My Boring Sunday bit:
There won’t be a “My Boring Sunday bit ” until Sunday, July 3, 2022.
Remember I’ve been advised to not stress the surgery stitch line until Wednesday, June 22, 2022.
I don’t think there’s any point in boring you with only three days, so July 3 it is.
There won’t even be a step count because (unless it turns up somewhere-I-put-it-down-and-forgot-where / more than likely possible) the step counter fell off my belt last Tuesday, and I’m not going to replace it. If it turns up though I’ll go back to having fun with it.
Stopping until the end of Week 15.
I downloaded a free app to my phone to count steps. One of the hearing aid manufacturers is coming out with hearing aids that will count steps and monitor your heart rate. I am not joking. It’s a real thing.
My smartwatch does both of those things.
Happy Father’s Day to all the Dads in this family!