Post 1251: A Christmas greeting from a couple of cats…

No, not Andy and Dougy (though they do wish you a blessed Christmas), but from my friend Deborah’s Charles and André, here in a holiday photo slide show.

“Meow! Meow!”

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 Deborah assures me Charles enjoys dressing up, and that he purrs while in costume. On the other hand, Dougy and Andy prefer to walk around in their birthday suits!

Post 1078: 4th of July…Happy Independence Day!

Be safe and enjoy the holiday!

Be safe and enjoy the holiday!

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The kitty boys and Doug hope you have a happy and safe Independence Day! 


Post 930: What!? Halloween lands on Caturday this year!

Andy tries to put on a Halloween stance. He was really embarrassed when the human proclaimed the last day of September Halloween earlier this year....!

Andy tries to look Halloweeny.
He was really embarrassed when the human proclaimed the last day of September Halloween earlier this year….!

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Dougy says “Every day is Caturday!”
He isn’t much for Halloween, but he loves Caturday!

Post 777: bringing the flowers home…

Thanks to cool, rainy weather the past few days, the potted flowers I put out for Memorial Day survived nicely.
Today, though, it was time to bring them home. After a few days, the city removes flowers and decorations not retrieved by family and friends, so I always err on the side of “too soon”.

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They have, after all, served their purpose on the holiday, and now it’s time to serve a happier, more decorative purpose on my front and dad

My camera battery “died” after the first two floral portraits. A third flower will have to wait to be photographed. This is how I let my brother and sisters know I took care of Memorial Day here.

A cousin who usually decorates two of the same graves I do (her father and our paternal grandmother; my parents) didn’t make it up to Alliance this year for whatever reason. I’ll call her because it is very unusual for her to miss Memorial Day. She publishes a major issue of her newspaper this time of year — I just got it in the mail the other day — and I am concerned she may have worked herself into a bad cold or something. This special edition always takes a lot out of her, so I am concerned she missed the holiday here.

I know she will feel better knowing those two graves were tended to, so this is how I will let her know, too. I pray she is OK.

Post 775: uneven ground…

I walk with a cane. Some days I am very wobbly and most days I get along as well as one can.

The past few days I’ve been very wobbly. I kept putting off looking for potted flowers for the family graves, thinking, “Tomorrow, surely, I will be better!” I wasn’t. My worst fear, though, was not getting flowers on the graves this year, breaking a Memorial Day practice going back three generations. 

Then, today, I woke up with very little pain and found I could walk reasonably well. No, fairly well! I would buy flowers after all!DSCN0677

I was greatly relieved. Then I couldn’t cash a check because the bank was closed. It struck me I’d somehow missed a day this week, that it was Sunday. Oh no! I would pay for the flowers with plastic, but that meant I had to take them out to the cemetery today, not tomorrow, when I thought tomorrow was Sunday!

I had to pause a few times walking to the graves. Uneven ground is the bane of people with canes, and cemeteries are just that: lots of uneven ground.

But I got the flowers out! 

Post 636: Dougy explains time…

Dougy’s second New Year holiday left him conscious of the inexorable passage of time. Why, when this video was shot, he was a solid year and a half old! Tempus fugit and all that…!

Hope you enjoyed this little rerun of one of my favorite videos of Dougy!

Post 630: Andy accuses Doug of indolence. What does he know?

Yeah, January 1st’s coming up, fast! Andy knows of Tom and Doug’s plan to post a blog about blogs they both enjoy, one for each of the von Kapherr cats. (We’re talking 23 now!)

Andy’s watched Doug closely since Tom made the proposal, and he knows Doug: How many times has he failed to keep up with the litter box “accumulations”, and poor Andy had to step delicately around “it”? Even one time was too much! Doug’s a regular lazybones!

"Have you begun work on the blog on blogs yet? Time's running out!"

“Have you begun work on the blog on blogs yet? Time’s running out!”

Andy is a cruel taskmaster when he sets his mind to it. Of the two brothers, he’s the serious one. Dougy (not to be confused with Doug, who’s the human) is the goofy one, ready to play in a second. Yeah, when Doug named the boys, he really got it right: Andy after the apostle and saint Andrew; Dougy after himself, the world’s biggest (and fattest!) procrastinator!

"Why do I have to ride you like a horse to get the simple things done? Why!?"

“Why do I have to ride you like a horse to get the simple things done? Why!?” Andy demands an answer.

Doug clenched his teeth and thought dangerously, “If I had to do it again, I’d name that dang Andy after Marcel Marceau. Maybe then he’d keep his mouth shut!” 

“OK, Andy, I’ll get right on it,” Doug said in a meek tone of compliance. Andy doesn’t say much, but when he speaks, he has the “Deadly Claws of Instant Compliance, NOW!” to back him up. Better safe than sorry!

Doug got right to work on the blog on blogs. Andy is watching and he’s not amused.

Post 627: I get a white Christmas, kind of…!

There’s still some snow on the ground, with a 40% chance of more this morning and tonight, but as the Italian proverb states, “A thousand probabilities don’t make one fact.” In the meantime, we have old snow from an earlier storm, and it’s a bit melted. 

Snow where I park my car.

Snow where I park my car. One of these days, I may fall on my caboose in the drift along my car. 

Snow down by the Central Park. (Not New York City...we have one, too!)

Snow across the street from the Central Park. (Not in New York City…we have one, too! Nice but much smaller….)

Snow toward the football stadium. )(Go Dawgs! Go Big Blue!)

Snow, looking toward the high school football stadium. (Go Dawgs! Go Big Blue!) Must be Christmas. There’s Santa! And a tank’s aimed at the brick house in the photo above. Peace on Earth, Good Will to All!

Looking pretty good, what with all that snow covering the Canada goose poop for which Laing Park is notorious is, well,  Laing Park!

Looking pretty good, what with all that snow covering the Canada goose poop for which Laing Park is notorious. Yes, this is snow at Laing Park! It’s safe for your children to play here at the moment because the thousand resident geese are west of town terrorizing some guy’s farm for whatever they find to eat there. Just stay off the spots where the snow’s melted! Ew! May you have a Blessed White Christmas and a Happy New Year!

Post 611: Bah!

It’s difficult to get into the Christmas mood when advertisers have bombarded me with Christmas since before Halloween. It doesn’t help, either, that it’s supposed to be between 55°F-65˜F (13°C-18°C) during the day (sun promised!) the rest of the week. Yet, the inexorable march toward that holiday goes on.

One of these days, I’ll wake up, and…”AIYEEE! Christmas!” Um, it’s the 10th of December and I haven’t sent one card. I use the cats as my excuse not to put up decorations, let alone a tree full of “cat toys”. I better get with it.

Christmas stamps. They came yesterday...!

Christmas stamps. They came yesterday…!

The arrival of the Christmas stamps means I can’t put off writing cards any longer. Well, I can, but I better not! (By the way, this may be the closest I get to wishing you a blessed Christmas. Bah!)