Something simple as I ease back into posting, hopefully more regularly.
Emeraldas with two of her purrimores*.
* Lexicographic coinage courtesy of Maggie.
My favorite bit is Watanuki’s right front paw there in front of Em. Despite appearances, she did not tear it off him, just casually plunked herself down on his leg. By the time I got the camera, she had started to ooze off. But the bright white paw really sets off her muzzle.
Some cats–arguably a near-majority–are naturally elegant. Their fur is just-so, they move through life with grace and style, and they would never deign to humiliate themselves in front of a human.
Then there’s Watanuki.
Yes, it’s time for the Kitteh Parteh.
And, yes, the bib was foisted on him by the bipeds who feared death by drowning in slobber.
And, yes again, standing on his hind legs gets the treats to his mouth a smidgeon sooner.
But he’s certainly not going to win any awards for elegance, grace, or table manners.
Amusing as that picture is, though, check out the scene after the treat goes down his throat and ‘Nuki begins to relax toward his normal four-legged posture.
It’s not so much the “Oh, my Cat, what have I done?” expression on his face that makes it hilarious. It’s the fact that this scene–right down to his expression–is usually repeated five or six times every night.
For a number of reasons, most of them irrelevant to anyone on the other side of my keyboard, today seemed like a good day to remind you that not all of the four-legged cute things around here are cats.
Case in point:
They worked their way along the hillside, and I was hoping to get some video of them eating when they got a little closer.
It didn’t turn out very well:
Turns out that cameras work much more consistently when there’s electricity in their batteries. Who knew?
By the time I had swapped out the battery, they’d had their fill of hillside grass. The best I could do was a quick still of their departure.
I conclude that they’re English deer: Americans would presumably know that they should keep to the other side of the street.
Or perhaps they’re learning traffic safety from some of our less cautious local drivers.