There’s no need for a piece of sculpture in a home (or garden) that has a cat.
I saw my cat, Fuzzy (who is completely recovered!), sitting in the cool garden bed today. Just thought I’d snap a few photos.
I assume he was aware of my presence, but he never turned around to see.
Is he hunting birds? A mouse? (He’s a terrible hunter, btw). Provoking our other cat, Milo? Or just taking a late afternoon siesta?
We like to think perhaps he is enjoying the flowers. He’s a quirky cat. He sometimes pads his way to a portion of our lawn dense with violets, and plunks down in the soft grass. As if intoxicated, he breathes in the flowery perfume with deep cat sniffs. He’s such a corker!
May 5, 2009 at 1:57 pm
So cute and beautiful shots! He looks so chunky, he, he. Guess he found the flowers relaxing. When our cat sees a plastic bag on the floor he sits on it and falls asleep but when we move/shake a plastic he runs away as fast as he can, lol…
May 5, 2009 at 7:13 pm
I love how he is sooo ignoring you and your camera!! Mine do that. I can be right next to Grace calling her name and she acts like I’m calling “Mace” or “Face” or “Tace”….anything but her name. Ugh.
May 5, 2009 at 10:28 pm
Cool shots of the cat and the garden. My cat hardly will even go outside – lol.
May 7, 2009 at 9:49 pm
LOL reminds me of my cat when she was mad at me. I’d only get to see her back side. Glad he’s doing so well now.
May 8, 2009 at 6:50 am
I keep my cats inside all the time. I’d be afraid they’d run off!
May 18, 2009 at 4:59 pm
Looks like a quiet afternoon to me. How old is Fuzzy? Its interesting you should pick this name, as I am getting the feeling that it suits him quite well, and not just by the fur neither. Lovely to drop by!