Well, I did it. I finally changed this blog over to the New Blogger. It seems to have gone well, but I couldn’t be certain until I’d actually posted something. And since I don’t have a new recipe for you, I thought I’d show you photos of my third favorite photography subject (after family and food): CATS.
My cats always look so serious. I wish I could get them to smile, but that’s just the way they are. I assure you that they are happy, healthy, friendly cats, but they’re also very serious. The one in front, Bud, will come running the second my daughter raises her voice in distress and will meow repeatedly to let us know that she’s in trouble. He’s a very loving, loyal cat, but not given to smiling.
Despite his sentry-like stance in this photo, Domino is no watch-cat. If an adult other than D. or me enters the house, he runs to hide in our bedroom. Kids are a different story. He’s never been afraid of children and will plop himself down in the midst of a crowd of them.
Leda, in the background, is a true scaredy cat. In fact, I took this photo because it’s one of the few times she’s emerged from the house. She hides under the sofa or bed from everybody except D. and me (including, unfortunately, E). At night she comes out of hiding and sleeps on my pillow, keeping my head warm and probably my lungs filled with cat fur. At less than 5 pounds, she’s the size of a kitten, but she’s 11 years old.
And that’s the Serious Cat round-up for this week, brought to you by the New Blogger.