Friday, December 16, 2011
Richard and I love our animals...they're spoiled rotten, too.
I needed some sleep and went to nap. Richard decided to nap, too. He came in and found this...Buddy, Christian and Dinah had joined me. Richard napped on the couch. Guess he should feel lucky it wasn't the doghouse.
Buddy sleeping on the Christmas pillows with his Wubbie. Life is good.
Buddy supervising me while I am quilting.
Echo, Flint, and Buddy supervising Richard and I as we put up the Christmas tree and decorations.
Emmy, the feral cat has been coming in at night. A rare photo of her, sleeping at the foot of our bed.
Dinah contemplates the meaning of life, the universe and everything. But probably, she just sees a bird.
Thursday, December 08, 2011
I looked out my office window and Christian was on the ground. Some birds were swooping around. I don't think they were teasing him. However, Christian apparently decided he could have a bird lunch.
We have always wondered how Christian managed to survive outside, because he has no protective coloring at all. His white-bibbed front is visible, night and day. His orange tabby back doesn't blend with anything natural.
Well, we were wrong. Christian blends with fall colors. Can you see him in the tree below? I made a black arrow. If you click on the photo, it will enlarge and you will see his two white paws.
See his paws?
Here he is, trying to get down. Richard and I, cruel cat parents that we are, stood and laughed, watching him circle that branch about 10 times, almost falling off another branch as he tried to figure out how to get back down on the ground (No birds were harmed in this picture, they chattered at the top of the tree and flew off). I started yelling, "Backwards, Christian, climb down backwards!" He obviously had no idea what I meant.
Finally, he figured it out. Note his awkward position, he slid that far, then realized he could hook his claws in and "step" down. About 5 feet from the ground, he took a flying leap and did a four-point landing in the grass. Of course, Dinah was on the porch watching, so perhaps he wanted to impress her. *She* knows how to climb trees, and can get down easily.
Tuesday, December 06, 2011
This is the season the ancients chose to celebrate the birth of Christ. Glory to God in the Highest, peace and good tidings on earth.
I went to visit my sister for a few days and in addition to my sewing, her baking, feeding animals, garage-saling, and shopping, we managed to go look at the lights in the Ft. Smith, Arkansas parks...and best of all, a living Nativity at one of the churches. Actors and actresses dress up in costumes to play the parts. Sheep, cows, donkeys, goats and camels also make their debut in the live scenes. I forget the name of the church that put it on, but it was so beautiful and moving. We all loved it.
The final scene in the living Nativity - the wisemen bringing gifts to the Saviour.
The park's lighted Nativity display.
Ahhh...the belle of the Mississippi and other rivers - a lighted paddlewheel riverboat. That's my sister and I standing in front of it.
We had a great time together and plan to do it again.