Wordless Wednesday: I Left the Lady a Gift

Foiled Again.

Once again, I was able to thwart the lady in her attempt to get really good photos of me. Today she had to settle for the following:

Daily dirt bath.

Walking away from daily dirt bath.

The lady had to settle for the stone rabbit. She can only admire me from a distance.

The only "face shot" she got. The lady is in the chicken coop and I'm whining because she is taking a picture of:

Nigel the rooster.

More Butters and Taco

I have a some more photos of the two cats that live up the hill at the landlords' house. If you recall, they are feral cats that were adopted a few years back and have become more trusting of humans.

Taco spends a lot of time on the roof because she and Butters don't get along. She jumps down at meal times and gets fed inside the house. When the lady is pet-sitting, she uses those meal times to brush Taco. At first, Taco sort of of looked up, wondering what the heck was going on, and then she started purring. Butters also likes to be brushed. No photos of the brushing yet...the lady will work on that.

Caught Napping

The lady finally got a photo of me in the wicker chair. I was napping and she came out on the balcony carrying something to take down to the garage. I was a little suspicious that she lingered near the door, but I was too comfortable in my sunspot to move. So, she got the photo.

Also, I would like to mention my interview with Callie over at Troublin' Times. Thanks, Callie for including me in your "hot mancat" series of interviews.

Dirtbath City

People frequently ask me about my luxurious fur coat. "Mr. Black," they say, "tell us about your luxurious fur coat." Well, I'm sure my balanced diet is part of it. The lady also brushes me a couple times a week, which I like very much.

The real secret to my sleek, shiny, velvety fur is my daily dirt bath. I have a spot near the driveway that is an unpaved area, ostensibly for "visitor" parking (SNORT!). I've fashioned a little indentation there where I roll around and cover myself with dust. Now, this might seem counter-intuitive: rolling in dirt in order to have a lovely, clean coat. But, it helps absorb any excess oil, and I think it helps smother any little critter that may have decided to hitch a ride.

Those white spots are where my nips are (I have six, I think). I'm not sure why I have nips.

Geez. No privacy whatsoever.

I especially like to roll in the dirt right after the lady has brushed me. It seems to annoy her a bit. That's why I do it.

I Want Peace (and I always get what I want)

Día de los Muertos

Day of the Dead (Spanish: Día de los Muertos) is a holiday celebrated throughout Mexico and around the world on November 2 of each year (sometimes on both November 1 and 2), in connection with the Catholic holidays of All Saints Day (November 1) and All Souls Day (November 2). People get together to pray for and remember friends and family who have died.

José Guadalupe Posada created a famous print of a figure he called La Calavera de la Catrina ("skull of the rich woman") as a parody of a Mexican upper-class female. Its message is that not even the wealthy can escape death. This image of a skeleton dressed in expensive clothes and fancy hats has become associated with the Day of the Dead, and Catrina figures often are a prominent part of modern Day of the Dead observances.

This Catrina chick makes a good scratching post.

My contribution to the day.

Photo credit for Catrina sculpture (sans Mr. Black)