So many cats, so little time...
Louise continues to favour the cooktop as her favourite post-supper resting place.
My satanic little cat, amongst the chicken paraphernalia! Usually there is a nice Oaxacan handpainted wooden chicken where she's sitting, but she knocked it over, so I took it away.
She should be down on that buffet (left) with the cat collection! My friend Ronna painted that "Meow!" bowl.
Butter wouldn't melt.
Meanwhile, across the room we have still more cat/chicken action!
Deb at Just Cats gave me that GREAT rooster doorstep. Alas, Julius has no respect for it, and performs his up-close-and-personal ablutions right in its beak!
And over on my desk...
...Emily and my whacked-out tape dispenser enjoy the afternoon sun, making it difficult for me actually to use my desk.
As does this. The bird-watching feline fanatics!
And oh look! Can you spot Louise's new snoozing place?
Very nice. Shouldn't be long before that folk-art pig from Nova Scotia is on the floor.
Louise is EVERYWHERE...
Attempting to go incognito. Good luck with that!
My buddy Eugene gave me that old framed photo of a cat in a window. He has a treasure-trove of old goodies in his man-cave. I wonder where the photo came from? The little carved sleeping cat next to Louise is from York, England. I picked it up on my last trip there.
I love her pointy little fangs. She is TROUBLE!!
There's your cat compendium for today!