It was a great party: beautiful venue, excellent food, wonderful staff, awesome band (Tony’s band, Terraplane Station), nice guests. Too bad it’s over.
Okay, I guess I’ve posted enough flowers for awhile…or until I get some new photos of our wildly blooming hibiscus…or the bouquet of roses that will be at our wedding party this weekend…so I’ll show you a few of our cats again. Above is Abbey, one of our 3 indoor cats. She is now 10 years old, we found her in a desert mountain park when she was about 4 weeks old, abandoned. Abbey never does anything wrong and she dislikes both our indoor boy cats. She was very close to Scottie, our orange cat who died in 2006, but she hasn’t liked any of our cats since. She is short and a little pudgy (but we tell her she is voluptuous).
Marbles, above, is now 13. He is the only cat I’ve ever had that was officially adopted from a rescue group. The rest have all been strays who showed up. Marbles was 6 when we got him so we’ve had him almost 7 years. He did not get along with Scottie, the cat Abbey loved, and they had to be separated. He and Google are big buddies and hang out together a lot. Marbles likes almost constant attention from humans. He’s a dainty little boy cat, weighing only about 8 pounds.
And then there’s Google, who is now 3. He just showed up one day when he was about 3 months old when Tony was feeding the other outdoor cats. He was tame, thin, and very friendly. We didn’t think he should be outside on his own so he became an indoor cat. He is up to no good most of the time, is very chatty, and has a lot of personality. And he weighs over 17 pounds! He’s very long and big-boned. He’s clumsy and falls a lot…for a cat. If you’re a regular reader, you’ve seen him in the Christmas tree and working on various projects.
Then there are the 11 outdoor cats. Stripey Laurie, a feral cat, was just spayed yesterday and is recovering in a big carrier in Tony’s workroom.
Her sister, Grady, also feral, was spayed about 8 days ago and is totally back to normal, running around and chasing birds but misses Stripey Laurie right now. This is Grady, below, who is all gray.
Ten of the outdoor cats are now neutered/spayed. We only need Isabella fixed, the mom of several of our outdoor cats, including these 2. She is also mom to the triplets: Ebony, Ivory, and Edie, below:
Although they are all littermates, Ebony and Ivory are tame and Edie is still feral.
We also have:
Jessi, above, tame and very sweet. She mostly stays in our neighbor’s yard and comes over for meals. She doesn’t seem to like the other cats too much, except WB:
He was ill recently but is fine now. He’s the top cat. His assistant, Svengali, hangs around almost all the time like WB does. Somedays they tolerate each other, other days WB feels the need to let him know who’s in charge. Several of the other cats are afraid of Svengali because he used to chase them before he was neutered. Now, 6 months later, he rarely does that and he’s only playing when he does but they don’t see it that way. This is Svengali.
You remember Snowy; poor Snowy is also disliked by several of the cats.
Then there’s Smokey, also feral. She had kittens last year and went to Blistered Whiskers (like Edie before her) to be spayed and hang out with her kittens until they were old enough to be put up for adoption, then she came home. We don’t see her much during the day. She comes over for dinner most nights, hangs out with WB for awhile, and then heads back to the alley. I don’t think I’ve ever gotten a daytime photo of her.
And here’s Isabella, the mom of many, including Ebony, Ivory, Edie, Stripey Laurie, Grady, and many others now sadly departed. She is our last un-neutered cat and who we will be concentrating on catching in a few days before more kittens are born. She is very feral, very cautious, and not interested in wet food so she’s hard to trick.
Wish us luck.
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…a rose garden. This is a rose garden that my Thursday “Peanut Butter in the Park” co-worker and I saw last week on our lunch hour. It’s at Scottsdale Civic Center, which is close to where we work. I usually take my point and shoot with me and I’m glad I did. Do you know which had the sweetest scent? The solid lavender ones on the top right followed by the lavender-tinged white ones on the lower left.
I beg your pardon I never promised you a rose garden
Along with the sunshine there’s gotta be a little rain sometime
When you take you gotta give so live and let live and let go oh oh oh oh
I beg your pardon I never promised you a rose garden
Speaking of roses, the above photo is the front of the invitation to our wedding reception. Although we got married 2 weeks ago (today), our party isn’t until next weekend. It seemed easier to do it all in stages. I intentionally applied a texture to the photo to make it look soft, muted, and old-fashioned. Some people apparently “got” it and others didn’t, I guess, and thought they were poor photocopies. Nope, it looks the way I intended on the invitation and I was pleased with the printing (Ritz Camera). I’ve found that working hard at a party you are giving opens you up to criticism from some of those invited. That is just one example of the comments people have shared with me in the last few days. Sweet, huh? I realize I should just consider the source and be a little tougher but that isn’t one of my strong points. So I’m trying to become re-enthused about our upcoming party.
And, sorry, I don’t usually put negative personal stuff on my blog but I couldn’t resist a little rant.
What did you do as a child that created timelessness, that made you forget time? There lies the myth to live by. Joseph Campbell
Flowers of recent days…Tony’s boutonniere.
A bouquet the cats enjoyed nibbling on…
Our cat’s claw, which is in full bloom with dozens of flowers…a drought-tolerant vine that blossoms in April.
Whoever does not see God in every place does not see God in any place. Rabbi Elimelech