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Feline Friday – #128 and one half – Freddie skywalker

Freddie likes to hang out in high places. As a human with a fear of heights this gives me the heebee jeebies.

There is a roof top just a couple of feet below but I don’t like him being up there on the ledge. At seven years old he is still a strong jumper and leaps around at the speed of light… but he is getting more clumsy as the years go by.

As I was sitting out on the deck this afternoon I thought about building a catio. There is a nook at the side of the deck with walls on three sides. That would be a good starting point and I could punch a hole through the wall to install a cat door. Freddie won’t be happy but he’ll get used to it.

This seems like a workable project for a handyman. Off to Home Depot to look for supplies!


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Feline Friday – #128 – grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

How do I hate this new version of WordPress? Let me count the ways. I can’t figure out how to get back to the old easy-to-use version.

This blog post that took me so long to write because it is not intuitive, got totally wiped out so now I am really angry.

In corporate life I was a web designer/content manager so I ‘m not a total idiot regarding websites. But WordPress just got way too complicated for my capabilities. When I calm down, IF I calm down, I’ll come back and attempt to re-create the post.

In the meantime….. GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR…


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Feline Friday – #127 – Freddie the wanderer

A couple of weeks ago Freddie disappeared for over eighteen hours. I searched all his favorite places in the house and on the balcony and deck. But no Freddie.

I was already imagining my life without him. Being able to type on my keyboard with no interference. Being able to look at my computer screen without peering over a heap of fur.

Being able to sleep through the night without a giant lump crash landing on my stomach at 2:00am. Having all the bed covers to myself without having to fight for a small corner of the duvet.

Enjoying a glass of wine on the deck without having it knocked out of my hand. Making a tuna salad without fending off his snout in the middle of the bowl.

Ahhhh…. a peaceful, Freddie-less life!

Then he showed up meowing at my front door covered in dirt from head to tail. He ate about five-days worth of food. Then he flopped down on my desk… too exhausted to wash himself.

It would have been great if he had a GoPro camera on his head so I could know where he went. And to know how he got out. Did he fall off the roof? Did he climb down a tree? Freddie isn’t talking so I may never know.

Right now I am trying to push and shove Freddie across the desk. He isn’t budging. Life is back to normal…


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Feline Friday – #126 – testing out napping places

 

Frankie is shopping for a new place to take a nap. He’s trying this one on for size… hmmm… maybe not.

 

Perhaps this one’s a little better? Doesn’t quite do it.

 

Ah, this one’s good… plenty of space to spread out… but it’s a little on the damp side… Will he ever find the right place?

 

 

Yes, I think he found the perfect spot… it comes complete with a radio/CDplayer and a TV… and the laptop makes a great bed… everything he could possibly need.


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Feline Friday – #125 – two heads are better than one

Frankie and Freddie say two heads are better than one. Sharing a meal with a friend is so much nicer than eating out of your own dish.

In Culver City restaurants are only allowed to offer outside dining during the coronavirus pandemic so Frankie and Freddie are complying in order to do their part.

After lunch there’s a mandatory siesta period.

I feel a nap coming on myself.

 

 


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Feline Friday – #124 – sweet banana peppers and geraniums

Sorry, the scanner is occupied right now… you’ll have to wait.

Frankie is keeping the sweet banana peppers warm so they ripen faster.

Frankie thinks he is camouflaged as a geranium… it almost worked.

Freddie has perfected the art of napping… if he can’t see you, you can’t see him!

Such a sweet little face on such a naughty cat!

Freddie studying something very intently… staring for long periods of time is one of his talents.

 

Freddie taking a little walk in his sleep… at the end he responds to his name.


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Feline Friday – #123 – Frankie and Freddie doing their thing

Most Tuesday afternoons you’ll find me at the Culver City Farmers Market buying fresh local produce. Of course, anything new that comes into the house has to be checked out by the Inspector in Chief, Freddie. He gave everything an A+ rating but was disappointed there was no tuna. Update: I decided to make a tuna salad for dinner and he did get his share.

Don’t you wish you could be like Frankie and at any given moment you could curl up on an old box and fall asleep?

Next time I’m going to adopt miniature cats so they fit better on the desk.

Just a lazy afternoon on the deck.

I think this is about the 1,274th time Frankie has shoveled all the pens and pencils out of the pencil cup. I have several around the house for convenience and they all end up like this.

Freddie watching the squirrels out of the living room window.

I bought a case of industrial size toilet paper rolls (twice the size of normal rolls). We can only use single ply in our plumbing and it was hard to find. This had really good reviews on Amazon and actually I like it even better than my usual brand as it’s quilted. Frankie wondered when he could have the empty box… sorry, not for a long time. Now I’m ready for the next TP emergency!

Do you see Frankie’s eye peering out of the opening in the box? He was watching me working on the computer… it was rather eerie to look up and see his squinty eyeball.

This is the box he was occupying. I have hundreds of years’ worth of negatives from my old film cameras. I keep threatening to scan them all into Photoshop “one of these days” so I can work on them. In the meantime they make a comfy bed for Frankie.

I read that the best way to absorb vitamin D from the sun is through the legs and feet. I mentioned this to Frankie and he thought that sounded like a good idea.

I used to call my dear departed feral cat Pharoah, “The Pillow King” as his favorite spot to take a nap was among the pillows on the love seat. He was the color of the desert sand and blended in so well you couldn’t tell where he ended and the pillows began. Freddie has since attempted to take his place but he just doesn’t blend in as well… good try though!

 

 

 

 

 

 


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Feline Friday – #122 – every day is Friday

With most of us sheltering in place it seems every day is Saturday, every day is Sunday, every day is Tuesday and every day is Friday. So that lets me off the hook having to upload Feline Friday on the day formerly known as Friday! Right?

How many cats do you know who have their own cat-size chair? One spoiled feline here. Actually, my mother had this chair custom made for her so she could sit and reach the ground… maybe to tie her shoe laces… who knows. Anyway, it works for Frankie!

Can you find the cat in the photo above? Yep, there he is hiding under the throw covers on the rocking chair. If I can’t find Freddie anywhere in the house I know to look here.

Trader Joe’s is no longer allowing customers to bring their own reusable bags during the pandemic. The last time I actually ventured into a store to buy food was a while ago. But when I did I came home with five paper bags. I threw them on the floor as I unloaded and of course it only took Frankie a nanosecond to appropriate them for his own usage!

I covered the chair cushions on the chairs that Frankie likes to sleep on with towels to keep them free from cat hairs. For whatever reason, he wasn’t interested in the chair by the stairs so I didn’t bother to cover it. I temporarily placed my shopping bag on the chair and went upstairs. When I came back down this is what I saw. He has now taken over the bag and the chair. The master must be obeyed.

You may not want to believe me but Frankie is sleeping in this position on the stairs. I tried to get his attention but he wouldn’t budge. I went up to my office to get my camera and came back down… he was still in the same position and stayed this way for quite awhile as I was walking around from the bedroom to the bathroom and up and down the stairs. Can we all say “cat nap”….

Freddie just wanted to have the last word as that doesn’t often happen for him living with Frankie the Bully. I must have a million photos of him lying on the keyboard. Of course this only happens when I’m working on the computer. No self-respecting cat would lie on the keyboard when their human is off doing something else. It’s a losing battle for sure.


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Beauty around the neighborhood

As a member of the Huntington Library, Art Museum and Botanical Gardens in San Marino, California, I miss strolling through the acres of plants, trees and flowers during the closure. In the meantime I feel fortunate to live in a beautiful neighborhood where a lot of homeowners take their landscaping seriously. Last Saturday I took my 50mm fixed lens for a stroll along Braddock, looped around Carlson Park and back along Farragut… a little over 2 miles.

Here are the results:

When I first bought the 50mm (1.4) lens I thought I had made a mistake. I didn’t like being trapped in that focal length after being used to my go-to 18-135mm lens. But as usual, with the camera equipment I buy, I left it too long to return the lens. So I had to make the best of it. Now it’s my second favorite lens next to my zoom. It forces me to see everything from one perspective. I have to physically walk up to my subjects or back up to get the view I want. It’s a challenge I enjoy.

Within the next week or so I intend to retrace my footsteps with my 18-135mm lens and see what I can capture at the wide angle and telephoto ends. Of course when I walk the neighborhood I am safe. I am wrapped up from head to toe like a mummy. I am sure I look like the angel of death with a black hat, black face mask, scarf, wearing a high neck sweater and jacket, etc. I notice since I have been wearing my face mask people tend to distance themselves from me more often, which is fine with me!

During this strange time in our lives we need all the beauty we can get. I hope you can all step (safely) outside in your own neighborhoods to appreciate the gifts nature gives us.