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collisionwork) wrote2007-02-09 07:35 pm
collisionwork) wrote2007-02-09 07:35 pm
Friday Cat Blogging
James Comtois has apparently been sneaking into Berit's and my home and taking photographs of our cats, if you believe his blog. I would not mind so much, but for the fact that he isn't sharing the shots with us, and we could use them.
Unfortunately, as a result, we have no recent, good shots of the fuzzy monsters. I have to grab a dsiposable camera, or borrow a friend's digital, soon, to get some shots of Hooker while he's still in the head cone. He'll be stuck there another couple of weeks, it seems.
Until I have those shots, here's three old ones:
Bappers, my mom and brother's cat in Portland, ME, is 13, and looks great for her age. Very active indoor/outdoor cat, too. Amazing she's lived this long. She used to disappear, sometimes for weeks at a time, but she's always come back. Her real name is "Sneakers," but "Bappers" stuck for reasons too long and silly to go into here.
Hooker is 5 1/2 and was rescued at the age of about 4 weeks from a deli at Houston and Eldridge Streets that my friend Michele was evicting. The deli owners cut out on the place, leaving the kitten behind, so Berit and I took him in. He is named for John Lee Hooker, who had died shortly before (and, secondly, for T.J. Hooker, who shall never die).
Simone (usually called "Moni," pronounced "moany") is probably about 3 1/2 years old. Berit found her, a tiny, emaciated stray, in front of our building. We figured she was about 4 months old, but she hasn't grown much since then - she was obviously malnourished on the street - so we really have no idea how old she was when we took her in. She's named for Nina Simone, who had died shortly before.
Back to work on the scripts; too much to do, too much to do . . .
Unfortunately, as a result, we have no recent, good shots of the fuzzy monsters. I have to grab a dsiposable camera, or borrow a friend's digital, soon, to get some shots of Hooker while he's still in the head cone. He'll be stuck there another couple of weeks, it seems.
Until I have those shots, here's three old ones:
Bappers, my mom and brother's cat in Portland, ME, is 13, and looks great for her age. Very active indoor/outdoor cat, too. Amazing she's lived this long. She used to disappear, sometimes for weeks at a time, but she's always come back. Her real name is "Sneakers," but "Bappers" stuck for reasons too long and silly to go into here.
Hooker is 5 1/2 and was rescued at the age of about 4 weeks from a deli at Houston and Eldridge Streets that my friend Michele was evicting. The deli owners cut out on the place, leaving the kitten behind, so Berit and I took him in. He is named for John Lee Hooker, who had died shortly before (and, secondly, for T.J. Hooker, who shall never die).
Simone (usually called "Moni," pronounced "moany") is probably about 3 1/2 years old. Berit found her, a tiny, emaciated stray, in front of our building. We figured she was about 4 months old, but she hasn't grown much since then - she was obviously malnourished on the street - so we really have no idea how old she was when we took her in. She's named for Nina Simone, who had died shortly before.
Back to work on the scripts; too much to do, too much to do . . .