Saturday, August 06, 2005

Gotta Dance

OK, I'm taking the easy way out of blogging once again by posting a funky picture of one of my cats. But she is inspirational, is she not? Sometimes ya just gotta dance....

As soon as I get a working scanner again, I want to show you the picture I have of her fighting me for a piece of lambchop.

7 Comments:

At 10:56 AM, Blogger drummaster2001 said...

i hate dancing. i'd rather sit and play my guitar. random soloing can lead to many things, especially when an effect pedal is involved.

 
At 1:08 PM, Blogger Always On Watch said...

Eather,
Hooray! A cat picture! I'm busy right now, but I'll be back.

Cat's name, please.

 
At 8:37 PM, Blogger Always On Watch said...

The kitty in this picture reminds me of our old girl Sheba (age 17). She's not so playful anymore, though. But just the other day, one of the younger huntresses brought in a field mass, and Sheba actually got up and tracked the little varmint. And she still bats at the laser light--IF she doesn't have to get up.

Cats rule!

What is your cat playing with in this photo?

 
At 8:29 AM, Blogger Gindy said...

Great picture. You cat looks like it is being controlled by puppet strings.

 
At 9:19 AM, Blogger Esther said...

DM, I tried to teach her guitar but it just didn't stick. ;)

AOW, she's a bit shy about sharing her personal info on the next. She's so pretty, she fears stalkers. As for what she's playing with, I believe it was some kind of intricate bow on the top of a present. She had to grab at it so my friend held it really high and I snapped the picture.

LOL Gindy. When she started doing that I knew I had to capture it on film. That was taken about 5 years ago. Wonder if her lazy bones would still do that. ;)

 
At 8:36 PM, Blogger drummaster2001 said...

can cats play the bongo drums?

 
At 12:36 PM, Anonymous Rory said...

Esther, she's so cute and I can't wait to see the picture of the two of you fighting over the lamb chop. I once had to separate one of my cats from a pork chop bone that she managed to maneuver out of the garbage pail. The little bugger actually growled at me, but I couldn't even yell at her because she sounded so silly. The thing is that she's normally a very placid cat, but you know how they can get when there's food involved.

 

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