Peanut caught Noel in a spiritual moment.
Happy Summer!!! Today it begins for us Northerners.
Have a wonderful Caturday.
I can not imagine a life without cats.
Just another CATDogDaz morning at the zoo ❤ 
Repost from January 2012. Sometimes a certain animal just rises to the top of the memory chain. Gertrude is gone 7 years now (my Mom is gone 14). Thinking a lot about both of them today for some reason. Though no reason is ever needed to think about the ones you loved. – Lorian

Sometimes I really miss Gertrude. She was a very quiet cat. She didn’t really interact with many people, or other animals for that matter, but she sure was vocal and bossy with me. It was rare that she even came out of my office, but, as you can see, it was a Sunday, and I was reading the big paper on the table, so she figured she would get up there and push me around. She was a very handy cat. Gerty would always be ‘poking’ and ‘pushing’ me with her paw. I figure that she was saying, “Mom, MOm, MOM!!!! Don’t you see me? I’m here and I want you to pay attention to me. And only me! MOM!!!! Are you listening?”
While I was away last week, K8 found this picture when she was cleaning her room and stuck it into the big picture I have of Squash E Bear next to my bed. It was so sweet to come home and be reminded of a furry love that has passed. Gertrude is gone 5 years now. Sometimes I swear I still see her scampering down the hall into my office. We don’t have any Calicos or long hairs at the moment, so it must be her. I wonder if she is seating with my Mom in heaven (Mom passed away 12 years ago this week, which is maybe why I am reminiscing). Past loves are always with me – just sometimes I feel a particular one more one day than another.
Just another CATDogDaz morning at the zoo ❤ 
I was trying to go to sleep last night and the kitties discovered a Cranefly over my bed.
They spent a good hour trying to catch it. I don’t know if they every did because I finally turned out the light.
Just another CATDogDaz morning at the zoo ❤

I was doing the laundry and I looked up and there was a vulture (named Nine the cat) way up in the ceiling. I have never had a cat like Nine. He finds the highest and most dangerous places to hide out. The only problem is that we are afraid he will fall between the walls when he is in the unimproved areas of the house. To get where he is in this picture (on top of the furnace duct), he jumped from the dryer, on the other side of the room, to the top of a cabinet, to a beam, then did a high wire act across that beam, to another cabinet, to the copper pipe, you get the idea, Oh my!
Happy Caturday.
Just another CATDogDaz morning at the zoo ❤
