Noel, the Christmas-cat, will be 13 years young on Tuesday. If you search ‘Noel’ on the sidebar, you will probably find more posts at the DogDaz Zoo on her then any of the other animals. Maybe because she is the oldest of the current pack, or maybe because she is so photogenic. I can’t believe that this little white terribly ill rescued kitten grew into this amazing white rabbit-fur purr machine. Noel has the Feline Herpes (FVR) virus, which almost left her blind. I had to carry her for a month close to my chest to keep her breathing and now look at her: Queen of the Zoo.
I was standing in the yard with the dogs and one of the many many cardinals that live in my yard, graced me with a quiet moment so that I could take a photo of him. The other day, there were 4 vibrant red males in my mock orange bush, but alas, I did not have my phone/camera.
Charles wanted to lie on the blanket, but Mini Cooper got there first!
Usually, she lies on the towel on the pillow to the right, but she changed her mind. So shortly after this shot, Charlie climbed up on the pillow and laid there instead.
What I wouldn’t give to sleep like a cat, in a pure state of grace. Noel loves to sleep on any blanket or pile of soft stuff that she can find. I, on the other hand, could be in the most comfortable bed in the world and would not find the uninhibited peace of deep slumber. Oh, to be a cat at the DogDaz Zoo.
I am used to Nine stealing Louise’s bed. He does it often. And Lulu usually doesn’t mind. She sleeps on the carpet instead.
But for some reason, Lulu decided she wanted to be in her bed even if Nine was there. This is something I have never seen before at the DogDaz Zoo. Especially because there is another dog bed right next to that one that Louise could have settled into. They never cease to amaze me.
I find it so calming to watch animals sleep. They seem to sleep with such abandon. The animals always seem to be sleeping in weird and different places in the house. I think I was drying a rug on top of the washing machine and he decided it was comfy.
Golden slumbers kiss your eyes, Smiles awake you when you rise; Sleep, pretty wantons, do not cry, And I will sing a lullaby, Rock them, rock them, lullaby.
Care is heavy, therefore sleep you, You are care, and care must keep you; Sleep, pretty wantons, do not cry, And I will sing a lullaby, Rock them, rock them, lullaby.
‘Golden Slumbers’ is a lullaby from Thomas Dekker’s 1603 play Patient Grissel, written with Henry Chettle and William Haughton. You may recognize it because The Beatles used it in their song of the same name on their Abbey Road album.
Just another DogDaz morning at the zoo ❤
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