Juggling life through a bi-polar lens. Sometimes up, sometimes down. Mostly trying to tread water in the middle. Creating a likeness to a normal life. Whatever "normal" is...

Saturday, 13 October 2007

Toe Tabby

This postcard came from a friend in Rome.

I love the way cats have no respect for things that we hold in any kind of esteem: the hard-worked flowerbed, the basket of clean washing, the best chair, the hand-embroidered bed cover that's been passed down through the family. To them it's all just a place to relax.

And here. Geography? History? Art? Nahhh..... this toe just fits my shape perfectly, thanks, and the stone makes a cool spot for my afternoon nap. Why? Was there something else?

11 comments:

Shrink Wrapped Scream said...

Oh, that is simply delicious!

Colleen said...

Apparently you speak Cat? You speak Cat very well! =)

B.T.Bear (esq.) said...
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B.T.Bear (esq.) said...

She speeks Bear, too!

CHEWY said...

This is very disturbing. The cat looks like a miniature.

Cindy said...

Way to go cat! I think we could all learn from a cats' approach to life.

Rachelle said...

She probably thought, "When in Rome, do as the Romans do!"

After all, didn't they nap after eating?
:))
Slainte~
Rachelle
Ps... hope you are feeling a little better, this is the 'down' time of year, and it doesn't help when you get sick on top of it.

Helena said...

Shrinky,

I love this cat! I love tabbys! What am I talking about? I just love cats! LOL

Helena said...

Chewy,

oooo good point. And nothing to prove it isn't.

Ner na ner na ner na ner na (Twilight Zone music)

Helena said...

CIndy,

ABSOLUTELY!!!!!!!

Helena said...

Rachelle,

Oh dear. I took so long to answer here! I hope you are OK with all those fires up there...