Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts

Thursday, March 7, 2013

Isn't That Just Ducky!





























Hello there!

Do you want to read this book?

Let's read! I will help you!

<sniff rustle sniffsniff rustlerustle>  (snort) Hmm.

Do you know that there are no pictures in this book?  Silly book!

I can find you a better book.

Sit down right here and I will find you a good book.

(scamper scamper scamperscamperscamperscamper)

<rustlerustlerustlescritchscritchscratchthump!>

(shhttp! tictic shhhtp! tictic shhhhtp!ticticsshhhhttppp!)

Here is a good book! Look! Look! ->

This book is the best!

Let's read! You'll love it! Let's read!

Isn't that just Ducky!


Go Dog Go!  (excerpt)

Dog

Big dog. Little dog.

Big dogs and little dogs. Black and white dogs.

"Hello!"

"Hello!"

"Do you like my hat?"

"I do not."

"Good-by!"

"Good-by!"

- P.D. Eastman, Go Dog Go, 1961.



This is my favorite part! 

Friday, February 22, 2013

Thank Gods It's FreyaDay!





























Good Day, Humans.

It is still winter in Minnesota.

But I am a resourceful cat.

I usually prefer my place of honor on the rug

in front of the fire.

Or my position of superiority on the back of the sofa

in front of the fire.

Occasionally, however, I will deign to honor my Human with my company.

As long as she is sitting in front of the fire.

Thank gods it's FreyaDay!



Cat's Dream
- Pablo Neruda

How neatly a cat sleeps,
sleeps with its paws and its posture,
Cat in the Moonlight
watercolor by Chandra Larocque
sleeps with its wicked claws,
and with its unfeeling blood,
sleeps with all the rings--
a series of burnt circles--
which have formed the odd geology
of its sand-colored tail.

I should like to sleep like a cat,                
with all the fur of time,
with a tongue rough as flint,
with the dry sex of fire;
and after speaking to no one,
stretch myself over the world,
over roofs and landscapes,
with a passionate desire
to hunt the rats in my dreams.

I have seen how the cat asleep
would undulate, how the night
flowed through it like dark water;
and at times, it was going to fall
or possibly plunge into
the bare deserted snowdrifts.
Sometimes it grew so much in sleep
like a tiger's great-grandfather,
and would leap in the darkness over
rooftops, clouds and volcanoes.

Sleep, sleep cat of the night,
with episcopal ceremony
and your stone-carved moustache.
Take care of all our dreams;
control the obscurity
of our slumbering prowess
with your relentless heart
and the great ruff of your tail.

Translated by Alastair Reid


Sunday, February 17, 2013

Isn't That Just Ducky!


Hello there!

Hi!

Hi there!

Hello!

Oh, were you reading?

Were you trying to work on the computer?

I can help you! Let me just come a little closer and...

Fooled you!

I actually have a slobbery chew for you to toss.

Playing fetch is much more fun than work!

Ffwup! Here, take this slimy chunk of rawhide.

You want me to "get down"
so you can go back to work?
Ha! Ha! Good one!
Now throw it! Throw it!

(scamper scamper scamper scamper)

Ha ha! Good job!

Ffwup! Throw it again!

(scamper scamper scamper scamper)

Ha ha! Good job!

Ffwup! Throw it again!

(scamper scamper scamper scamper)

Ha ha! Good job!

Ffwup! Throw it again!

(scamper scamper scamper scamper)

Ha ha! Good job!

Ffwup! Throw it again!

(scamper scamper scamper scamper scamper scamper)

Ha ha! Good job!

Ffwup! Throw it again!

(scamper scamper scamper scamper scamper scamper scamper scamper scamper)

Ha ha! Good job!

Ffwup! Throw it again!

(scamper scamper scamper scamper scamper scamper scamper scamper scamper scamper scamper

scamper scamper scamper scamper scamper scamper scamper scamper scamper scamper ...)

Isn't this fun? Much better than working on the computer!

Ffwup! Throw it again!

Isn't that just Ducky!


Friday, February 8, 2013

Thank Gods It's FreyaDay!





























May I help you?

Yes, I am in the exact same place where I was last week.

Is this a problem?

Did you not get the memo that we have moved to Minnesota? In the winter?

Humans perplex me.

It is cold outside. It is warm inside by the fire. I am dozing by the warm fire.

It all makes perfect sense.

The twins are off somewhere doing whatever it is that foolish kittens do.

My Human is busy scribbling away. (She is the perfect companion.)

And I am sensibly comfortable. Now go away, do human things and enjoy your day!

Thank gods it's FreyaDay!



Cats Sleep Anywhere

Cats sleep anywhere, any table, any chair.
Top of piano, window-ledge, in the middle, on the edge.
Open draw, empty shoe, anybody's lap will do. -->
Fitted in a cardboard box, in the cupboard with your frocks.
Anywhere! They don't care! Cats sleep anywhere.

Eleanor Farjeon (1881 - 1965)


Thursday, February 7, 2013

Isn't That Just Ducky!





Hello there!

It's another drizzly, chilly, slippery day out there.

There is too much salt on the roads to walk.

We are stuck inside and I am bored.

Can we play?  Can we play again right now?

I like snow but I do not like sleet and salt and ice.

I guess I will have to just curl up on your lap.

What? No, the laptop won't get in my way! See, it moves!

I guess we will just have a quiet day today.

Isn't that just Ducky!

Friday, February 1, 2013

Thank Gods It's FreyaDay!






























Good Morning, Humans.

It is the first day of February, the time when one really notices the days lengthening again.

Well, one would notice the days lengthening if one could stand the cold long enough to take a look outside!

PrrrrBrrrrPrrrr
Did I mention that we have moved to Minnesota?

My humans seem to love it. I have my doubts about their sanity.

Have you seen the weather outside? 35 below with wind chill!

I have decided that the best way to cope is to curl up and sleep.

And the twins have sensibly followed my example.  -->

It is quite cozy here, actually, snuggled up by the fire.

Prrrr. All is right with the world.

Thank gods it's FreyaDay!

                                               


On A Night of Snow

Look at this foolish feline!
No, close the door, you fool!
Cat, if you go outdoors, you must walk in the snow.
You will come back with little white shoes on your feet,
little white shoes of snow that have heels of sleet.
Stay by the fire, my Cat.  Lie still, do not go.
See how the flames are leaping and hissing low,
I will bring you a saucer of milk like a marguerite,
so white and so smooth, so spherical and so sweet -
stay with me, Cat. Outdoors the wild winds blow.

Outdoors the wild winds blow, Mistress, and dark is the night,
strange voices cry in the trees, intoning strange lore,
and more than cats move, lit by our eyes green light,
on silent feet where the meadow grasses hang hoar -
Mistress, there are portents abroad of magic and might,
and things that are yet to be done.  Open the door!

 - Elizabeth Coatsworth




Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Isn't That Just Ducky!




























Hello Everybody!

Look at this! It is snowing! I like snowy days!

Yesterday, I thought it was springtime because it was raining and warm outside.

I smelled the dark brown earth and the pine needles.

I smelled a rabbit and a hawk and I think I smelled a weasel, too!

Today, the earth is covered with snow again, but I can still find interesting things!

A rabbit made a little burrow under the juniper tree - I found the little clearing in the snow!

Look at the snow! I like snowy days!

Isn't that just Ducky!

Friday, January 25, 2013

Thank Gods It's FreyaDay!





























Good Morning, Humans.

Can you see me? Do you know where I am?

I am up here. Up in my secret aerie.

From my perch I can look down upon my domain.

Right below me the twins are sleeping together in a basket.

They can be tiresome, but they are adorable when they sleep.

When they awaken, they will go mad because it has begun to snow.

I will have to calm them and restore order. Whatever would my Humans do without me?

But for now, all is tranquil in my realm.

Thank gods it's FreyaDay!

Friday, January 18, 2013

Thank Gods It's FreyaDay!



























Good Morning, Humans.

I have had a difficult couple of weeks.

We have moved house. I dislike moving house.

My Humans appear to have lost their minds.

Apparently, Chicago was not cold enough for them, so we have moved to Minnesota.

There is only so much a cat can do to restore order to the universe when her Humans take leave of their senses.

I have supervised the twins. I have kept the home fires burning. I have done everything.

Now, I am taking a well-deserved siesta.

Thank gods it's FreyaDay!


CAT IN WINTER
(A Soutar)

That's right, you two. Stay out of trouble!
As winter's dusk engulfs the day,
He ventures out to hunt his prey,
With eyes as hard and cold as ice,
He waits for unsuspecting mice,
A little lion out to kill,
Impervious to icy chill.

He's heard this is what he should do,
But he's not really sure it's true,
He knows that cats are brave and bold,
And really do not mind the cold,
But though he knows he should stalk prey,
He'd rather stay at home and play.

Warm and cosy, snug and fed,
This winter cat goes up to bed,
But sometimes when the moon is full,
The age-old instincts start to pull,
Then in the night, beneath the sheet,
He wakes and kills his owner's feet.

(Note: Just to be clear; "he" would be Apollo, not moi.  signed, Freya)

Friday, December 21, 2012

Thank Gods It's FreyaDay!


























Good Morning, Humans.

What a to-do around here!

People hustling and bustling!

Paper flying, legs running, horns honking in the street below.

My stars! It's beginning to look a lot like something around here!

I will sit quietly under this lovely decoration.

My Human put it here just for me!

Happy Holidays, Humans!

Thank gods it's FreyaDay!


Tuesday, December 18, 2012

Isn't That Just Ducky!



Hello There!  Happy Holidays!

I am getting very excited for the holidays!

My Human will be home in just four more days and then the holidays will be really and truly happy!

I can't wait! I am so excited!

See this ball?  ------>

It has a picture on it of where my Human is right now.

See how far she will travel to come home to me?

My Human is coming home in four days

and I am getting very excited for the Happy Holidays!

Isn't that just Ducky!



Christmas Dog By Shel Silverstein

Tonight’s my first night as a watchdog,
And here it is Christmas Eve.
The children are sleepin’ all cozy upstairs,
While I’m guardin’ the stockin’s and tree.

What’s that now--footsteps on the rooftop?
Could it be a cat or a mouse?
Who’s this down the chimney?
A thief with a beard--
And a big sack for robbin’ the house?

I’m barkin’ I’m growlin’ I’m bittin’ his butt.
He howls and jumps back in his sleigh.
I scare his strange horses, they leap in the air.
I’ve frightened the whole bunch away.

Now the house is all peaceful and quiet again,
The stockin’s are safe as can be.
Won’t the kiddies be glad when they wake up tomorrow
And see how I’ve guarded the tree.







Friday, December 14, 2012

Thank Gods It's FreyaDay!

Freya is perplexed, but remains patient, as always.






























Good Morning, Humans.

There is no snow. Still.

My Human has been playing holiday music, but there is still no snow!

Today, she left before dawn. No cookies, no music, no snow!

I am going to wait right here until she returns.

Then, we will listen to holiday music together and pretend that there is snow!

Thank gods it's FreyaDay!

Friday, December 7, 2012

Thank Gods It's FreyaDay!














   Two

   Cats




















Good Morning, Humans.

I am miffed because we are still without snow.

I have decided to amuse myself by putting my two companions to work today.

Artemis and Apollo will entertain you.

What's that? They are asleep? Well, that makes a pleasant change around here!

Look at them.  Just look at them! (sigh)
Shh! Don't wake them up. Finally, I can survey my domain in peace and tranquility.

Although, they are rather endearing...
in an annoying, kittenish way.

I had decided to amuse myself by putting the A-team to work today, but they are asleep.

(sigh) Do I have to do everything?

Here is a poem. Enjoy.

Thank gods it's FreyaDay!



Two Cats

It's better to be a cat than to be a human.
Not because of their much-noted grace and beauty—
their beauty wins them no added pleasure, grace is
only a cat's way

of getting without fuss from one place to another—
but because they see things as they are. Cats never mistake a
saucer of milk for a declaration of passion
or the crook of your knees for

a permanent address. Observing two cats on a sunporch,
you might think of them as a pair of Florentine bravoes
awaiting through slitted eyes the least lapse of attention—
then slash! the stiletto

or alternately as a long-married couple, who hardly
notice each other but find it somehow a comfort
sharing the couch, the evening news, the cocoa.
Both these ideas

are wrong. Two cats together are like two strangers
cast up by different storms on the same desert island
who manage to guard, despite the utter absence
of privacy, chocolate,

useful domestic articles, reading material,
their separate solitudes. They would not dream of
telling each other their dreams, or the plots of old movies,
or inventing a bookful

of coconut recipes. Where we would long ago have
frantically shredded our underwear into signal
flags and be dancing obscenely about on the shore in
a desperate frenzy,

they merely shift on their haunches, calm as two stoics
weighing the probable odds of the soul's immortality,
as if to say, if a ship should happen along we'll
be rescued. If not, not. 

by Katha Pollitt

Tuesday, December 4, 2012

Isn't That Just Ducky!




Hello.

I am at the vet's office for my shots.

I don't think I like getting shots.

I like Doctor Katie, though. She is gentle and kind.

Can I just visit Doctor Katie and not have shots?

We can play! That sounds like a great idea!

I am at Doctor Katie's office and we are going to play!

Isn't that just Ducky!


Monday, November 26, 2012

Isn't That Just Ducky!





























Hello there, People!

We are putting up decorations! We put up lights and everything!

I am a helper! I run and I bark and I help everyone smile!

I help keep Frosty company as he waves to everybody...

...but Frosty! Why are you lying down?

We put up lights and decorations and everything and Frosty was bobbing and waving, too.

Frosty must be tired. I will still keep him company, though.

I am a good helper!

Isn't that just Ducky!


Friday, November 16, 2012

Thank Gods It's FreyaDay!






























Good Morning, Humans.

It is a lovely, bright fall morning and my Human is sleeping.

Last night, she fell asleep exhausted after so much reading and writing!

She said it was her last assignment for her degree, and then she laid down her pen and slept.

Whatever a degree is, I am glad it is over. At last, my Human can rest. And snuggle with me.

But wait! She is awake and she is writing again! I must stop her from taking up books again!

I must protect my Human! I must make her snuggle with me!

It is a new bright fall morning and my Human is writing again.

Thank gods it's FreyaDay!

Friday, November 9, 2012

Thank Gods It's FreyaDay!






























Good Day, Humans.

What a to-do this week! Anxiety! Elation! Celebration!

I do not know how humans endure it.

On Tuesday night there was a hush all over the city. Puurrrrfect, in my opinion.

Then, in the wee hours of Wednesday, a shout went up in the street below!

My Human raised her head from her writing. Smiled. Then went beck to work.

What a to-do this week! I do not know how my Human endures it.

She writes. She works and she studies and she writes and writes and writes.

World events intrude. She takes note, joins briefly in the celebration,

and then she gets back to her work.

I am always at her side. Puuurrrrrfect.

Thank gods it's FreyaDay!


Tuesday, November 6, 2012

Isn't That Just Ducky!






























Hello, there! Come on in! Shhh, we have to be quiet.

We are anxiously awaiting the close of polls all across the United States.

My Nan is feverishly searching the web for news and updates. Is it time to play yet, Nanny?

I would like to play. I am a very patient companion! Is it time to play, yet?

It is Election Day and we are waiting for the polls to close.

We are waiting and waiting, but I am a very patient companion.

Isn't that just Ducky!


Friday, November 2, 2012

Thank Gods It's (Really!) FreyaDay!





























Good Morning, Humans!

It is November 2;  day two of Nanowrimo!

I have been up all day and most of the night keeping my Human company as she writes.

Go to bed, Human!  TGIF!

Why is she not listening to me?

My Human goes to work, grabs a cup of tea, and writes.

She writes and she writes and she writes.

She goes to classes, goes to work, grabs a cup of tea at 11:00PM and she writes again.

It is day two of Nanowrimo and I am helping my Human write!

PrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Thank gods it's FreyaDay!