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BLOGGER RAYBEARD HAS BEEN MISSING the cats. He prefers photos of them over photos of me. Like Mrs. Slocombe from the old BBC TV series “Are You Being Served,” he calls them “pussies.” But, no matter how hard I try, I just can’t bring myself to do that.
So here’s our cool cat Dudo enjoying the evening sun in our outside hall. Dudo’s routine is to come in from the terrace in the evening and ask (demand) my company in the hall. I go out with him and sit on the stairs (to keep him and his brother from heading off in the wrong direction). Sometimes Moose joins us. Dudo first comes to the stairs and cuddles with me. Then he explores the hall, looks for bugs, peers out the windows for out-of-reach birds, before he finally sits in the sun and grooms himself. Then he tosses himself into a number of flirtatious positions. When he’s finished, he comes back to me on the stairs for another cuddle, meows once, turns his back, and slowly walks to our door. Once he’s sure I’m following, he runs inside.
Don’t judge me. How could anyone resist?
If these photos aren’t big enough for you, just click them to get up close and personal.
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EL BLOGUERO RAYBEARD HA EXTRAÑADO a los gatos. Prefiere fotos de ellos sobre fotos mías. Al igual que la Sra. Slocombe de la antigua serie de televisión de la BBC “Are You Being Served?” [¿Está Siendo Servido?], los llama “pussies” (como “coños”). Pero, no importa cuánto lo intento, simplemente no puedo hacerlo.
Así que aquí está nuestro gato Dudo disfrutando del sol de la tarde en nuestro pasillo. La rutina de Dudo es venir desde la terraza por la tarde y preguntar (exigir) a mi compañía en el pasillo. Salgo con él y me siento en las escaleras (para evitar que él y su hermano se vayan en la dirección equivocada). A veces Moose se une a nosotros. Dudo primero viene a las escaleras y se abraza conmigo. Luego explora el pasillo, busca insectos, mira por las ventanas a los pájaros, y finalmente sentarse al sol y arreglarse. Luego se arroja a una serie de posiciones coquetas. Cuando termina, regresa a mí para otro abrazo, maúlla una vez, da la espalda, y camina lentamente hacia nuestra puerta. Una vez que está seguro de que lo estoy siguiendo, corre dentro.
No me juzgues. ¿Cómo podría alguien resistirse?
Si estas fotos no son lo suficientemente grandes para ti, solo haz clic en ellas para conocerlas de cerca.
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Meow|!
Ron,
You speak Cat (English Cat). Miau!
Great photos!
You are very well-trained I must say.
Jim,
They BOTH have me trained. Well… All three of them.
Cats are true creatures of habit and train their humans very well in following their routines too. HRH had me trained like a circus animal.
LOL
Debra,
Dudo and Moose are like Jerry. If we do it once, we ALWAYS do that!
The cats really do have you trained well. Can you shake a paw? (no self respecting cat would do that lol)
Cheapchick,
I did try to teach Dudo to shake a paw. He thought I was nuts. He will however beg and even spin on his hind legs. But if you try to get him to spin more than twice, he’ll punch you and demand his treat.
Oh those crazy cats! What would we do without them?
Urspo,
I’ve run out of answers.
I too have been wondering about and if anything has teased your pussies lately?
Mistress Maddie,
These pussies don’t get teased. If they want it, they get it… and fast.
I LOVE your boys! they train their hoomins well, don’t they?
Anne Marie,
I can’t believe what a pushover I’ve become.
🙂
Deedles,
Dudo sends a smile back.
A pussy-rich posting which pleases me no end – even if it this one is Moose-lite. Thank you. Plenty of confirmation above that they have OODLES of fans, which will be making them vain so as to play up to the camera. But no matter. Cats have an in-built attraction feature which they can’t help, the poor – and lucky – little things.
Ray beard,
All because of you.
I’d be flattered to think so, but most definitely appreciated by the many.
Raybeard:
Sincerely. Cat photos were long overdue, but this post was only done now because you requested it!
Another opportunity for me to take the high road. And I’ll be in Scotland a’fore ye.
Walt the Fourth,
You will always be in Scotland a’fore me.
I love Mrs Slocombe, but my role model is to be Mr. Grainger when I grow up.
David:
Mr. Grainger?!? Now, that surprises me.
On the trail of your family story the other day, Mrs Slocombe’s line reminds me of my mother. A wonderful British woman whose ability to say stunning malapropisms kept us in laughter…when we weren’t running behind her to repair misunderstandings. Since she didn’t drive, I had to take her places and since I had four children (three of them boys), they were always along for the ride. Kids got in the minivan first, then Mom (in her 80s by then)–front passenger seat. Because she was short, the seat belt strap always cut across her neck, so I bought a soft gray sherpa cover for the seat belt that she could adjust once we got her settled. The first time she rode with us after I got it, she reached around for the seat belt and said (in her very British accent), “Where’s Pussy?” Ensuing laughter kept us on the spot for a very long time.
Mary:
Did your mother have any clue what was so funny? I’ll bet that’s something your sons will never forget. We were playing cards one night with SG’s mother and our nephew, her 20-year-old grandson. She stared at her cards trying to decide something and finally announced, “Oh I’m just gonna shoot my wad!” Our nephew couldn’t stop laughing and asked, “Grandma, do you now what that means?” She said, “Well, of course I do!” (clearly having no idea). But these things sound so much better with a British accent.
Remind me sometime to tell you about the “Free Willy” story…also in a British accent.
Mary:
I will. Definitely. I can only imagine…
I loved them!
Judy:
He’s so photogenic.
Dudo is so fine. I bet those shots of Dudo with shadows on the wall would look great in B&W. or maybe sepia.
Wilma:
Great minds think alike… or is it Like minds think great. Anyway, already done and they do!