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KITTY!

As promised, today's edition of Friday Catblogging is gonna be kicked up to a whole 'nother level, with not only photographs of Lightning, The World's Most Expensive Free Kitten, but all kinds of other things around the house as well!

But first, the star of the show--KITTY!

He was in a more accomodating mood this morning, so I was able to get many more photos than usual, and this time they weren't all of his backside as he runs away.

First, here he contemplates the world from atop his condominium, trying to decide what to bite and scratch first.

Hopping down from his perch, he sharpened his claws on the bike tires and displayed his lightning stripe to frighten predators.

Cooly surveying his realm--

He determined there was prey in the form of wildebeests in the yard, and took up a hiding place between the smoker and the derelict planter so he could fuzz up his tail at them.

Feeling parched from his hunt, he then decided to go drink some filthy algae- and silt-laden water out of the frog--

AHhhh.

Put him in the mood for tree climbing, it did.

First victim was Ashley's maple tree. Take THAT!

After subduing that species, he scrambled down and dashed over to the tall pine in the corner of the yard.

One second he's poised on the ground--

--the next he's fifteen feet up. I've never seen a cat so adept at climbing, and he's even gotten relatively good at getting himself down.

INTERLUDE!

Flowers! This is one of the roses growing around the wooden platform next to the pine tree. It looks remarkably good, considering it gets absolutely NO tending.

Back to the show.

After extricating himself from the tree, it was time to recapture him and confine him again to his lair. Here he looks half drunk. (I think he's been hanging around Kit, the Wonder Cat too much.)

EPILOGUE

Cars! After securing him securely with much security, it was time to drag the garbage can and the recycle bin around to the front sidewalk, and since I had my trusty HP Photosmart M407 with me, I figured I'd show you exactly what it was I did to the back bumper of the van.

Behold!

A set of holes, with a mirror set of indented pre-holes above and below the entrance wounds. Impossible to push the hanging chads back in place from behind, too much trouble to fix correctly. Yep, time for a bumper sticker.

As for the cause, look no further than the sturdy Swedish acorn nuts on this baby--

You can see it made a couple of whitish places in the tag where it got bent, but that was the only damage, such as it was.

Since it was nice outside, and the car was relatively clean, I took a couple of shots of it, too--this one turned out pretty good, in that it disguises the horrible condition of the paint on the hood and roof.

Of course, taking a picture of your car on the driveway in the early morning hours is a pretty odd thing to be doing, so what should occur but getting

BUSTED!

One of my many neighbors of the female variety was out on her morning constitutional. To make matters worse she was wearing Those Things.

You know.

White shorts. With white socks and sneakers.

Obviously since I had been espied doing something completely goofy, I had to wait until she was out of earshot of the camera click to complete my morning's artistic endeavors.

Even halfway down the block, moving away fast, and partially obscured by a tree, "Yow."

AND THUS ENDS YET ANOTHER EPISODE OF FRIDAY CATBLOGGING!

Posted by Terry Oglesby at September 1, 2006 09:53 AM