It comes as an accomplice, stealthily, the lovely hour that is the felon's friend; the sky, like curtains around a bed, draws close, and man prepares to become a beast of prey.
Oh my gosh, Spitty! Those pictures are so squee-worthy! You need kisses, lots of kisses on that adorable head of yours!
Star says: Hmm, I have to agree with my mom for once. You look rather handsome in the sunshine. Need a little lick on the head, by any chance? Purrrrrrrrr
oh, Dear Spitty... Shall I compare thee to a sunny day? Thou art more furry and more fluffinate; Rough cats do shake teh darling mice of May, and summer's fleas hath not too short a date: Sometimes too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimmed, And every fur from fur sometimes declines, By sheds, or kitteh's matting furs untrimmed; But thy eternal fluffiness shall not fade, Nor lose possession of that fur brush thou own'st, Nor shall humans ruin sunpuddles with his shade, When in eternal brushie-times thou growl'st, So long as cats can purr, or eyes can see, So long pets this, and this gives fluff to thee.
And then....
ReplyDeleteIt comes as an accomplice, stealthily,
the lovely hour that is the felon's friend;
the sky, like curtains around a bed, draws close,
and man prepares to become a beast of prey.
Charles Baudelaire
No cat is an island?
ReplyDeleteHave to see the shine, luring each feline.
ReplyDeleteYou look darn good in pondering mode Spitty!
ReplyDeleteIn my eyes, indisposed,
ReplyDeleteIn disguise as no one knows
Hides the face,
Lies the snake,
And the sun in my disgrace.
What can I say? The best my human and I can do is Chris Cornell.
A sun puddle is a sun puddle. Inside, or out. Enjoy it, my friend. Rain is comin' my way, tomorrow. purrs
ReplyDeleteLook at all these literary cats!
ReplyDeleteYou SURE that's not Shakespeare? You're looking very handsome today.
ReplyDeleteWell, we aren't even gonna try to top any of that!
ReplyDeleteJust beware of the tolling bell
ReplyDeleteOnce upon a sunlight clearly, while I pondered, peak'd and weary . . .
ReplyDeleteSpitty, be not proud, though some have called thee
ReplyDeleteMighty and dreadfull, for, thou art not soe.
Muuuhhhhahahahahahahah!
Who Loves Ya Baby?
chrruup, nibble, bitey, lickity, purrrrrrrr.
xoxo
Ms. Stella O'Houligan
Oh my gosh, Spitty! Those pictures are so squee-worthy! You need kisses, lots of kisses on that adorable head of yours!
ReplyDeleteStar says: Hmm, I have to agree with my mom for once. You look rather handsome in the sunshine. Need a little lick on the head, by any chance? Purrrrrrrrr
Huh? What happened to your eye color in the first picture?
ReplyDeleteGreat poem. That sun is one really nice warm dude to have around. Hope you have a most wonderful day.
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ReplyDeleteSweet dreams til sun beams find you
sweet dreams that leave our worries behind you.
But in your dreams
whatever they be
dream a little dream of me
love,
yur FURRareez car
lyrics complimints oh
The Mamas & The Papas
haz grate week oh end frum all oh uz in TT
We have had rain and snow today, I would so much love a sun puddle :) xx00xx
ReplyDeleteMollie and Alfie
I'm not much of a poet so I won't even try. All I know is that those sun spots rock!
ReplyDeletethose photos are just gorgeous!!
ReplyDeleteYou look shiny in the sun! We have cloudy weather lately...hoping sun will come visit!
ReplyDeleteYou are quite the thespian, Spitty!
ReplyDeleteDon't forget the sunscreen.
; ) Katie
We'd rather have the sun call on us than the cold and rain! :)
ReplyDeleteBig sigh Spitty! It is COLD and Rainy here!
ReplyDeleteKisses
Nellie
Oh how we love the sun on your furs!
ReplyDeleteoh, Dear Spitty...
ReplyDeleteShall I compare thee to a sunny day?
Thou art more furry and more fluffinate;
Rough cats do shake teh darling mice of May,
and summer's fleas hath not too short a date:
Sometimes too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed,
And every fur from fur sometimes declines,
By sheds, or kitteh's matting furs untrimmed;
But thy eternal fluffiness shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fur brush thou own'st,
Nor shall humans ruin sunpuddles with his shade,
When in eternal brushie-times thou growl'st,
So long as cats can purr, or eyes can see,
So long pets this, and this gives fluff to thee.
Oh yeah? Just wait until you go through menopaws and gain an ounce or 80, pal. You'll be needing a lazy toy too!
ReplyDeleteJust imagine, all kitties in your area come out and soak the sun at the window in da same time
ReplyDeleteThat's going to be Amazing ; )
Oh Spitty you are ever so gorgeous and what a lovely quote for today.
ReplyDeleteShe got it and accepted. You should never have to pay for anything on FB. Now that they've connected, we're in trouble. MOL!
ReplyDeleteGreat photos, handsome!...Happy weekend, precious friend...xoxo...Calle, Halle, Sukki
ReplyDeleteSpitty, mum says to tell you that:
ReplyDeleteThe sun shines equally on the righteous and the unrighteous!! Whatever that means??? You look just right to me!! ;)
To call you to play in light,
ReplyDeleteAnd know the difrence b'tween the night.
And ME who haply gives you sight
And calls the mousies out to play.
It hasn't called nearly loudly not often enough, to our minds. *grump*
ReplyDeleteSpitty, you're looking mighty regal in the sun, behind the curtains.
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