Monday

Day Seventy Three



                                                                     Cat Lady

Saturday

Day Seventy ONE




"The really great thing about cats is their endless variety. One can pick a cat to fit almost any kind of decor, color, scheme, income, personality, mood. But under the fur, whatever color it may be, there still lies, essentially unchanged, one of the world's free souls." - Eric Gurney


Friday

Day Seventy

                                       Kitten Jack



Monday

Day Sixty Six

              A cat can purr its way out of anything.
                                                                                            Donna McCrohan

DAY SIXTYFIVE

Day Sixty Four

It is in their eyes that their magic resides.- Arthur Symons




Day Sixty Three

"You can not look at a sleeping cat and feel tense." - Jane Pauley

Day Sixty Two

DaySixty One

Sunday

Day FiftyONE

                                                                      Ginger!

Saturday

Wednesday

Tuesday

Day Forty Six



"If man could be crossed with the cat it would improve man, but it would deteriorate the cat." - Mark Twain

Day Forty Five

                                                          Happy Valentine's Day!

Tuesday

Monday

Day Thirty Eight



Teeny tiny book mark day: First person to leave a comment here, get this plush kitty tale book marker.

Thursday

Day Thirty Four

I believe cats to be spirits come to earth. A cat, I am sure, could walk on a cloud without coming through.
 Jules Verne


Day Thirty Three



A cat has absolute emotional honesty: human beings, for one reason or another,
may hide their feelings, but a cat does not.
 - Ernest Hemingway

Tuesday

Day Thirty Two



The Cat That Walked by Himself
 
"He will kill mice, and he will be kind to babies when he is in the house, just as long as they do not pull his tail too hard. But when he has done that, and between times, and when the moon gets up and night comes, he is the Cat that walks by himself, and all places are alike to him. Then he goes out to the Wet Wild Woods or up the Wet Wild Trees or on the Wet Wild Roofs, waving his wild tail and walking by his wild lone."
Rudyard Kipling

Sunday

Day Thirty

If a dog jumps into your lap it is because he is fond of you; but if a cat does the same thing it is because your lap is warmer. - A. N. Whitehead