He doesn’t seem to have featured here much lately, though he’s obviously gracing the header.

By His Blanket

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Cold Cats

There was a sprinkling of snow this morning. Maybe it was forecast, I don’t know. It soon vanished and today has been a bit warmer thank goodness. Not exactly balmy, so don’t imagine us out and about in summer frocks, fanning ourselves to keep cool. It’s still multiple layer weather, and when I head out again to work in a few minutes I shall swap what I am wearing for clothes with greater insulation.

Last night I was up and down the stairs repeatedly as MasterB tried to decide whether he wanted to go out or not. On the whole he thought not. I believe his decision was complicated by the need to pee, as once he had achieved that objective in the litter tray, he seemed much calmer about the whole business.

Pink Nose

He had had a trying afternoon. I had come home shortly after lunchtime and Cookie was there to greet me, even hoisting her tail into the upright position. Her humans must have been out. I was her passport to warmth and a snack. She wanted to settle and sleep. Her presence was like a wasp sting to MasterB. He walked backwards and forwards; played rough games with a feathered toy and the rug; meowed at me in demanding tones.

For the Calendar?

One For The Calendar?

The calendar is at the back of my mind. I’ve not done a lot of thinking about quantities still. The two people whos seem most interested here are Pix and Pat, and that would be a separate order as postage to the US is ridiculously high.
I’m thinking far more about a range of photos. I was working from home this afternoon, knee deep in paper as the sitting room still testifies. For a brief half hour, the sun came out on what has been a spectacularly colourless day.
I dropped my pen, grabbed my camera and headed into the garden. I wanted MasterB to come with me. This is the same cat who woke me up at five trying to dig a hole through my back and wailed piteously when I wouldn’t let him go out. He did get out between seven and eight, and he seems to have decided that is enough frsh air for today. So no photos of him romping in the sunshine, just these:

Or This One?

The Longlist

On my to do list today is making the selection of the final thirteen pictures for the calendar, one for each month plus one for the cover. I have got it down to twenty-five. Some are definitely in, but I’d like your help with the others. One is from 2011 but I missed it out of this year’s calendar and I regret that. I think it’ll be the cover pic. I’ll be getting a couple of copies of the calendar printed for two of my aunts, both are in their eighties.

So, I’ll try to number the pics from one to twenty five, and if you would say which twelve would bring a smile to face each month that’d be great. I’ll just put cover on the thirteenth. If you think a different pic should be the cover, just say so. I am not promising to be bound by your advice, but it is always helpful to have others’ opinions.