Cat naps, the good ones!

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“Cats like to nap, quite a lot, and that seems to be the only constant in the universe” Gun Roswell 

Cats sleeping? In the middle of the day? In the perfect sunlight of a spot? Sounds like something all of us would like in to partake! It’s a most ingenious way of life, especially when you are lucky enough to live in a warm house, then pick and choose your perfect spot and take the nap without any doubt. Indeed, a life so perfect and without much stress, simply sleeping without caring any less of the going ons off of the world around, simply dreaming while in a sleep sound. And hey, who could blame them, as this is the most efficient way of spending a day!

So, Hoomans, why not follow the example, of these furry felines, who are not lying, when the are lying as it were, snoring and dreaming and all of that scheming going on? Perhaps, but who knows what goes on in the mind of a deep sleeper, so do the best thing, and find the best spot, maybe not on the floor but wherever more comfortable imaginable, then take a load off, and dream away the day. After all, life, is supposed to be a dream, right?

Help a brother, won’t ya! (Caturday)

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“Just a little help is all you can give to someone in need” Gun Roswell

There was something very interesting definitely there, on the window sill
As the two small size cats, kittens really, now on the floor, circled around, at will
Trying to get up, with still growing but short legs still, was quite the feat tough
And even trying to very hard to hop, hop, hop off of, the very flat ground
It seemed impossible to get up there, where something great was to be found
But neither of them succeeding, on their own, so what to do now, they frowned
Then a thought, came to the others mind, maybe working together was fine
Even if they both competed with each other for every single little thing in kind
But this time, maybe it was enough, if one of them reached on the very top
And then the other would know too, what it was so interesting up and out there
Which was intruding their very own domain, and threatening, just of the same
And then the smaller one pushed the bigger one, with a huff, on to the very ledge
Urging him to seek, search and then, to destroy, what ever it was disturbing their day
As the bigger cat got up, he turned back with a huff and a puff, as the only thing
Was a small spider, weaving its web while singing, and now already out of reach
For the small cat and his friend, whom, so eagerly had for big game tried to seek

“What a total bust!” The striped cat told the black cat, “Just a small spider, alas!”

“Yeah, all for nothing, that huffing and puffing!” The black cat told the striped cat. “But when we tell this story to the others, it was some kind of a big elephant or tiger, which we fought really hard against.” She then added.

“Agreed!” Said the striped cat, “And next time, I will let you be the one to go see.” He stated as the two of the strolled back to the litter, to tell a great story of two hunters, they were, slaying wild game without hesitance or even one flicker.

Black cat on a painting (sort of)

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“Thar be black cats in here!” Gun Roswell


Camouflage
Now you see me
Now you don’t
I am completely
Disappearing from sight
I am the shadow
I am the whisper
Well, maybe just my whisker
Can you see me
Now?
Disappearing into the crowd?

Trust a smiling cat?

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“The cat, a superior being in everyday, trustful, loyal and always polite… wait a minute! That is the description, mostly, of a dog! Oh well, a few white lies never hurt anyone!“ Gun Roswell

The cat who on the street corner sat in a cool looking hat, and with an attitude that of a worldly guide then promised to take the traveller from a far away country, on a tour around the city, as walking around in a new town, could make one totally giddy.

So, hopping on the tiny moped with a cure two seater side car, as it was not supposed to be too fast, because a lot of great things that way could be passed while riding around too wildly, but not today as the cat had promised smiling, to have an easy peasy slow ride and that way, getting to know all those important sights.

But, soon enough, the tourists from a far, noticed the route, had taken a strange sideline and the cat, while in charge of showing its home town to the strangers from beyond, was now actually taking them to an alleyway, where the noises were growing ever more strong.

As the shocked travellers found out where they had landed, on remote alley filled with meowing cats and kittens as there can be. The cat with the hat, the supposed tour guide then once again smiled, this time, wickedly, and simply stated. “We will take you back, but first, there is an extra charge for that to happen. You see, we need our daily fishies and as we are many, and for that, a lot more money is needed as a matter of fact.”

The tourists then glanced around, feeling sorry for the starving crowd. So, without hesitation, they gave all the money they had and with a thanks, the tour then proceeded as promised from then on without worries as the cat with a wide wicked smile, had earned its daily grind fee, feeding all the family, which was never easy. And the earnings from the weary travellers, usually came pretty easily, supporting the cats cause with a gentle feeling.

Well, that was the tale of odd today, the lesson, not very strong, guess if any, then the one of never trusting a smiling cat, unless you are generous enough to feed the whole litter of them.

Grumpier Caturday for all!

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“The looks of grumpiness, doesn’t always mean, that the mood reflects the face” Gun Roswell

Sitting there, on the floor, looking, oh so very bored, so much so, that some might say, it was grumpy, without any kind of funky thing to do. After all, this was the one day of the week, where celebrating the feline freak, was supposed to be that special beat, which the cats and kitties marched by. But today, there was no big smile, on the furry face, definitely not a wagging tail, only a feeling of epic fail. What could be a cause of such distain? Something which certainly needed to be fixed in a hurry right away.

The keeper of the sad cat, wondered of the exact topic, for a moment, before coming up with a kind of a plan, which she hoped, would get the mood of the furry feline turn from uninterested sleeping to a happier stand. So, the first thing, was to get some treats together, meaning the best kind of fish forever. Then, some cool toys to play with, a few moments the spirits to uplift. And the final treat, well, isn’t that obvious for a Caturday ball? A big bag of catnip served, from the finest of colourful bowls, and wouldn’t you know it, after the rattling of the tuna can top, the grumpy cat, came running around the corner, clearly gone was the sad and replaced by loud purring cheers, all around the keepers feet.

The cat and his spot

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“The cats always choose their places in those spaces given to them, and then it will be their spot and no one else’s” Gun Roswell

The cat and his spot

The cat in a chair sat, just because it was apt to do so

For hours on end, would they time on the chair spend

Watching and observing all those passing by, like a spy

Perhaps true, and maybe even part of some conspiracy

A plot device sent out here to destroy the human kind?

Well, what ever the cat’s purpose might just be

It was not clear to those passing as usually 

A loud purr could be heard from the very source

As those who dared to pet the sitting cat on the spot

Were soon rewarded with an affectionate nod

So, whatever you might think of this very cat

Choosing their very own place in this space we share

The street, the neighbourhood, the planet fair

Perhaps even an alien invader but, then again

Who could easily resist a soft purr and a fluffy figure?

So, next time, when getting all around in the hood

Keep an eye open for that one cat you should

As befriending them might just be the best thing

Even if it was just an ordinary common place being

Three cats sleeping tightly

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“The cats like to pack up, when going to sleep, for warmth and all that, I guess, or then, it’s something else completely” Gun Roswell

Three cats sleeping tightly

When cats, take a nap, they bundle up, snuggly with as many of them in there, tightly

This might just be, for the companionship, or for the warmth, or perhaps, because they can

Curling up, their flexible bodies in balls, as only the cats can, but also across the surface span

Widely and tall, even if they seem quite small, still, giving your very own bed, just to let

Those furry felines to have a rest, well, that is the way of the keepers of them cats

Letting them rest up, when even they must, and if you are lucky to have more than a few

Then maybe you can catch them all in a bunch of perhaps, they decided to make a row

Soon enough sleeping tightly, and leaving the keeper of them smiling as cats are cats

Be that a Caturday on a Saturday, or any other day of the week, they really do like to sleep

And sleep you must let them do, and soon enough follow maybe to a sleep you will them too

Never – trust a smiling cat

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“The cat, a superior being in everyday, trustful, loyal and always polite… wait a minute! That is the description, mostly, of a dog! Oh well, a few white lies never hurt anyone!“ Gun Roswell

Never – trust a smiling cat

The cat who on the street corner sat in a cool looking hat, and with an attitude that of a worldly guide then promised to take the traveller from a far away country, on a tour around the city, as walking around in a new town, could make one totally giddy.

So, hopping on the tiny moped with a cure two seater side car, as it was not supposed to be too fast, because a lot of great things that way could be passed while riding around too wildly, but not today as the cat had promised smiling, to have an easy peasy slow ride and that way, getting to know all those important sights.

But, soon enough, the tourists from a far, noticed the route, had taken a strange sideline and the cat, while in charge of showing its home town to the strangers from beyond, was now actually taking them to an alleyway, where the noises were growing ever more strong.

As the shocked travellers found out where they had landed, on remote alley filled with meowing cats and kittens as there can be. The cat with the hat, the supposed tour guide then once again smiled, this time, wickedly, and simply stated. “We will take you back, but first, there is an extra charge for that to happen. You see, we need our daily fishies and as we are many, and for that, a lot more money is needed as a matter of fact.”

The tourists then glanced around, feeling sorry for the starving crowd. So, without hesitation, they gave all the money they had and with a thanks, the tour then proceeded as promised from then on without worries as the cat with a wide wicked smile, had earned its daily grind fee, feeding all the family, which was never easy. And the earnings from the weary travellers, usually came pretty easily, supporting the cats cause with a gentle feeling.

Well, that was the tale of odd today, the lesson, not very strong, guess if any, then the one of never trusting a smiling cat, unless you are generous enough to feed the whole litter of them.

Watcher Cat The Watcher Cat Watcher Cat 

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“There, in the shadows, it lurks, watching all of the hood” Gun Roswell

The Watcher Cat 

The watcher cat, at his usual post
Neatly staying, in the very same pose
In his prey, he seems totally engrossed
Or maybe, he just ate a large roast
And now digesting, is the most
Task he is able for the moment, to coast

Sleepy Cat

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“The cat usually likes to nap, a lot it seems!” Gun Roswell

Sleepy Cat

Sleepy eyes
Still a spy

In this house
Maybe a mouse?

‘Oh that louse
Will not escape
My scrape!
No, not this time
No, that would be
A big crime!’