Posted in Caturday
“A black cat crossing your path signifies
that the animal is going somewhere”
Groucho Marx
Ode to Freakish Felines
You can never own them
Just borrow for a while
But rest assured, the little gems
Will leave you in big smiles
Posted in BEST OF 2016
Photo Credits Miranda & Jessica Solingius
“Those who’ll play with cats must expect to be scratched.”
—Miguel de Cervantes (author, Don Quixote)
Caturday: The Girl, Dog and Cat
“Ready for our close-up,
Miss DeSolingius”
The trio shouted
As, in front of the camera
They all strutted
Posted in BEST OF 2016
Photo Credits Miranda & Jessica Solingius
“Those who’ll play with cats must expect to be scratched.”
—Miguel de Cervantes (author, Don Quixote)
Caturday: The Girl, Dog and Cat
The girl happily around struts
In her new rock’n’roll haircut
“What, what, what???”
The dog could not believe that stuff
The cat had her own opinion
“It’s obvious she was influenced by the minions”
Posted in BEST OF 2016
Photo Credits Miranda & Jessica Solingius
“Cats have it all – admiration, an endless sleep, and company only when they want it” Rod McKuen
The Girl and The Cat
Would you look at that!
The girl with the cat
Almost like aristocrats
“Mirror, mirror on the camera
The two of us are giving you glamoura’
Soon with us, all will enamoura’ “
The girl and the cat
Posing with a knack
Pretty pictures, are the result of that
Posted in BEST OF 2016
Photo Credits Miranda & Jessica Solingius
“Cats are like music: It is foolish to try to explain their worth to those who do not appreciate them”
The Girl and The Cat
Would you look at that!
The girl with the cat
On the sofa, laying flat
No time to chase a rat
No time for a little chat
Not even an eyelid will bat
No time for the internet
Nothing playing on the cassette
Nothing moves, on the chess set
If you want to bet
The only comment you get
“What the heck,
Are you staring at!”
Posted in BEST OF 2016
“A short story is something that you can hold in your mind.
You can really analyze how the entire thing works, like a machine”
Chuck Palahniuk
The White Cat in a Hat
The little white cat
With a black hat
Was taking a nap
On the kitchen mat
Her tail all curled
As she softly purred
Oblivious to the world
As it around her whirled
Something made her stir
Looking up with a stare
Straight up stood her fur
As she took off in a blur
The hat off tore
Landed on the floor
The cat was out the door
Heard was a loud roar