Issey's Photoshoot

I said to Issey, "You are a gorgeous cat. Let's show the world!"
Issey, "No!"
















"Issey, look at me!"
"I wonder why you got chairs this color. This is not my best color."
















"Issey, I think we've got it! I'd like more shots, but thank you for this one."
"la la la la la la la la"

Never Alone

Sophie is an "equal opportunity" cat. She shares equally happily with Santino or Issey and would do the same with Rudy if he allowed it.

It's not that he doesn't love them. It's much more like a child who loves his sibs but of which there are way too many taking his mom's attention. He is very jealous of me.

This morning I was awakened by Rudy slipping under the covers. I had just fallen back asleep when Issey followed Rudy. (Issey never misses a thing, and seems to get pleasure from "messing" with him.) I waited for loud screeching from Rudy, but instead was blessed on this my birthday morning with slobbery kisses on my feet from Rudy, and loud purrs much higher up from Issey. Gratitude washed over me. I'm never alone.
(Not that this makes any sense to me, as I love being alone.)

Love The One You're With

A prerequisite of loving someone, I think, is full acceptance of who they are regardless of whether it makes sense to us or whether we approve. We don't have to necessarily like what IS, but we do have to accept it. This is what my kitties have taught me!

Every day Issey licks my silk flowers. WHY?, I ask, and then quickly stop myself. I realize that I don't even mean 'why'...What I really mean is 'How icky! Stop it, already!" LOL What pleasure he gets from this is beyond me. I only hope he isn't doing himself any harm.

I get no cooperation with picture taking. As a matter of fact, Issey's expression here says it all. Yes, he is staying put as instructed but that's all. Ditto Rudy below.














I would swear to Sophie crossing
her eyes for the camera. (Ok....
her eyes ARE crossed a little, anyway.)

Yes, I can photograph them when they are napping....but, only if I do it quickly. Then again, if I had wanted photographic models I should have stayed with Siamese. They can't get enough of being center front. My Balinese sweeties, however, give me endless amounts of lap-sitting and purring.

Love the one you're with...and then life is truly wonderful!

Wild Stuff

"Wild Stuff" is what I call this shot of Rudy.
I'm happy to get my camera back after having it serviced and cleaned. Now I can't get near Sophie with it, as she has to get used to it all over again.....not that she is doing anything different worth photographing. Neither are the boys.



Issey was blessed with a sweet, innocent face. It isn't exactly as if he ISN"T so....but, it's just that he is always curious and always, well, busy. He is the first kitty I've had who believes my bulletin board and my art table are there just for his entertainment. :-) And, that goes for everything in the house. There isn't anything which does NOT interest him! Most of all, it's FOOD. He LOVES food.
(Well, me, too....but, my excuse is prednisone.)