tail

I take a picture of the cat in a really good pose, where I can really apreciate her beautiful face, but as soon as the flash goes off the cat turns and the picture dissipates. In the other hand, at the other end, the tail has a life of its own, and the cat does not seem to remember where it is at all.

czarina

I am somewhat biased when it comes to cats - well I like them all, but I've always had a soft spot for the greys. They don't have much of a facial epression: glowering with hooded eyes. There was one called Augustus Caesar in my childhood. But the greys I've known have always had a nice temperament and this one has a lovely disposition. But her imperial nature has earned her the name of "The Czarina", even though her adoption papers said her name was "Belle", With her velvet blue coat, her green eyes and broad Slavic face, she is undoubtedly aof noble Russian extraction.

knitting cat

This is Belle, the cat, pretending that she isn't knitting, but of course she has had a paw or two in the project. Actually I am on my third go for that sweater and I'd better have got it right this time. I had been trying a pattern from a Kaffe Fassett. Either the pattern is off or I am off or we both are off. Obviously, however, the cat knows what she is doing. The cats like to be where the action is.