Sunday kittyblogging

When you run out of things to say, put up cat pictures, is my motto. Okay, well, it isn’t really, but it works for me.

First, Gracie in the new kitty condo.

She is, of course, her usual dignified (slightly pissy in this photo) self.

Next, Tig the goofball in the new kitty condo:

It’s one of his most common—and least dignified—poses, and I can’t resist getting as many pictures as possible of it.

Now we have a shot of Gracie in the kitty condo when Tig wants to be in it. There was a brief battle over possession. Gracie lost. She always loses.

And last, we have one of the cool kitty tube in the guest room at Janet and Chris’, where I stay when I have overnight meetings at work, or just want to hang out with Janet and Chris and friends and do things like learn how to shoot or something.

I would love to tell you that the top of the photo is not my finger, but I keep forgetting where the lens is on this camera and wind up with bits of my forefinger in various shots. Oh, well. Someday I’ll learn.