Wednesday, January 31, 2007
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
Limo, flickering candles, some dancing cheek-to-cheek...
Nah, not really, but least they are able to stay in each other's company for as long as it takes to gulp down a small Whiskas-supé. There's nothing like a bad case of gluttony to unite peop... eh, cats.
Monday, January 29, 2007
These are photos of a lifesize statue of a LIFFE trader (LIFFE was the London Futures and finance exchange in the City of London and was staffed by a lot of loud, arrogant and nauseating little jerks win loud coloured jackets), They all got the push when LIFFE computerised in the mid 90s and the trading pits (or bear pits) were closed. All that remains of them is this statue which I daresay many have walked straight into! If yu are ever in London it is near Cannon Street railway station
The Old Man (12 years old this year) is slowly adjusting to living with us. He is SO lovely, but perhaps a bit spoilt. Any puppy could take lessons from this guy when it comes to looking veeeery sad and hungry as soon as I eat something.
Sunday, January 28, 2007
Vasaparken, Västerås, Sweden. A perfectly beautiful day - but jeeeeez, it's cold!
Västerås City Hall to the right.
"Three men in a boat"? :) No, this is actually actually Sture Collin's "Dårarnas båt" (Ship of Fools). They boldly navigate a small pond in Vasaparken. Or - I guess they could have been, if it wasn't for that darn stone they managed to hit ;)
Copies of "Dårarnas båt" can be found in two more places in Sweden - the underground station at Sockenplan (Stockholm) and at Hornsgatspuckeln (also in Stockholm).
Saturday, January 27, 2007
Friday, January 26, 2007
Thursday, January 25, 2007
"Hey, Old Man! You eat my food, smooch up my Human and steal my best hide outs - but this, THIS is NASTY. That's MY window, you've got some balls to... naaaaw, wait a minute, you don't, do you? You HAVE no balls ...miaaaaaahahahahaooooo"
(OK, so she IS a bitch)
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
In lack of possible gardenbragging (it's still hidden under layers and layers of snow) - may I present my African Lily. She lives (at least for a few days more :-/...) on my kitchen table. Lovely.
"Oh, picture's being taken, right? Wait, let me strike a pose..." (OK, so Izzy IS a little narcissist, but that's alright with me)
Fjant is doing his best to conquer his new apartment. He's doing... well, it could be better, but at least improving. Finally I had to feed him close to his beloved safe nest under the couch.
Monday, January 22, 2007
Hi both of you,
I can start off with a picture of our alpha cat Tristan in one of the rare moments when he is washing himself. Mr T, as he was called at the time, was born in New York and we picked him up at the pound in Spanish Harlem after his previous owners gave him up. He came with us to Houston and he is a grouchy, but very lovable large cat.
Most recent additon to the zoo (we call ourselves "Ten legs, two tails and one redhead" ;)) - this is Fjant. He moved in two days ago. Originally he lived with my friend Fredrike, she sadly died in December, hence Fjant will stay with me for a while. He is lovely, although still stubbornly residing under my couch, due to one mad black panther of sorts...
My beautiful black panther Izzy. I guess I ought to take her to the vet, she is still fertile (on the pill) and it's said that fertile females despise neutered males (yup - Fjant is neutered).