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Our dear, sweet Mia is such a delightful mix of earnest shyness amidst a newly blooming personality of boldness, that you can’t help but want to hug her, even if she is not quite ready for it.  She has an endearing chirp to her meow and when she follows after you like a little shadow, she does it with a wonderful bounce and prance to her step that seems to say she is always ready for whatever playtime adventure might come her way! In this photo, that adventure would be a palm frond that has seen its last days! She is completely enraptured with this seemingly mundane object and captures the essence of this quote by Monica Edwards with appropriate charm and inquisitiveness.

Monica Edwards (née Monica le Doux Newton; November 8, 1912 – January 18, 1998) was an English children’s writer of the mid-twentieth century best known for her Romney Marsh and Punchbowl Farm series of children’s novels. She had only a fragmentary formal education and was also a cat lover, as evidenced by this photo of her taken with her cat, Vashti, circa 1954. (Wikipedia)

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Despite that the yard is fenced and he is supervised, Rolz lives for the moments we open the door to the backyard to unleash his inner wild feline self. Every glorious sense of his is heightened and one would easily assume at a glance that perhaps a bobcat or lynx had happened upon the premises. Every muscle, every hair on his body is stunningly displayed in this photo and the quote by Jean Burden could not be more appropriate or inspired.

Jean Burden (September 1, 1914 – April 21, 2008) was an American poet, essayist, and author. She was the poetry editor for Yankee magazine for nearly fifty years and also published six best-selling books on animal welfare and pet care. She also served as administrative officer for the Meals for Millions Foundation in Los Angeles, California from 1956–1965. (Wikipedia)

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In our household of seven cats, any one of them could have easily been the perfect model for this James Herriot quote. Somehow, however, this image of Zee is the one that really rang true with me. Just look at how elegantly his body and tail drape over the folds of the blanket atop the couch. In the background, a lovely floral arrangement artfully placed, with the color tones of his fur and the accessories so perfectly matched, that it would appear a glorious picture made exclusively for the word “connoisseur.” 

James Herriot (3 October 1916 – 23 February 1995) was a British veterinary surgeon and writer, who used his many years of experiences as a veterinarian to write a series of books of stories about animals and their owners. He is best known for these semi-autobiographical works, which are often referred to collectively as All Creatures Great and Small. (Wikipedia)

I truly wish I had more time to gaze upon my sleeping cats. As Jane Pauley so accurately states, you absolutely cannot look at one without feeling the tension fade away from your stressful day…

Margaret Jane Pauley (born October 31, 1950 in Indianapolis, Indiana), better known as Jane Pauley, is an American television journalist, and has been involved in news reporting since 1975. She is best known for her 13-year tenure on NBC’s Today program, followed by 12 years as co-host of Dateline NBC, and for her public acknowledgements of her struggle with mental health and bipolar disorder.  She is married to the Doonesbury cartoonist, Garry Trudeau, and they have three children. (Wikipedia)

No matter where he is or the circumstances, there is just something about Zee that implies a certain regalness about him. Just what is he pondering with that fully reclined body and outstretched paw? Is it world peace, a cure for the common cold, or perhaps just him wondering when someone will feed him next or rub his belly. With him, one never really knows… Any ideas?

Zee on the tiki deck railing

Zee on the top level of his cat condo

Zee relaxing on the cool pavers of our outside garden

Zee looking especially regal on the coffee table