Finally a day to celebrate Tabbies! Speaking as a tabby myself – an anomaly among a house and extended family of black and grey cats – I am sorely outnumbered. But I don’t mind, not really. Part of being a tabby is standing out in a crowd!! For Caturday Art, I present a collage of […]
For those not familiar with him, Ricky Gervais is a brilliant British actor, director and writer, best known for portraying David Brent in his original BBC series ‘The Office’. A past host of the Golden Globes, the often controversial comedian is known for raising the ire of Hollywood A-listers with his blunt zingers and one-liners. I first noticed him as the museum director Dr. McPhee in ‘A Night at the Museum’ with Ben Stiller, and later stumbled upon him in ‘The Office’ on Netflix. I quickly became a fan and adored all his subsequent projects, including; ‘Derek’, ‘An Idiot Abroad’ and ‘Life’s too Short’, all hilarious and poignant. As I write this, Gervais’ new movie ‘Special Correspondents’ is currently playing on Netflix, and his feature film ‘David Brent – Life on the Road’ will be released in theaters this coming August.
But enough about the artist, I…
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April 30, 2016- I shook my head in amazement and it occurred to me that no matter what I did I would get blamed for it. I thought about that for a moment…so if I was going to get blamed for something I didn’t do, I might as well do whatever I want anyway! Yes of course! From now on I would do what I want!
I glared at Monty and I’m sure that my hateful stare struck fear deep into his heart. He did not remember who he was messing with! I am an evil genius, ice water runs through my veins and there is nothing that I am not capable of! Perhaps the mutt needed a gentle reminder of his place in our prison-perhaps I would be just the one to teach him that he was lowest on the totem pole…even lower than the stupid humans as far as I was concerned.
Later that night the stupid humans settled in front of the idiot box with the mutt and ate some sort of popped corn…I particularly like this stuff-especially the butter like topping which I lick off the corn kernels when no one is watching. I had already done that to this particular serving and watched as the stupid humans consumed it by the handfuls. As I watched them gorge…the large, stupid one especially, I realized that I needed a plan. A plan to get rid of the mutt for good but I would need help for what I had in mind…I would have to recruit Simba. I looked around-usually he did not leave the small, stupid human’s side, they were inseparable…but he was not at his usual post. I rushed to his hiding spot and he was not there either…it seemed as though Simba was missing.
Back in February, we introduced you to Lindsi Jones, a professional photographer who volunteers at Miss Kitty Feline Sanctuary in Thomasville, Georgia. Lindsi photographs the kitties at the sanctuary and you can read the original post about Lindsi here.
During her time with Miss Kitty, Lindsi started a photographic series called Cats in Bow Ties, with the goal of photographing 101 cats modeling bow ties in an effort to raise awareness for adoptions and also show how beautiful cats truly are. All cats in the series are either current residents, former residents, or fellow kitty supporters of the Miss Kitty Feline Sanctuary.
A conversation with Lindsi
How did the “Cats in Bow Ties” project come about?
This past summer I created a few bow ties for my own cat and shot some photographs for myself. After viewing them, I knew that this would be a fun project to do with the…
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April 28, 2016-The footsteps drew nearer and I held my breath in anticipation. The lights flicked on and there stood both of the stupid humans.They looked at the nest and then at each other, the look on their faces told me that they were astounded with the vision in front of them.
The small, stupid human slowly approached the nest and paused. She looked at the sleeping mongrel and he opened his eyes. Monty gave her the saddest look I’ve ever seen, it was so sad that it was pathetic actually. This would never work on the small, stupid human even if she was a total idiot-she would see through his thinly veiled plan and punish him at any moment…I waited.
She sat down on the nest with him and stroked his coat gently. He lifted his head and nudged her, she embraced him and he gave her a disgusting, slobbery kiss. WHAT WAS HAPPENING?! My jaw hung open with amazement. Had I been outsmarted by a lesser species? No, this could not be possible! My eyes darted to the doorway and the large, stupid human was gone. I emerged from my hiding place and like a ninja, I crept into the doorway of the livingroom to see what he was doing; the large, stupid human was cleaning up the mess! He swept up the shattered glass and put the room back in order in complete silence.
The small, stupid human entered the living room with the mutt.She looked around for a moment as she surveyed the damage, she finally said quietly, “So what do you think happened here?” The large, stupid human turned to her and said, “Seabass happened…I have no doubt.”
Monty snarled at me and bared his teeth; I had infuriated him and the best part was that he could not reach me under the nest. His massive body excluded him from tiny spaces but I was like liquid; I could seep into any spot and take on its shape…it was just another awesome feature of being me! He yelled at me but we do not speak the same language so I could not understand a thing he was saying. Perhaps this is why our species does not get along.
I imagined that the aftermath of our foot race was extraordinary, I did not look back to see the destruction but I heard glass drop to the floor…my assault on Monty was just the beginning! I could hear the humans unlocking the front door and waited with anticipation; I could barely contain myself, I wanted to hear them chastise the poor mutt. Monty heard the front door open as well and then something astonishing happened…Monty climbed up onto the nest and pretended to be asleep! How dare he! Why was he not greeting the humans like usual? Normally he shook his entire backside and ran in circles upon their arrival-what was happening?
I froze and waited, surely the stupid humans were not that…well…stupid. A huge gasp was heard down the hall and finally, “MONTY!” was yelled; the word thundered through the house! Boy, was he in for it, I just hoped that I could sneak out and witness the punishment. Monty did not move from his post. He laid on the nest and kept his eyes closed; his name was called again. He ignored the humans request to go to them and that is when I heard the sound urgent footsteps-they were coming for us.