Friday, December 31, 2010

Sabbatical Leave

I have an announcement which is rather bittersweet: I shall be taking sabbatical leave from And a Cat Named Ponzo next year. Had it not been for Ponzo's great assistance, support, and encouragement, I am afraid I would have been unable to post something every day--and that was only because I could schedule posts in advance.

I wish to thank everyone who visited my online journal. But now I am happy to inform you that I shall be putting And a Cat Named Ponzo into the capable paws of my wonderful assistant, Ponzo, who has decided to post one of his favorite quotations each month along with a different monthly photo of himself. On that note, I wish everyone a very happy 2011!

Thursday, December 30, 2010

Farewell

"Laughter is not at all a bad beginning for a friendship,
and it is far the best ending for one."
--Oscar Wilde

Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Art

"Art for art's sake
makes no more sense than
gin for gin's sake."
--W. Somerset Maugham

Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Lots of Coffee


It seems one can never have too much coffee in a well-stocked kitchen, especially since there are so many flavors available nowadays. And every time I get a coffee gift package in the mail, I discover a new favorite, such as vanilla spice (my latest favorite). Then again, there are the old favorites: pecan, blueberry, coconut....

Monday, December 27, 2010

Cinnamon Broom

This is a photo of my latest impulse purchase, a cinnamon broom. Actually, I purchased two of them, the two remaining brooms in the produce section of a supermarket before the holidays. The cinnamon broom is handcrafted using all natural materials; it is a raw pine broom pressed with pure cinnamon oil from the cinnamon tree, according to the label. I must say that the cinnamon broom is a rather pleasant air freshener, which I had to hang high because I didn't want the cats playing with it.

Sunday, December 26, 2010

On the Sofa











Saturday, December 25, 2010

Christmas Cat Toys

I don't expect these Christmas cat toys to replace Godot's favorite toys, the red and green Santa mice which he's had for many years, but I'm hoping the cats will like them. As for Darcy, give him a box of tissues, a roll of toilet paper, or a roll of paper towels, and he'll amuse himself for a long time.

Friday, December 24, 2010

"'Tis the Season...."


Thursday, December 23, 2010

Trying to Take a Nap



"Enough with the Santa hat--I'm trying to take a nap!"

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Monday, December 20, 2010

A Portrait of Locksley


Sunday, December 19, 2010

Rebel as Santa Dog Again


Saturday, December 18, 2010

Toys from Christmas Past


The "Canine Genius" keeps Rebel occupied for a while, while Mark Twain likes to play with his favorite chipmunk toy which he recently rediscovered in the large pile of cat toys near the fireplace.

Friday, December 17, 2010

A Herd of Deer

Not a good photo, obviously. Nevertheless, I attempted to take a picture of the herd of ten deer, despite the fact that it was getting dark outside and my camera was being uncooperative. It looks like nine blurs, but there really are ten deer in this photo.

Thursday, December 16, 2010

Naptime



Wednesday, December 15, 2010

The Only Animal



"Man is the only animal that can remain on friendly terms with the victims he intends to eat until he eats them."
--Samuel Butler

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Beware


"Beware of all enterprises that require new clothes."
--Henry David Thoreau, Walden, 'Economy'

Monday, December 13, 2010

Holly Berries



This year we have two holly berries, period. And that is two more berries than I expected.

Sunday, December 12, 2010

Not the Only Ones

The cats aren't the only ones who love the warmth from the fireplace. Two dozen stinkbugs emerged from their hiding place the first time I used the fireplace this season. I guess the stinkbugs have learned to hide out of the cats' reach.

Saturday, December 11, 2010

The Fireplace


The coziest place to be is in front of the fireplace, according to just about every single cat in this household. And I agree with them wholeheartedly.

Friday, December 10, 2010

Mesmerized


Mark Twain appears to have recovered completely from his long battle with FUS. His favorite place to be these days is in front of the fireplace. He'll sit and stare at the fire, as though mesmerized, for long periods of time.

Thursday, December 9, 2010

Wipe Your Paws


Locksley was the first to approve our new door mat, Wipe Your Paws.

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

The Acorn Bandit



One morning a number of weeks ago, I noticed acorn caps strewn all over my deck in the vicinity of the two full buckets of acorns I had collected for winter feeding of the squirrels, before the demise of the last remaining squirrel, that is. Out of curiosity, I opened the lid of the bucket on the left and saw that it was full. Then I opened the bucket on the right and saw what is depicted in the photo. Apparently, the acorn bandit had put the lids back on the buckets after he was done eating. (Lazy bear, there are acorns all over my property.) Seriously, I didn't mind, since I thought it was amusing. Incidentally, the acorn bandit didn't touch those acorns on his return visit last week.

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Meet the New Neighbors


Monday, December 6, 2010

Paw Print


On Saturday morning, I discovered that we'd had a visitor on our deck during the night. The black bear left his muddy paw prints everywhere.

Sunday, December 5, 2010

Black Bear Walking Down Road

I took this photo from my living room window two days ago. In order for the bear to appear more than just a speck, I had to crop the photo many times.

Saturday, December 4, 2010

Without

"A diamond cannot be polished without friction,
nor an individual perfected without trials."
--Jeane Dixon

Friday, December 3, 2010

Rebel

Rebel and Locksley have a couple of major things in common: they found their way here and, apparently, each of them had been struck by a vehicle once upon a time. One of Rebel's legs is shorter, although he has compensated so well that it is not noticeable. I would venture to guess that Rebel's previous owner did not take him to the vet to take care of his broken femur, which I noticed only after Rebel started limping several months after his arrival. As for Locksley, since he was a feral cat, Mother Nature performed the doctoring on his thighbone. Locksley is handicapped only in the sense that he cannot jump as easily or as high as other cats, but he manages quite well. I just realized I need to add a third major thing that Rebel and Locksley have in common: resilience.

Thursday, December 2, 2010

Locksley's Tattoo


That blue inside Locksley's ear is his N tattoo.

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Locksley, Featured Cat of the Month

The feral cat I named Locksley (because I wanted a name to go with Zorro) came here via "the cats' underground railroad passageway." If memory serves me correctly, I have already posted about that. Anyway, I had his ear tattooed instead of clipped, so that he could be recognized as a neutered feral cat. Little did I know at the time that Locksley would choose to become domesticated after he recovered indoors from his fan belt injury. The truth is that Locksley has no desire whatsoever to set his paws outdoors again, since he is very happy living inside a house, a warm home, where he is fed well (perhaps too well, since he could stand to lose a pound or so) and has plenty of companionship. It is probably better for me also that Locksley abandoned the feral life because I cannot afford expensive veterinary bills--and Locksley seems to have been quite accident-prone outdoors.

Locksley quickly went from appearing shy around the other cats to being bold and sassy--whatever it took for him to gain acceptance. I must say, watching Locksley's quick transformation into a lovable rascal was quite entertaining.