With sweet echoes in all our minds of the golden days of their kittenhood with Mom, Pop and Uncle Bertie in the peaceable kingdom on the terrace, Baby (foreground) and Tiny -- unlike mad dogs and Englishmen -- stay out of the midday sun.
"Mad Dogs and Englishmen, go out in the midday sun. The smallest Malay rabbit deplores this stupid habit," goes Noel Coward's classic homage to the British stiff upper lip -- or is it, more likely, as our friends of the left would no doubt characterize it, a "tongue-in-cheek lampoon of the British colonial mentality"? We project, you decide. Baby (above illustrating #3 on the Catfort Scale) is with the smallest Malay rabbit on this one.
Look to the animals.
Update: Maximum Leader, K T Cat of The Scratching Post looks to the animals with the 123rd Carnival of the Cats, "Perhaps the greatest blog carnival of them all." Perhaps?
Do people without pets simply work until they drop?
Thank heavens we have our wise little friends to signal relaxation time.
Your babies are the picture of peace.
Posted by: pb | July 31, 2006 at 08:58 AM