Reflections in a Golden Eye. Tiny takes time out from serial ball games to recharge her batteries in the morning light.
Baby 'n' Tuck's boots backlit by the sun. There is no light-fantastic moment our camera's eye might capture that puddies don't make it more so.
Carnivals of the Cats: We missed mentioning the two most recent and totally awesome C of Cs: The 154th edition at Tacjammer, hosted by "back room fatcat" Micah, whose campaign slogan is "A mouse for every meal! Catnip in every toy!" and the 153rd at Scribblings, hosted by take-no-prisoners Mousie.
Some bloggers really know their cats. In fact they are the cat's meow.
Posted by: goomp | March 10, 2007 at 04:25 PM
What an amazing photograph of Tiny. I never know what I am going to get when I stop by - insightful commentary or beautiful sights - or both.
Carol Ward
Posted by: C Ward | March 10, 2007 at 06:18 PM
AWWWW - pretty puddies. They always make everything better, just by being there.
Posted by: Teresa | March 10, 2007 at 06:36 PM
I love that picture of one of your babies lying down. It's absolutely beautiful.
I'm so sorry I haven't been around. Life has been so hectic lately.
Posted by: andophiroxia | March 11, 2007 at 12:35 PM
A feast for my eyes. Hurray for Tiny, Baby and Tuck's boots!
Posted by: Laura Lee Donoho | March 12, 2007 at 12:17 AM
Welcome back, andophiroxia! :-)
Posted by: Sissy Willis | March 14, 2007 at 05:07 PM