SUNDAY VISITOR

 Knowing, as I do, that you like seeing photos of our Renta-a-Cat, who actually lives across the street, here are a couple of shots I took this morning.

Actually it's only one photo.

The second one is just a cropped version of the first.

And I know they're a bit fuzzy since I didn't have the flash engaged on my camera.

I ask you -  who could resist a face like that?

FUNNY. NOT FUNNY.

 

Some people have no sense of humor.

(the return of) THE FRIDAY FUNNIES!

 I can hear you.

Yay! Hoorah! Tada!

So let me linger no longer.

Here we go.

And with that we bring this brief joyous spasm to a conclusion.

I know it's difficult to be amused in these dark days but put a little smile on your kisser and work from there.

Have a brighter weekend and always remember to keep laughing!

Here, kitty-kitty . . .

Samitches

 

BLTC's ala Judy

TEAM EFFORT

 

"This skating rink is for the birds!"

 (Daily ice removal by Catalyst)

(Blog post idea and caption by SWMBO)

HIDING IN PLAIN SIGHT

 

I live back there.

Somewhere.

PEACE AND QUIET

 Don't we all wish for that?

Peace and quiet?

That's how it is around my house today.

I turned the television off after a quick check of the news from Washington so it's quiet once again.

The Visiting Renta-Cat has had his snack and some catnip and is now in his preferred position on the couch.

Out in the back yard, a Phoebe has been making repeated visits to the bird bath for drinks.

I'll have to go out and see if the ice has melted yet.

My thoughts go far back in the past, to when I was a young lad listening on the radio to the adventures of a couple who lived at 79 Wistful Vista.

They were known to their audience as Fibber McGee and Molly.

In real life they were a married couple - Jim and Marion Jordan.

Their popular radio program ran from 1935 to 1959 and it's final cancellation was considered by many to be the end of the Golden Age of radio.

I remember listening all through my childhood.

It was a good time, a peaceful time.