under-sized love addict

This little whippersnapper was scrambling up and down porches on Elm Grove, looking for someone - anyone! - to love him. 

Luckily he ran into the right cat lady on yonder grassy knoll.  Didn't we almost have it all?

black beauty in a secret garden

WHO GOES THERE?

I DO.

Aristocratic bone structure and perfect brown welwet paw pads on a Melbourne Ave porch. 

black friend

Are you down in the dumps over this dreary weather?  Or are you under the weather and it's getting you down in the dreary dumps?  What better antidote to dreary weather-based maladies than a little black friend on your duvet watching you try to sleep?  With a little white chest patch and the face that honesty built, this guy - appropriately name "Blacky" by Caroline's parents - is sure to cure what ails ya.

Love you guys - hang in there.

Black against White; or, The Snow-Shoer; or, The Winter Cat.

The snow floats down upon us, mingled with rain . . .
It eddies around pale lilac lamps, and falls
Down golden-windowed walls.

We were all born of flesh, in a flare of pain,

We do not remember the red roots whence we rose,
But we know that we rose and walked, that after a while
We shall lie down again.

 

(The House of Dust, Conrad Aiken)

making the best of what we are given

I work with my family in a variety store in Parkdale called Tang's.  I sit on top of this freezer filled with frozen sausage patties and pizzas all day.  My family loves watching Asian Soap Operas on the TV they installed in the store.  They are so engrossed in these sensational dramas that they can barely acknowledge their customers as they serve them.  Is it any wonder that they don't have time to give me affection? 

They do give me good food though, and whenever the Cat Lady of Parkdale comes in to withdraw money from my ATM we have a heavy-petting session on top of this freezer.  I am a black beauty.  I look pretty depressed in these pictures, but it was just a bad day. Usually I'm pretty happy, I think.