What Coffee with Cats is NOT. . .



Coffee with Cats is not a tribute to the coffee bean specially processed by the civet's digestive track.

Coffee with Cats is not a fetish page devoted to the cat cafes of Japan.

What is Coffee with Cats? Keep reading to find out.



The Valentine's Day Card that Started it All

The Valentine's Day Card that Started it All

The Valentine's Day Card that Started it All

The first of the Photoshopped spectaculars, created for my husband in homage of a poster he found in Cairo with a similar disregard for proportion or scale. That's us on the roof. But that's not our real house.

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

He's a Big Pig, You Can Be a Big Pig too. . .


When I told Strombeek I required some Groundhog Day assistance, I think she imagined something along the lines of this.





What Strombeek didn't realize is that she much more closely resembles the groundhog, aka the whistle pig, in all its pudgy glory than Punxsutawny Phil's handler.








She seemed shocked to discover she'd be the prognosticator.


With the two pounds she packed on since her last vet visit (15% of her former body weight!) her girth was now whistle pig perfect.










So early Groundhog Day morning, Strombeek searched for her shadow.
It has been determined!                                                                               
 











And here she makes her statement of the obvious--that she did not see her shadow. (Expletives removed)


Still, my hat off to Hey Sailor! Hats for the dandy topper
that doubled oh so nicely as a whistle pig handler hat--and that aided in a more perfect prognostication than that of the Punxsutawny pig. 

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