mother and child, originally uploaded by jpkuak.
Please check this guy out, his cat photography is truly the most awesome artwork I have ever seen. He deserves every bit of attention and appreciation.
He uploads to flickr only every now and then, but when he does, it always hits me. Give him some love, folks, he’s one of a kind. The cat whisperer.
I just found this one on alop.org, check it out if you are into animal rights. Hey, you know you want to.
Most traffic on this blog goes on around Iraq Soldier With A Kitten, thank you, guys. One of the most striking images I have ever seen. I love cats, having four of the buggers myself.
If you can be bothered, maybe take a few minutes to think about animals losing their lives or suffering in conflicts solely concerning humans. And then look at faithful old Sparky, Spot or Lucky and maybe give ‘em an extra treat, just for the sake of it.
I will dedicate my day off tomorrow to my cats who did not at all get the attention they deserve for way too long (due to my bugger of a job). I guess they didn’t miss it (as they have each other and enjoy it), but, boy, I do.
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One for sorrow, Two for mirth, Three for a wedding, Four for a birth. Five for rich, Six for poor, Seven for a witch — I can tell you no more.
The last relatively good day I had before the kissing and the colour came crashing down. Seven for a witch– I can tell you no more.
Go you must.
No guest shall stay
in one place for ever.
Love will be lost
if you sit too long
at a friend’s fire.
- The Havamal
Things have changed so much. My camera has kinda retired, since I have temporarily lost my eye for the small things in life.
I had days of the fox, days of the toad, good days, bad days, fuckin’ worse days.
Things that seemed to matter weren’t so big after all, and things that never seemed to be a problem started to gnaw on me.
Oh, but let me tell you that I love you
That I think about you all the time
Caledonia you’re calling me
And now I’m going home
If I should become a stranger
You know that it would make me more than sad
Caledonia’s been everything
I’ve ever had
Now I have moved and I’ve kept on moving
Proved the points that I needed proving
Lost the friends that I needed losing
Found others on the way
I have kissed the ladies and left them crying
Stolen dreams, yes there’s no denying
I have traveled hard with coattails flying
Somewhere in the wind
(Chorus)
Now I’m sitting here before the fire
The empty room, the forest choir
The flames that could not get any higher
They’ve withered now they’ve gone
But I’m steady thinking my way is clear
And I know what I will do tomorrow
When the hands are shaken and the kisses flow
Then I will disappear…
What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar’s chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here
[Chorus:]
What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way
Or maybe fuckin not.
Remember, my child…
the cross is only iron.
Hope is only an illusion.
And ocean souls nothing but a name.
The child? Bless thee and keep thee forever.
I know good old Mr Cash was on about drugs. And hell, yeah, in the end it is drugs ruining it all. I have never done any illegal drug, but I know I drink too much. But even so, those who are supposed to matter most always seem to drink even more. What am I to do, catch up or knock it off and call it a day? Should I just follow my feelings into nothingness or hope that sometime they will come back out of it and start a new life? Fuck off, Steff. you know where this leads. Ende mit Schrecken, Schrecken ohne Ende.
and the world hasn’t changed a f*ckin bit.
Found these online. Feel free to comment, folks.
After my Penny went over the rainbow bridge, people were so incredibly nice and kind to me, I have still not fully been able to get my head around it.
I received the most wonderful presents from girls I don’t even know personally; they spent so much time and hard work in creating beautiful digital keepsakes that never fail to put a huge, huge smile on my face.
I will try and show them all off here- each one means the world to me.
Adorable Fabella made these two beauties:
My sweetheart Melly surprised me with this:
and also created the most beautiful desktop I have ever, ever seen. Even my husband uses it, and no appraisal could mean more 
Nachtamazone Sandra had these two for me… love you, girl!
My darling Summsi gave me this:
A typical masterpiece by my dearest Anja/ Peaches:
This is what sweet Thunderdragon had for me:
Dear Pixelfairy put a warm smile on my face with this one, all four kitties in one LO:
Phinchen05 totally got to the essence of keeping cats:
Incredibly talented Uta made a wonderful memory of my beloved Penny
…. and last, but not least: my darling Blauebeere did another wonderful piece of art, commemorating Penny
This is not in any order, I just posted all the layouts as I found them browsing through The Digiscrapper.
All credits can be found there, too.
I love you all, girls.
I stumbled across this article today; may everybody enjoy the damn Olympics, I will boycott it and everything that comes from China as much as possible.
I knew that the Chinese often have a horrible attitude towards animals, and I, for one, am fed up with it now.
They can keep their cheap flat screen tellies, their low- quality clothes and their stinking Olympics. I’ve had it.
I picked them up yesterday; they came in a wooden, rectangular urn with a metal badge bearing her name.
The urn now sits on the mantelpiece; I don’t know what else to do. It seems to be right and inappropriate at the same time; pathetic and soothing.
What the hell has happened? I can’t believe this is real. None of it.
