Ok, so this is not at all a cat in a window. But it is a cat, looking cute, impersonating Hello Kitty. And it is a card that my friend Dan H gave me for my birthday! So there you have it, friends! Happy birthday to Obama, and hopefully Obama wishes a happy birthday to your fave kitty blogger! I am 26 years young today.
Okay, so I have been on serious hiatus for the past two months. Summertime = busytime. But what better way to reinstate Cats in Windows than with a magical little ginger cat, a cat that lives in a world of enchanted glitter and fairy dust?
He is a little orange-haired man, and I will call him Peter Pan.
Here we have a little gal named Zoe. The Zo. Princess Zoe. Friend of Little Baby Jesus.
Hailing all the way from the wilds of New Jersey, Zoe never met a human being she didn’t like. And for all of you cat haters out there, I ask you to please take note that dogs are not the only ones who can be lovers; a cat can be a lover, too. So, please, put away your hate. It will get you nowhere in this world.
And, besides, can you even pretend to hate the fair Princess Zoe, a dear friend of LBJ, a royal cat among cats? Answer: No; it is actually not possible.
And who do we have here? Once again, it is the infamous Carl! Will you just get a look at this guy? It appears that he is giving us much, much more than a smize, friends, he is giving us a smize AND a wink, in concurrent fashion.
Wow. We are really in the presence of greatness here. Carl, don’t forget about us once you’ve become a big, big star…please remember your old pals from Cats in Windows!
My friend Sam and I decided that this cat is named Carl.
Sam passes by Carl’s window most days, and checks out Carl’s various pursuits: lounging, sleeping, playing dead, smizing (if you’re lucky), staring you down (if you’re not), silently telling you that, in his humble opinion, he’s way smarter than you ever were, even during your teenage years before you discovered Mad Dog 20/20 and commenced your aggressive brain cell depletion campaign. No offense, my friend; it’s not easy to keep up with Carl.
Wonder what Carl has going on tomorrow? Only time will tell…
It’s a bird, it’s a plane, IT’S….Superman? Ok, no, it is actually a bird. A bird named Ibou, hanging on his window-centric perch in the morning sun.
Though there may not be any cats in this picture, I have a hunch that there may be a little cat just outside Ibou’s window, looking on with interest, wanting to make a new friend. What do you say, Ibou? Are you looking for a friend? Because it seems as though a friend is looking for you…
Look closely, my friends, and you will see a furry fellow of the long-ish haired, black and white variety.
His owner had better keep an eye on him, else he may decide to slide open that screen, hop on that bike, and take off down the street. Who says cats can’t bike? Haven’t you ever seen the cat on the invisible bike? If not, please google it. You will not be sorry.
Though there is not actually a window in this clip, I think it is safe to say that this standing cat is mesmerized by a squirrel sitting on the outer sill of the window just to the left of the couch. Best balance ever.
This guy right here, THIS is “the one that got away.” After this scruffy, hungry little fellow had been hanging around outside of my apartment building for three days in a row, my boyfriend saw that he was limping, tried to take him to the vet, and then brought him into our apartment for an overnight stay, meaning to get him checked out in the morning.
This wily feline, though, he was too smart for his own good. Not enjoying his seeming imprisonment, he figured out how to slide open the accordion screen in the bathroom, and POOF: he was gone! Out the window, down the fire escape, over the fence, never to be seen again.
Ahhhh, the one that got away. He was just too good to be true!
How much is that kiiiiitty in the window? How much could that little cat beeeeee? Every time I see a little cat in a window, I stop and stare, entranced, mesmerized. Hey there, little buddy, penny for your thoughts?