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Neysa

Neysa

Our cat Neysa, a manx, in one of her favorite “safe places”…between my husband’s feet while he’s sleeping. Although I was a bit sneaky in making this image, when my husband woke up he loved it and it’s still one of his favorite images.

Neysa

Neysa

My manx girl, rescued from the Humane Society. She came home with me after several trips there and several dreams that wouldn’t let me NOT bring her home. She was pretty wild at first and is now a close friend and lovely “little bobcat”. When we pet or pat her, she wags her little stump of a tail like a dog.

Gypsy Rose

Gypsy Rose

Our cat, Gypsy Rose. She came from a woman who’d lost her husband and had to let many of her animals go. Rosie was “Sissy” when I found her, but she told me her secret name and so it goes. She also came to us pretty skittish, although bursts of affection defined who she’s become now. She is everywhere with me, my pocket kitty, who is a kisser. Rosie is a Turkish Van, with one green eye and one blue eye. And yes, she KNOWS she’s beautiful!

Gypsy Rose

Gypsy Rose

Shhhh…she’s sleeping with her little friends by the Christmas Tree. This is our Gypsy Rose in a moment when she didn’t know the camera was on her. I guess she wanted to make sure the little blue pegasus didn’t fly away.

Silver Sage, aka The Button

Silver Sage, aka The Button

This is Silver Sage, aka The Button (as he’s cute as one). He is an American Shorthair, with “ticking” (stripes on the legs and tail that make him unshowable that I LOVE). He came from a woman who lived in a little trailer with far too many cats and I paid more for him than any other cat I’ve had in my life (more than one weanling colt I bought several years ago), but he is worth all the gold in the world. I’ve had cats since I was bequeathed one at 20 minutes old, and he is one of the most special (shhh…don’t tell my other cats) felines to grace my life. He came home “on trial” for a Christmas Eve present and the decision was made to never let him go, within seconds of placing him in my husband’s lap.

My Mom's Bengal, Suki

My Mom's Bengal, Suki

While my Mom was away on a vacation, I took the opportunity to photograph her cats so I could present her with Mother’s Day photographic prints of them. My husband graciously wiggled feathers, made funny noises, and kept the other kitties occupied when I got the attention of one in a particularly delightful moment. The cat above is Suki, who like a hummingbird flitted and flew around the room during the entire “session”, then settled for one moment on top the couch and gave me this beguiling look when I squeaked at her.

Mom's Rescue Kitty, Phoebe

Mom's Rescue Kitty, Phoebe

Mom’s sweet rescue kitty, Phoebe…yes, named after the “Friends” Phoebe. At first a fairly wild, skittish kitten, she has matured into a loving, elegant cat.

My Mom's Cat, Mystye

My Mom's Cat, Mystye

What is making Mystye so focused? And, OK, a bit crazy eyed? Why, it’s the Australian Shepards outside the French Doors looking in. The windows on the doors are typically “kitty TV” and she sees lots of bunnies and birds…but the DOGS are on the WRONG side of HER house! Next image is of her “barking” at them…otherwise known as the officially correct term “macking”. Any of you cat folks out there will know what sound I’m talking about!

My Mom's Cat, Mystye

My Mom's Cat, Mystye

This blog entry is dedicated to all the people who have asked if I only photograph horses. 🙂

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