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The pusses from Tumblr and Photogenic Felines, my fave cat Tumblr blog!

Isn’t it funny that at Christmas something in you gets so lonely for – I don’t know what exactly, but it’s something that you don’t mind so much not having at other times. 

~Kate L. Bosher

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Cemetery Cats

Artist quote: “there are hundreds of cats living in a cemetery of Sao Paulo…resting on the tombs…” ~ poivre

Lafayette Cemetery is located in Historical Gardens District. New Orleans, Louisiana. Location used in Anne Rice novels.  Lafayette Cemetery Cat by SalemCat

From what I’ve found there are many feral cats living in cemeteries. Perhaps it’s the warmth of the sun on the stone that attracts them to sit on the grave markers…or perhaps it’s something else altogether….

Artist note: “A black cat seen at the Pere-Lachaise Cemetery in Paris. Cemetery Queen by marielf   

Sleeping cat in Yanaka cemetery in Tokyo. Photo: syna1

The cat in the cemetery by Bulentcalli. Taken in Istanbul.

Cemetery in London. Photo: thelost82

Black as a Cat
photo by Waterproof Velvet

Talent…

“Everyone has talent. What is rare is the courage to follow the talent to the dark place where it leads.” – Erica Jong

image: Rock N Roll, Baby  by gre3g

My gray contented pussycat…

Don’t go to sleep, my gray contented pussycat, for my friend Valentine will soon ring the bell, make her entrance, swish about, and carry on.  She will run her gloved hand over your back, and your spine will shudder as you look at her with murderous eyes.  You know she really doesn’t like you very much, my short-haired country girl, she goes into ecstasies over Angoras, which have capes like collies and whiskers like Chauchard.  Ever since you scratched her that day, she keeps her distance; she knows nothing about your violent soul, delicate and vindictive, the soul of a bohemian cat.  As soon as she comes, turn your striped back to her, roll yourself up into a turban at my feet, on the satin scratched by your curved claws shaped like the thorns of a wild rosebush….Shhh! she rang….here she is! She shivers and haphazardly plants her icy little nose on my face – she kisses so poorly!    -   Colette, What Must We Look Like?

image: Toraman the Caddy by elifvargi