A small collection of poignant photos of fairly cute cats, extracted from other webpages on this site.
You may not find this terribly rewarding unless you're included here, so this is a good time for casual and random browsers to turn back before they get too caught up in the sweep and majesty of the proceedings
August 2023 -- some reasonably good fun for the cats on site
For reasons known only to themselves, the cats prefer sitting on septic covers to sitting on the grass, or as in this case, on an unidentified 'control valve'.
Or, when necessary, on a book
This is a favorite napping place for the cats, both of whom have outgrown it but don't care.
It's 7:30 am, when the cats are insisting on being let out to romp about, despite never have been let out until 9 am (when the nocturnal predators and potential prey have all gone home, and the dew is off the grass).
It's 9 am.
-- Let's head south.
-- Righto!
-- Choupee! CHOUPEE!! . . .
-- There's no privacy in the shower anymore, yeah?!?
Melvin appears to be toying with the idea, finally, of joining us for a short cruise on the hydrobike . . .
. . . but, being a very hydrophobic cat . . .
. . . he elects to watch us pedal off into the distance. Poor Melvin.
Choupette is minding her own business, and Pugsley senses an opportunity, 9 August 2023.
Choupette sorts that problem out in a sudden jiffy, and . . .
. . . resumes exploring the views from atop the new A/C machine.
-- What's it to you!
Choupette Stylites and . . .
. . . a devotee
The cats are expressly forbidden from crossing the cattle guard at the edge of the property (tell that to Choupette).
The compulsion to explore hangs over Choupette. Even when the object of exploration is stunningly obvious.
-- Well, let's see where this leads to.
-- So, big deal.
-- So, what about this then? Oh, just mud.
-- Enough of that.
-- We want out! Open this door right now! At once!
Why spend time sitting on a dewy-wet lawn when there's a handy septic tank vent right here?
A sudden torrential downpour and we're joined in our pontoon boat shelter by two refugees. 24 August 2023.
-- Should we make a run for it up to the house?
The rain's over; there are brighter times ahead.
Back to the 'South Beach' cottages on Lake Superior
Choupette's obligatory explorations
(That clock is entirely wrong! The people of Ontonagon, and of most of the Upper Peninsula, consider themselves in the Eastern Time Zone. The correct time is 12 after 6! CDT!)
Now what? We'd better go see if all's well up there.
Oh, just relaxing.
Ready to come down now
Choupette is doubtful on her first trip up and down again, but the muscle memory from last year soon comes to the rescue.
A chilly morning exploration of the beach
Found art from the wave action, and a hands-on art lover
The beach is altogether different every year, but the driftwood invasion is usually less violent up this way.
Explorations
-- C'mere, Choup.
It's time to head back.
Choupie trying to figure out what we need a window up here for (we ask ourselves the same thing).
-- Did you bring the Greenie treats??
-- Dare me!
Choup is fearless, and Melvin seldom approves.
The grand leap across to the other side. (It turned out to be extremely easy; despite Melvin's cautions.)
A walk farther along our two tier beach, towards the southwest
Something rustled in the foliage. (-- Oh, never mind.)
Choupette taking the path of least resistance
Not to be indelicate, but Melvin is attempting to answer a call of nature, and not getting any privacy at all.
Fastidious Melvin is tidying up afterwards, and ignoring Choupette.
Having been so summarily ignored, Choupie prepares her revenge . . .
. . . and bursts through the bushes to take Melvin unawares. But as usual, she was just trying to startle him, and dashed right past him at max speed.
Melvin's just caused an unsettling sand avalanche, and backpedals.
Exploring the rolled-up path planks from the cottage out to a favorite sunset viewing point
Long day -- see you tomorrow.
Sneaky Choupette preparing a morning ambush
How touching -- they're pretending to ignore each other.
Choupette is nearly in tears about having to leave 'South Beach' so soon.
But she may have time for catching one more tiny shrew.
(Deplorable behavior, but what can we do? It's 'Nature, Red in Tooth and Claw'.)
Sleeping cats
It's what they do best . . .
. . . each in his or her own way.
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