Is There Room* in Your Book for Me?

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I thought it funny the book is called “Our Mutual Friend”!

Is your pet as clingy as ours? Please share your story!

*Weekly Photo Challenge: Room No. 2

Vivian’s Room

When the fog rolled in over our lounging chairs this afternoon (with us still in them), we counted ourselves lucky we at least had enjoyed an hour of hot, precious sunshine.

You may see some of the fog in the pic below.
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She stayed behind in her outdoor room…

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Daily Post Photo Challenge: Room

Spring!

Greetings, humans! Maisie here, covering for Jennifer this week while she is away. My sister Vivian was eager to take over again, but Shy Little Me thought I would venture a few steps out of my comfort zone and host the blog for a change.

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My sister and I had grown oh-so-bored with staying inside.

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After the long, cold and snowy winter we endured in Canada this year, we are welcoming any signs of Spring with gratitude and huge sighs, or in our case,
purrs of relief.

When Vivian and I lived in the city four years ago, we had to content ourselves with the sighting of a robin or two in our backyard to let us know Spring had finally arrived.

Where we live now, there are many, many more signs to watch for and welcome. Not only fat robins with their red breasts, but birds of all kinds grace us with their presence, usually in pairs as they get ready for mating season.  And we eagerly await the arrival of the gannets in May, and arctic terns in June. There is something deeply comforting in seeing wildlife return, especially when you spy them huddled in twos, preening or foraging for food together here on Perry’s Point. The seagulls are here as always, dropping and breaking crabs and sea urchins open on the rocks. But now they are joined by a few saddleback gulls. Vivian even spotted a saucy mink the other day!

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During the last few days, my sister and I have enthusiastically returned to the great outdoors.
So much to see, to smell, to hear and to taste.

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 Vivian and I will stay outside almost all day when the summer gets here…

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…just like last summer, and the summer before.

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Life is good. 🙂

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“I coulda hosted. It was my gig. Pfft!”

Weekly Photo Challenge: Spring!
What does Spring mean to you?

A Spanish Purr Sounds Just as Sweet

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“Whaaa? Is Jennifer blogging about cats, again?” 

Look, I will be the first to admit it. I love all animals, but my adoration for creatures of the feline variety is mega-size and always has been. So if you think I’m a hopeless ailurophile – for those who don’t know, that’s the fancy word for cat lover – I will readily own up to it. This blog has my name on it which means there has to be a cat post now and then.

I think often about kitties of all stripes (pun intended), particularly my own. On the days leading up to our trip to Cuba earlier this month, and actually, any time we travel, I begin worrying in earnest. What do our cats think when we disappear like that, for days on end? Do they open their eyes from each nap expecting to see us, and roam from window to window, wondering what the devil has become of us? Do they fill with anxiety, for fear we shall never return?

We're so blue without you.
We’re so blue without you.

When I voice these concerns to my husband, he gives me a patronizing smile and reassures me once again that they don’t think that way, especially as we make sure before we go that all their needs are met and we have someone checking on them. And of course they have each other. But how can he know that for certain, that they aren’t pining for us? I know he loves cats too, but does he think he can read their minds?

Wherever we go, Cuba included, little cats seem drawn to him. I’ll give him that. Like this little tomcat.

Well, hello!
“Hola” from el gato!

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The Cat Whisperer (sounds much better than p#ssy magnet ;) )
The Cat Whisperer
This gorgeous boy belongs to the restaurant's next door neighbour.
This gorgeous tabby belongs to the restaurant’s next door neighbour.

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Staring at my husband in quiet awe
He stares at my husband in quiet awe.
Pose pretty for the camera
Pose pretty for the camera, sweet boy. x

So even though I remain unapologetic and consider myself as devoted to cats as he is, and I worry more about the ones we leave behind, I wonder why they always give him the lion’s share of attention. Even the Spanish ones.

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What do you think? Say anything, but please don’t call me a crazy cat lady!

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Further Reading: 8 Purrfect Destinations For Any Cat Lover

Meowy Christmas :)

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Happy Christmas Eve, everyone! Vivian K. Perry here, filling in for Jennifer today because she is in town celebrating the holidays in the bosom of her family.

Maisie and I are hanging out at home with our early Christmas presents, two new cat beds! We are thrilled with how cozy they are, and Jennifer was thrilled because they were only ten bucks a pop from Sears catalogue.

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In keeping with the spirit of the season, please have a look at Maisie’s Christmas photo shoot below.

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Happy holidays!

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Relaxing…in a Bathrobe?

Both of my cats enjoy grabbing opportunities,
wherever they may find them,
to cozy up and have a luxurious cat nap.

A carelessly dropped bathrobe has become
this morning’s perfect chance location for a purry snooze.

In this case, as in most,
Maisie is the one who finds the sudden bed,
and no sooner does she get nice and comfortable,
but Vivian happens along and surreptitiously joins her sister.

Napping Together Since We Were Babies
Napping Together Since We Were Babies 

This has been my contribution to Ailsa’s Weekly Photo Challenge – Relaxing.

Guest Post: Vivian’s View from Here – Part III

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Greetings to all,
Folks, Felines and otherwise!

It’s me, Vivian K. Perry, the shedding-est, purring-est, head-butting-est pussy cat in the land, and once again I am pleased and honoured to cover this evening’s blog post, here at Jennifer’s Journal.

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                            We love to explore our environment.

           Maisie and I have been enjoying a gorgeous sun-and-fun-filled summer here on Perry’s Point.

Jennifer is feeling a little under the weather as of late, but no worries, I’m sure she’ll bounce back to her old self, quicker than you can say meow. We’ll see to that.

Maisie LOVES the Outdoors
                          Maisie LOVES the Outdoors
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                                    I adore soaking up morning rays on the deck.
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                                  Gotta love the batman shadow.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           
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          Nico & his “dad”

We entertained visitors on several occasions, but stayed clear of that overgrown Golden Doodle, Nico, because he is simply too friendly in that annoyingly brash doggy way of his.

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                                Maisie chowing down in a patch of sunlight

We did take a two week trip to St. John’s, but were oh-so grateful to return home to our walks along the coastline, relaxing sun baths,  hunting of tiny critters, and all that priceless freedom.

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                                                      “splendor in the grass”

For those who don’t know how we got our names, here goes:  When Jennifer and her husband adopted us from the SPCA, the lovely staff had already named us Maggie and Storm. But our new staff thought they could do better.

Jennifer asked, “Do we know a couple of sisters who are always together?” After some brainstorming, Jennifer’s husband suggested the names of two of Jennifer’s aunts, who often spend time together. “Yes,” she squealed. “That’s perfect! I always liked their names as well, so Maisie and Vivian they will be.” And the aunts got a kick out of it too.

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Come play with me?
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Please rub my peach- patched chin?
Please rub my peach- patched chin?
Silent as a Sphinx
                         Silent as a Sphinx
Thank you being such gracious visitors, and don't be shy - I will be sure to pass on your comments. :)
How did you spend your summer? Thank you for being such gracious visitors, and don’t be shy – I will be sure to pass on your comments.

                                                                                Meow!  ♥

  Further Feline Reading:

Vivian’s View From Here
Vivian’s View From Here – Part II 
Cats on Ice – Exploring Spring Thaw in Iceberg Alley

                                                                             

 

“Ripples”

Here is my take on Ailsa’s Travel Theme: Ripples this week.

First, some evening shots along the shores near my home:

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view from our deck last night
view from our deck last night
a couple of hours later
a couple of hours later

This morning I shot these pics of my husband and Vivian on their pre-breakfast jaunt:

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Vivian follows him everywhere

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as loyal as any dog

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There were a few “ripples” of laughter from behind the camera too.  Smileys

Guest Post: Vivian’s View From Here – Part II

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 I’m baaack!

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Maisie, the shy one

Hello there, Peeps. Vivian K. Perry here, Jennifer’s (dare I say) favourite cat.  Just don’t tell my sister Maisie, capiche?

Jennifer asked me back to host her blog today, because she is a little bogged down writing an especially exciting chapter of her new novel.

Whatever! I was happy to oblige, nonetheless. This is my second time guest blogging on Jennifer’s Journal. If you’re interested, and I’m sure you are because I’m so cute, you can see my first post from last summer here.

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Maisie and I do agree on one thing: we are getting bored with the cold weather. We miss the summer days of hunting little creatures, and basking in the sun. It is warming up a bit, but it’s still darn chilly on the paws most days.

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So we while away the hours with our indoor activities.

Tucked away in the linen closet
Tucked away in the linen closet
Still looking pretty spiffy there, Alex
Still looking pretty spiffy there, Alex
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Nice! But do they come with kitties on them?
Lying on legs, one  of our best loved pastimes
Lying on humans, one of our best-loved pastimes

Sometimes, we get on each other’s nerves, as sisters often do. I was thinking Maisie looked entirely too comfortable having our little house all to herself, so I had to act.

Minding her own business
Minding her own business
Want some company?
Want some company?
Getting too crowded for someone!
Getting too crowded for someone!
There. That's better.
There. That’s better.

Of course, at other times Maisie and I are closer-than-this:

Maisie lets me cuddle her when she's cold
Maisie lets me cuddle her when she’s cold

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But what is my Number One Favourite Activity?

Dream, dream, dream
Dream, dream, dream

That’s right,
Dreaming of Summer

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Thank you for visiting Vivian’s View from Here! We hope you enjoyed it. 🙂

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Would you like to see more of Maisie and Vivian? Check out these links:

Cats on Ice: Exploring Spring Thaw in Iceberg Alley

Vivian’s View from Here – Part I

Foliage (and Other Living Things)

Travel Theme: Foliage (and Other Living Things)

Trees and their foliage are, without a doubt, some of Nature’s most wondrous treasures.

But sometimes, the best photograph of a tree is not as much about the tree itself, but what is found in and among its foliage and branches.

Like in this photo I snapped in Varadero, Cuba, you may see tiny birds:

…two “love birds”, perhaps?

Or you might happen upon a couple of sister cats exploring among the leaves:

Paradise backyard, Newfoundland

And if you see a magnificent tree such as this one day, don’t be surprised to find little children playing among its sturdy limbs:

Bowring Park, St. John’s, Newfoundland

This has been my contribution to wheresmybackpack.com’s weekly Travel Theme.
This week: Foliage

Thank you for the inspiration, Ailsa!

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