Showing posts with label kittens. Show all posts
Showing posts with label kittens. Show all posts

Saturday, November 22, 2008

Clare Turlay Newberry

Butch

Wicked little Kiisu has really done a number on me. She's made me rethink my position on cats in general. I grew up with them but have never been a real fan. We've taken in quite a few as fosters over the year and all that, but none have really suckerpunched my soul.

Until Kiisu.

I was trying to find images for something unrelated, I came across these incredible charcoal cat drawings by Clare Turlay Newberry, from the middle part of the last century.

Beautiful stuff that, just by looking at it, deepens my cat agogness...

(By the way, the handsome fellow pictured above is named Butch. That might be the 2nd best cat name ever.)


Download: Momus - I am a Kitten (.mp3)
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As a special bonus, tying the beginning of the week to the end, I found another Ninian Hawick song when I was rooting around for the Momus track above. This one, also from the All Done with Mirrors collection from Le Grand Magistery, is a cover Ambassador 277's "The Pop-Up Man".

Download: Ninian Hawick - The Pop-Up Man (.mp3)

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

kiisu


Meet our newest little lady, Kiisu.

Kiisu is the Estonian word for kitten. When I was in Tallinn, Leen and I would go for walks through the yards of the tenements late at night. Anytime she saw a cat, she'd yell, "KIISU"!

It's always seemed like one of the best words there is in any language.

Since then, I've always wanted to name a cat Kiisu. We've had upwards of 20 foster cats over the last three years and it hasn't really seemed to fit any of them. But this one is does.

She's a goopy-eyed bugger. She has a respiratory infection, so she coughs and sneezes. She took to me right away, rubbing her face against my hand again and again. Can't go wrong with that.

No hissy fits.

shoe repair and kittens


I wrote an article about a Russian cobbler named Tommy. Read it here.

The last few days have seen insanely packed. Not that I've accomplished much, but I'm trying to process the hither and thither motion of it.

In a few minutes, I leave to go pick up a 14 month old kitten. We'll be fostering her for at least the next two weeks.

Kitten!