Who doesn’t love a trip to the playground? (Don’t answer that.) Dogs do. They can relax on the swings, but the real action is on the sliding boards. It’s a lot easier going down the chute than going up.
You will have noticed there’s no footage of dogs on the merry-go-round.
When they’re not stealing cigarettes or money, most of the cats in this video are busy getting wet. They have an uncanny ability for falling into bathtubs full of water. Sinks are quite popular, too.
Sprinkle a few drops of water on my cats, though, and they run away.
I’m pooped. The email problem that stymied us last week went away as mysteriously as it came, and I was able to send my weekly column to Newswithviews. And so, for the time being, here’s something better. Certainly more restful.
This is the first hymn I learned to play on my harmonica, back in the Bronze Age. I still love it. O Worship the King, sung during the NBA Big Sing at Durham Road Baptist Church, Gateshead. Background sets, plus charming little bird, by God the Father.
I am happy to be able to say my cats don’t do this. They only cause things to fall off the table as they bumble around up there.
But why do so many cats get a kick out of knocking things to the floor?
And try to explain the bozo who stands there filming the cat as it prepares to knock an egg off the table. It’d serve him right if the egg landed on his shoe.
Genuine False Fact! In 1884 the town of Sarcophagus, Missouri, was overrun by oversized two-legged rabbits and forced to evacuate. The rabbits then looted the bank. It has been theorized that they might have been humans disguised as rabbits.
Meanwhile, we have a bodacious rabbit right here on the video playing hob with a cat’s self-esteem…
Even the epitome of grace and athletic prowess–we’re talking about a cat–can’t help taking a prat fall sometimes. Slippery counters, table tops that aren’t quite as big as you thought–a well, fer cryin’ out loud! (but don’t worry, no harm done)–and a mouse who’s ready to lick any cat who dares to cross his path: well, they’re all opportunities to look like a klutz.
I had a friend who managed to fall out of every boat he was ever in. Every time. But he was human.
God has blessed us with all sorts of creatures that can be our companions–all different, but also with important things in common. Like the ability to play with you; even the ability to love you. Many mammals have those qualities. And a lot of birds do, too.
We’ve got more than our usual ration of bad news, these days; but I think these birds will cheer you up.
And someday I’ll try to tell you why I’m so fond of reptiles, too.
Enough bad nooze already. Here’s something totally harmless, benign, soothing, and sweet: Music Box Dancer by Frank Mills, complete with dancers.
Early childhood memory: my Aunt Millie had a music box with a little toy ballet dancer on the cover, who glided around in a circle when you played the music. I loved to watch it, fascinated. And what I wouldn’t give to see her, and it, again.
P.S.–Oops! I posted this video last month. Never mind, I think we need it again. It’s a small port in a big storm. And prayer will lead us to the best port of them all: the love of God, in Jesus Christ our Savior.
Our cats sleep very soundly, but sometimes their legs and feet make running motions. Ears and whiskers twitch.
It can’t be doubted that cats dream. We can guess, by watching, when they’re dreaming of eating, or suckling, or sniffing something that they really ought to leave alone. But the content of cat dreams is a sealed book to us.
A Babylonian scientist named Rogers said his cat dreamed about pasta, but I don’t know how he knew that.
It is said that Sargon II had a “curious bird” named Whoopsie who could sing the Assyrian national anthem; but I don’t believe it.
These birds are smart enough to interact and play with humans. And you’d swear they have a sense of humor. Betcha they do.
