:-)) Sunday Cat! #865 May 12, 2024 ((-:

Welcome all to the Sunday Cat!, a weekly gathering of image makers on a subject of mutual interest, our feline friends. The Sunday Cat! has appeared each Sunday, except for a brief interruption in September, 2016, since Anton AK started the thread at DPReview on 23 September 2007. Successive thread managers have been John King, Warriormouse, Robert J, Coldamus, Robert J again (with an assist by StanTsui) and since September 2016, former lurker, me. When DPReview was threatened with closure in March 2023, the last regular Sunday Cat! there was hosted on 2 April 2023. After taking a leap of faith, the Sunday Cat! landed here at its new home on 9 April 2023.

Startled Kitty of the Week!

Mr. Me, I've been looking everywhere! I can't find anyone!! Where have all the kitties gone??? 😲

As said by Warriormouse, "Photos can be more than just art, they can be memories, so come share your picture and stories of your feline companions with us."

“Official” posting time is every Sunday at 0000 UTC. Because this is Saturday afternoon for me, posting time may vary to accommodate my schedule. I'll try to post a message if I know I will be very late. Anyone anxious to start the new week is free to do so. But if you do, please PM me so I don’t accidentally double post.

Come one, come all! All cats, all cameras welcome. Images from any time, any place. Let the Sunday Cat! be a refuge where nice comments abound and only constructive criticism is given when it's requested.

The Sunday Cat! is now open for business. :D

Last week's purrs, #864 / DPRv #57

Thread Manager's Corner:
It was a very, very quiet week. And of course, I'm guilty myself due to pretty much being absent from one weekly thread posting to the next. Palmer has been getting most of my attention, and really, things here at home revolve around his needs right now. Over and over again he seems to walk right up to that line that says, "now is the time", and then he walks back again. So we continue our dance between here and over the rainbow bridge. We hope that all the other kitties are doing well and just to busy to pose right now. ;)

~~~ Kim

Though small in size, the imprint they make on our lives is huge.

Waking up from a cat nap? Yes .Arni looking half asleep in his cat bed trying to
figure out who would disturb him. Certainly not that person with a cell phone
pointed his way....

That definitely is the look of, "Huh? What was that??"

Hi,

Sadly, I have to report the passing of Miss Frisky yesterday afternoon. She was 19, which is the longest In have had a cat live.

She started her slide downhill just over a year ago. By feeding her wet food with higher than normal nutrition, she kept going for longer than we thought she would.

She passed peacefully outside laying in the sun, which is something she always loved to do.

We have a Kitty Spot on the far side of the pond out behind the house, so she is in good company and still at home.

Here she is, on the bed with Fred (who disappeared a few months ago).

So we have just one somewhat confused kitty left. Miss Snowflake.

Stan

Malcabresto……and probably his son, new addition to the farm family

Sorry to hear of Miss Frisky's passing 😿. It's hard to let them go. It's nice that you have your "kitty place" where your friends can continue to be near you. 19 is a good long life, most kitties I know of made it to around 16 or 17.

Very sorry to hear of Miss Frisky's passing across the rainbow bridge. She will have
company to guide her way to forever. 19 is a very long life and I'm sure you gave her
the love during that time she deserved.

I too am sorry to learn of your loss. They are all special, and each is unique. I love that Miss Frisky was able to pass peacefully on her own timetable, while doing what she loved. That's something we would all want for our kitties.

It's interesting that we have the circle of life in one thread this week. The loss of one and the new entry of another. One certainly can't deny the resemblance between Malcabresto and the kitten. I wonder if more will show up.

Street Cats of Istanbul

Untitled--local cat hanging out.

Hi,

Thank you, all. She only had one bad day over the past year, and that was the last one.

Stan

I love the shots of Dad and Son there. Yes, one arrives and one leaves. That is the way of things.

The two headed cat...not sure which body belongs to which cat here. Stripey and Tiger

Kitty dreaming of playing the guitar

Beautiful kitty. The Street Cats of Istanbul are very fortunate to have a community that supports them.

Unlike the Street Cats of Istanbul, this kitty appears to be very much on his own. So along with an end and a beginning, this week also gives us, the good and the sad.

That one is definitely a puzzle!

I like how we can see all the black toe pads on her. She definitely looks like she can hear the music coming from it. :)

Since I am catching up on the last week, I'm going to come back and post the new week a little later.

Miss Frisky's story:

In December 2004, we moved to this small farm. We had three cats who came with us. One of which was Miss Daisy:

Here is a shot of Daisy and Frisky.

Well, about May of 2005, Miss Daisy disappeared. Looking around didn't turn her up. We didn't know what kind of activity the new county had in regards to picking up strays. And we are three miles from town via the river. Five by road. So we headed down to the shelter to see if Daisy happened to be there.

She wasn't. And they told us they'd not bother with cats unless someone called them specifically.

So that was a No Go. But, there in one of the cages, was this little kitten sitting all the way in the back corner with her head hung.

My wife said that kitten had to come home with us. And so she did. Nineteen years ago.

When we took Frisky to the vet for her operation - they call it Fixing, but I call it Breaking - she went right to the back corner of the kennel and hung her head. Heartbreaking.

She was elated when we returned to take her home.

And we found Daisy a few days after Frisky came home with us. She wandered down by the river and didn't know how to get back home.

Here is a last shot of Frisky, being helpful with the housework.

Stan

What a lovely story of Miss Frisky. She had something of a charmed life. To be rescued from the shelter by the disappearance of her soon to be roommate, living a long life in a loving home, and then eventually to pass on her own terms.