GUEST VALENTINE CATS FROM FINE ART AMERCA

MOM Carol is the proud curator of a fabulous CAT ARTISTS on the Site "Fine Art America" where photographers, traditional and digital artists gather to share amazing cat art.  There are other subjects like "oceans" and "winter art" and "horses" - more than you can believe.  Here are some fun VALENTINE-THEME CAT ARTWORK which Mom Carol really enjoyed - and. you will too! (caveat: this post is made uner our "objections" since its not about US.  But we had no choice...she's bigger than us and pays for our cat food!

THIS IS ONE OF HER FAVORITES by Liliana! 

Another truly inventive work of art!

Cats sharing...SPAGHETTI?  (ok, it could happen...)

Purple love....featuring elegant black cats..an unbeatable combination!

That's all folks for now!  CAVEAT! All pictures are copyright property of the artist whose name is on the picture and may not be copied or reproduced anywhere without written permission. Having said THAT, we wish you a wonderful "Day After Valentines Day!"

Peaches and Paprika Love Cats' Greeting

Wishing you on Val-Day the sweetest wishes ever!  Mom Carol looted the closet for valentine cards of yours truly an these are the ones that passed our rigid "Feline Inspection!"

This sister Love picture really happened.  Usually I, Paprika am the "kisser" but I' ust returned from a "vet visit" (I had a UTI a long time ago) an Peaches was welcoming me and comforting me!

Here we were having a peaceful nap when rudely awakened by the click of a camera.  We were practially kittens then.  We're so glad the new cell phones don't "click." 

Loving all & wishing you a happy "LOVE DAY!"

Looking for Paprika On an Icy Morning

 From Mom Carol

This morning, with the temps hovering in the single digits, I couldn't find Paprika anywhere. After a minute of searching, I noticed a suspicious lump in the blanket pile. One layer after another... and there she was. Buried deep, cozy as can be. Here’s how she claims it went down:

Paprika's Story (hear me MEOW!) (reluctantly thawed)

This morning began as any sensible winter morning should: with burrowing. I had constructed a perfectly engineered cave system beneath three pillows, two fleece blankets, and one mildly annoyed sister. It was warm. It was secure. It was mine.

Then came The Intrusion.

"Paprika?"
Rustling. Peeling. A shaft of cold air broke through my top blanket layer like an arctic searchlight. I stayed still, hoping to remain blanket-colored and invisible. No such luck.

"Where IS she??"
(They always get loud when they panic.)

Eventually, a hand reached in and extracted me, like a prized truffle from the forest floor. I emerged blinking, mildly damp, and absolutely appalled. Was the house on fire? No. Was breakfast ready? Also no. Apparently, they just wanted to know where I was. Humans. 🙄

Luckily, Peaches was too busy sitting on the heating vent to gloat.

I’ve since reburrowed.

If you need me... don’t.

— Paprika, Survivor of the Great Morning Excavation

We are joining the Cat On My Head's sunday hop to see what other furballs are doing today.  Were YOU rudely awakened?

Peaches Snowstorm Bathroom TakeOver

My True Tale of Alpha Cat Brilliance

"Well! I overheard Mom Carol PLOTTING what to do if we lost power during the snowstorm tomorrow.
(She doesn't know it, but I understand some English. Don’t tell!)

I found out she plans to herd me and Paprika into the large bathroom. So I thought I better investigate this little “emergency headquarters” ahead of time.

Naturally, I scoped the place out — and found the best spot.

My first Bathroom Pose.

Then guess what? MOM CAROL sneaked in with a camera! So I had to pose!  On second thought I decided I better tuck in my dangling TAIL so as to appear lady-like.

Better, Right?

Since I saw Mom Carol was NOT pleased at my arrivng there a day early, I made sure she did not attempt to remove me, using the straight "leg maneouver"

The Staight Leg Maneuver to prevent being "moved" against my will

Just to make sure she didn't move me, I also gave her, "The Look."

I guess I got my point across. It’s not easy being an alpha cat.  I was SO proactive. But... She was not pleased to find me in there a day early...very unappreciative human.

— Peaches the Cat 😼

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A Note From Mom Carol. How Did She KNOW?!

I didn’t even set this up. She really did stake out the bathroom a day before the storm. I hadn’t even unpacked the emergency fleece throws yet.

And she didn’t just curl up in any corner — she picked the coziest, warmest, most throne-like perch in the whole room. Complete with a towel canopy and a built-in pedestal. All while giving me her signature “What?” face.

Paprika hasn’t stood a chance.

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