Friday, 29 August 2008

Slightly Mad

We suspect that Korky has sneaked into Dr Jekyll's study again.

Sunday, 24 August 2008

Surfing with cats

Predawn company 25th Aug 2008 4am


Working around the paw


The roll has passed todays inspection and quality control test

Saturday, 23 August 2008

Remembering Spot

Any Tabby reminds me of Spot, who we named after Data's cat.

Meet Richard Norton

Richard Norton breeds Bengal cats and has a youtube channel with lots of videos of his cats.




Thursday, 21 August 2008

Someone has Talent

A piece of music made using some of the various sounds Windows XP and 98 come with.

Wednesday, 20 August 2008

Korky

"I have studied many philosophers and many cats. The wisdom of cats is infinitely superior." - Hippolyte Taine

"After scolding one's cat one looks into its face and is seized by the ugly suspicion that it understood every word. And has filed it for reference."- Charlotte Gray

"Thousands of years ago, cats were worshipped as gods. Cats have never forgotten this." - Anonymous

"There are two means of refuge from the miseries of life: music and cats." - Albert Schweitzer

"There are many intelligent species in the universe. They are all owned by cats." - Anonymous

"If man could be crossed with the cat it would improve man, but it would deteriorate the cat." - Mark Twain

"It always gives me a shiver when I see a cat seeing what I can't see." - Eleanor Farjeon

"Time spent with cats is never wasted." - May Sarton

"If the claws didn't retract, cats would be like Velcro." - Dr. Bruce Fogle

"A cat will assume the shape of its container." - Unknown


Wednesday, 13 August 2008

Mr Bojangles

Tiger Tiger. burning bright,
In the forests of the night;
What immortal hand or eye.
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies.
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand, dare seize the fire?

And what shoulder, & what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat.
What dread hand? & what dread feet?

What the hammer? what the chain,
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp.
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?

When the stars threw down their spears
And watered heaven with their tears:
Did he smile His work to see?
Did he who made the lamb make thee?

Tiger Tiger burning bright,
In the forests of the night:
What immortal hand or eye,
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

The Tiger
William Blake





Sunday, 3 August 2008

Jonathan Goes Filming

Cardiff Big Weekend with Kate and Jonathan.