Monday, April 19, 2010

3-D MANCAT MONDAY: WAR AND PEACE

It seems that mancats, especially, have the need to wrestle.  It's not that ladycats never engage in such behaviour, but in my experience, you will see two mancats go at it more often.  I think it's their way of establishing who is dominant.  The ladycat doesn't need to bother, because she already knows she's boss.

Dante and Dylan are no different.  Although they are best friends and buds, there are those times where war breaks out between them.  It appears that Dante is always the victor in these confrontations, as these pictures will attest.

PART I:  WAR

Note that Dante is in the dominant position, and Dylan in the submissive.

Dylan makes a defensive move, but still from a subordinate position.  The look on Dante's face is quite determined.


Here, Dante controls the situation just by the look in his eyes.  It's a staredown!

Dylan keeps a very submissive posture in the glare of Dante's gaze.

And lowers his head to King Dante.

Dylan shrinks further and further away ...

... until he concedes defeat and slinks off.  The war, for now, is over.


PART II:  PEACE


Most of the time, Dante and Dylan live a peaceful co-existence.

They each do their own thing, but they like to be near each other.

Oops!  Maybe Dylan got a little too close, there.  Those tailwinds can be disconcerting.


Sometimes, the mancats co-operate in checking things out.

And checking each other out.


It's nice to have a sidekick!

Someone who makes you feel comfortable.

And sometimes, gives you a little kiss.

We leave you now on a peaceful note with our mancats blissfully reunited.  Without a little war, now and then, how would we even know the real significance of peace?



Saturday, April 17, 2010

3-D CATURDAY PARADE!

Here are Dante, Dylan and Domino out and about in the back yard.  I tried to pick some of the best pictures from the most recent parade of photos.  There are so many of them, but I have whittled them down to these twelve.





















(Biggify for greatest effect)

That's all for now.  The 3-Ds and I wish you a very happy and enjoyable Caturday.  Relax, like us!

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

TUXY TUESDAY TAI-CHI WITH DOMINO

These pictures of Domino were taken just this morning.  She likes to nibble a little first on the new shoots of grass before performing her rituals.

Domino is rather zen.  When she strikes a pose, she tends to hold it for quite a long stretch (pun intended), a skill which comes in useful in her modelling sessions. 

To me, it also appeared as if she was practising the ancient Chinese art of Tai-Chi, which is known for its long, slow motions.  Perhaps this is how she originally honed her posing skill.

Here she is taking in the scent of the newly sprung grasses.

Then she takes up her pose; a sideward stretch of the left leg and hold.

She continues to hold this position while partaking of the grasses.

And still her bottom half hasn't moved, though she turns her top half southwards.

Still holding, while stretching her neck, eyes skyward.

Still holding, neck no longer elongated, eyes still with that far-away look.

Finally, Domino comes out of her Tai-Chi position.  It was quite a stretch, I think you'll agree.

Here, we have some forward motion, albeit still in slow mode.

At last, she picks up the pace.

And actually breaks into a trot.  Domino seems to have two speeds; slow or fast.  There's nothing ever in-between.  Indeed, it's very much like her purrsonality, which vascillates between sweet as a kitten to tough-as-nails dominatrix.  One thing she'll never be is mediocre.

Perhaps you can join us next time, when Domino "Tais One On" yet again.

Monday, April 12, 2010

3-D MANCAT MONDAY: BROS AND BEST BUDS

It's Monday, and here are just a few pictures of Dante and Dylan together; brothers and best friends.  They have each other's backs -- and fronts from the look of it.



Sometimes two heads are better than one.  Especially when they're this handsome!


Friday, April 9, 2010

FRIDAY ON THE FENCE WITH DYLAN

Dylan is usually a fence-sitter.  He loves to stand up there on the fence and view his territory from on high.  However, more recently he's taken up fence-walking as a his latest hobby.  He's found you can cover even more ground that way -- without ever touching it (the ground, that is).

Our first glimpse of Dylan is through the branches of the budding trees. 


He's walking along rather confidently, with the fine coordination of an acrobat on the balance beam.


It's time to stop and smell the branches (there weren't any roses around, so this will have to do).

"Hey Buddy", Dylan says to the budding leaves!  He always likes to to make new friends, you know.  "Can you come out tonight?" 


Dylan takes time from his budding relationship to hone in on something rustling in the neighbour's yard.


He gradually moves TOEward the sound to investigate.  Watch out for that post!  Those things can really trip you up.


Post post, Dylan moves along with confidence once more.  He may even have exceeded the fenceline speed limit from all appearances.


Having located the general location of the sound, he screeches to a halt and looks in my direction to make sure I capture his good side.


Dylan looks around him to make sure no one else is watching.  You never know who you can trust (except your good buds, of course).


Then suddenly, without further fanfare, Dylan does a fence dive -- head first, into the next-door neighbour's yard.  (His sister Button lives here you know, but is inside at the moment).


After thoroughly checking out the source of the sound, Dylan makes a very sudden reappearance atop the fence.  Whatever he saw, or smelled seems to have rattled him.  His face has a very sober look, and his ears are a-twitching something fierce.

"Rejected, again!", Dylan sobs.  He had checked out Button through her patio door, but she always shrieks and runs away.  Button's mama has told me that she is absolutely terrified of Dylan.  However, he is determined to try to win her over.  She's his sister, but she doesn't remember him at all.  If only she would give him the time of day, Dylan's sure he could make her his friend.

In the meantime, Dylan must console himself with the fact that he made a few new friends today, even if his sister is still estranged.  "She very estrange, for sure", says he.  And he dreams of the day when they can sit on the fence, together.