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Kicking Back at the Local Liquor Shop, Feline Style

Tuesday, July 23rd, 2013

Kicking Back at the Sake Shop, Feline Style

 

It is time to say goodbye to Ichikawa till September.  I will miss the relaxing walks back to the station, but I know it is only for a short time, and I will be challenged by what has changed over the summer heat.

I pass this liquor shop on my way to the station.  I have seen this kitty waiting outside in the cooler months, but I think this one knows how to keep cool.  This one has kicked back on top of some boxes of wine.  He’s got a first rate view of all the action on the street outside.  I’m sure it is much cooler on the inside than the plus 30 degrees temperature outside.

I think that all this one is missing is the feline Mojito.  What is a feline Mojito, it is pretty much the same as what I like to partake in except instead of spearmint, I crush up a bit of catnip.

Now that would be chilling feline style.

 

Giza Feline Chillin in the Afternoon Sun

Friday, June 28th, 2013

Stylish Ginza Cat with a Two VInyl Umbrella Home

This kitty is feline Ginza royalty.  His domain included two see-through vinyl umbrellas that keep the rainy season downpours off his black and white fur.  There he sat on top of a simple box covered with some comfy material.  He was comfortably situated between an urban relic of a wall and a vinyl covered chain link fence.

This one rules the backstreets of Ginza.  Never bothered by the meandering tipsy businessmen or the fashion conscience women.  None of it matters to him.

“Just give me a cool place to have an audience with my subject.” he replied slickly to my question.  The royal one wasn’t phased by my questioning.  I might have been speaking in an alternatively laced universe, but somehow we understood each other.

I knew my audience was quickly coming to an end, and I asked politely if I may have the honor of the royal one sitting for a portrait.  With a resounding “Nyao,” he granted permission.  I framed the feline, pressed the shutter and thanked him deeply for his time.  I bowed and exited from his domain.

 

Feline Protecting the Gates

Monday, May 13th, 2013

Japanese Bobtail Feline Protecting the Gates in Kasai, Tokyo

 

It was another of those days when world’s weather doesn’t know if it is spring or summer.  In the sun the weather was warm, bordering of perfection.  In the shade there was a bit of a dry chill.  The breeze was starting to stiffen up as it rolled in from the bay.

All in all a good day to be out in the streets and enjoying the simple beauty of my Kasai neighborhood.  Compacted suburban gardens, a father and a son tossing a baseball back and forth, and then their was this soldier.

Perched on a lookout post in fron of it’s owner’s gates.  There he sat in the warm sunlight. His eyes followed me as I stood in front of the gates. He never took his eyes off me.  There was no malice.  It was quite simple, he was letting me know that this was his space, and I had entered into it.

Just another soldier in the neighborhood.  The feline variety with a bobtail.

 

Rinkai, Stray to Domesticated Kitty

Saturday, September 15th, 2012

Rinkai, Stray Kitty in Process of Domestication

My wife found this little one while we were cycling through Kasai Rinkai Park near our home.   He was so tiny, and sick.  He had a nasty cold and was sneezing all the time.  We took him in and nursed him back to health.

He has about doubled in size since we first took him in.  We haven’t found a home for him yet, or officially given him a name.  Although, I am leaning towards calling him Rinkai.

 

I am a Cat, Let me Sleep

Monday, June 25th, 2012

Higashi Kasai Feline

It Sunday afternoon and I am napping on the side of my building.  It is pretty cool here in the shade.   I can catch up on all my missed sleep from my running around the neighborhood the night before.

Wait a minute some has stopped his bicycle in front of my mansion.   I lift my ears and then my eyes to figure out what is going on.  Could they be here to give me some tasty tuna bits?  Are they here to try to nab me and bring me off somewhere?  I could hardly be bothered.  I just wanna be here by myself.

I don’t really know.  All I know is it is a bit hot outside and I have the whole afternoon to do nothing but just sit in the shade.  I hear the world go by around me but I barely raise and ear as long as they just leave me alone and let me nap.

Perhaps in a little bit I might stretch my legs and take a stroll around my territory to make sure no one has tried to set up shop in my part of town.  I just couldn’t stand that.

That is a thought for another day.  I am content to just lie on my stomach and dream of tuna, catnip and little furry creatures to chase.

I am a cat, so let me sleep, and dream.

 

The Kitty and I

Monday, February 6th, 2012

The Kitty and I

The kitty and I.  For real.  I almost missed this one on my pedal and meditative journey on Sunday.  I had taken a picture just to the right of this window that was full of a huge blooming aloe plant.  I had jumped back on my bicycle when I noticed this little one keeping a watchful eye on me.

I got off and moved in to get a closer look.  Kitty let out a huge hiss as i got close, but then relaxed, and just struck a pose.  Sweet, and brought a smile to my face.

A dutiful feline keeping its home safe from the wandering photographers like myself.

 

Rabi, My Tiger Stripped Kitty

Monday, November 7th, 2011

Been confined to my home for the last week or so fighting off a cold.  And now I have been told that I must continue to stay home for another week.  I wish to go out and explore, but there is no energy for that.  I have to be content being home and watching my kitties play, sleep, and eat.

This is Rabi (pronounced RAW BEE) he was adopted by my wife and I about 2 years ago.  He is male and is quite spritely.  Rabi loves to play catch. His favorite toy is a little piece of a Docomo mushroom character that fell off.  It is not much bigger than a lima bean.  He love when you throw it and he will go chase it down and then drop it in front of me.  For Rabi there is no end to this joy until he misplaces the little piece of mushroom.

I hope he makes you all smile too.

and here’s …… Rabi….

Rabi, My Tiger Striped Cat

We are Cats without Deadlines

Tuesday, July 26th, 2011

I spotted these two cats just chilling on a breezy and a bit cooler than usual July afternoon.  They were just there being in the moment.  That means they were just being themselves.  You know, just being cats.

It made me think back on Natsume Soseki’s novel “I am a cat.” Then there were these two cats who just said the same thing to me, but in plural. We are cats!  Yes, just cats.  They have no deadlines to meet.  Other than trying to get some food off some humans, but hey that can be done at any time.  They have no exact time to get up, or go to bed.  They just do either whenever they just feel like it.  They don’t have to take a vacation to relax, for as far as I can tell after spending time with my cats, cats are always on vacation.

As the pressure of living in this post earthquake comes and goes, much like the aftershocks, I look forward to leading a simple life.  I don’t want to make things complicated.  I just want to stay focused, indulge myself with art.  I want to spend time with my family and friends.  And if I can pull it off, just to lounge in the shade, under a gate, just like these to cats.

take care my feline friends.

We Are Cats, Chiba Japan

A Pre New Year’s Eve Slumber Party

Thursday, December 30th, 2010

Oh Jay, Big Mama, and Loko all deceided to have a wee nap so that they could stay up all day and night on the 31st.  Lined up, thinking about the next meal.  They are thinking where is the warmest place that i can catch some z’s.  It can be quite complicated, but then again what do we really know we are just humans, and they are just cats.

Oh Jay, Big Mama and Loko Pre New Year's Eve Hug

The Lovely Side of the Street

Sunday, October 24th, 2010

My pendulum like mood swings has caused me to see things a bit more darkly that I would like.  The politricksters and their loudspeakers (this irritating noise is easily filtered out and ignored by the Japanese) hits a nerve deep in my soul and bring out some long rooted frustrations; however, there is another side of the street.

This side of the street is full of life. This other side of the street are full of neighbors that say hello, even to me a complete an utter stranger.  On this side of the street the kitty soaking up the rays smiles as if to say to me “I know.”

Wandering the back alleys no bigger than for a single bicycle to pass I found the lovely side of the street.  I will and always try to find this side to the urban jungle where I trod.  I can not ignore the sights that trouble my soul and they will emerge in my work from time to time.  But keeping this is check, it is the lovely concrete, and potted plants that bring out the best in me.

Seek it.

Look for that lovely side of the street.

Flower Potted River Front

Gas Door Grate

Urayasu Living Zen

Nothing but Slots

Beauty Salon Fat Cat

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