In this photo, Luna is expressing my own feelings toward the heatwave we’ve been having for the past two weeks. I don’t do heat. At all. The least bit of warmth and my head aches and I feel ill. As a result, I’ve been hibernating since it turned warm.
Despite the photo of Luna, she and Lola have both been enjoying the heat, although even Lola’s moved down from the top floor (where it’s warmest) to our bedroom (where it’s still incredibly warm).
Both cats have been spending plenty of time soaking up the heat, indoors and out. Lots of neighborhood cats have been making an appearance, as well, even if it is a rather lethargic appearance.
There are actually three cats in this photo, the third one in the background. All were in a heat-induced state of bliss, happy that the temperatures had finally warmed after a cool start to the summer.
One briefly raised his head when he sensed he was being watched, but quickly went back to sleep.
The cats may be enjoying the heat, but I’m ready for a return to slightly cooler temps, although even I thought wearing a heavy sweater at the end of June was a bit much. A storm came through earlier today, and though it came with a code orange warning and some impressive clouds, it ended up being rather mild, at least here in Utrecht. Fortunately, the worst of the humidity seems to have moved away with it. Small blessings.
So yeah, today isn’t Caturday, but I completely forgot about my plan to post cat pictures yesterday. For me, that’s what Sundays are for anyway. As I mentioned on Friday, our dining room gets some fantastic light, and that means our two black cats flock to the room. Often, they can be found on the sideboard sitting in front of the window. The way they lounge around, it looks like the cat red-light district! But sometimes they sit on the table itself, enjoying the view and the sun. The other day, Luna, my supermodel, was doing just that and I got some fun shots of her.
As always, there was some grooming:
And some yawning:
And a bit of evil eye after I took those shots:
But mainly I took photos of her looking beautiful and regal and peaceful:
I hope you’re all having an enjoyable weekend with a bit of crazy and a bit of calm.
Ten years ago today, Luna, my beloved little black cat came into my life. I adopted her from the ASPCA in Manhattan early one Saturday morning. It was love at first sight! Unfortunately, the ASPCA was short-staffed that day and I was a bit nervous over the whole thing — not helped by my reference who was supposed to be home, not being home — so in the end, I didn’t get to find out anything about her background. She was supposedly four years old, but I’m not sure if that was set in stone or just an estimate. I figure she’s between 12 and 14 now and still going strong!
I’ve always thought of Luna as the quintessential New York woman. She’s thin, dressed all in black, has attitude, and one hell of a loud voice! I figure she must have some Siamese in her. She’s got a similar build and has the loud, chatty voice that Siamese supposedly have. In fact, the day I got her, she was putting that voice to good use! I had originally planned on taking her back to my place in Queens via the subway, but considering how loud and persistent she was, I thought that might earn me a few dirty looks. Instead, I grabbed the first cab I could find. At one point, the driver was talking to the dispatch person on the other end of the radio, and suddenly I heard him say, “It’s a cat.” Obviously, even the dispatch person could hear Luna’s howls over the radio!
I adopted her the weekend before the American Thanksgiving, knowing I’d have a short work week, thus giving us more time to bond. Bond we did, over a cooked bird of our own. She still loves turkey and was always the first in line when I was going over the bones picking off the last bits of meat. She certainly gets her fair share. No turkey bones these days, but she still gets a bit of the meat. How could I resist her! I love her absolutely and am so lucky she came into my life. Happy birthday to my lovely little Luna!
It’s turned quite warm here in the Netherlands these past few days and looks to stay this way a little longer. Fortunately, our downstairs stays nice and cool thanks to the thick walls. The upper floors get a bit warmer, though. The cats are quite happy, spending lots of time in the warmth of the top floor, occasionally venturing downstairs to cool off a little. Within days of moving into this house, the cats claimed the upstairs bedroom as their very own. I admit that I haven’t heard the heart to fold up the bed since my parents were here. Luna and Lola just look so comfy and content, not to mention they always seem to be up there every time I think about getting the bed sorted out.
Pippo, not to be outdone, has become a sunbathing fanatic. He’s constantly out on our terrace, lying on his side in the sun, panting the whole time. He’ll come inside for a few minutes to cool off, and then it’s back out into the full sun! I was out on the terrace myself the other day and got this photo of him when he’d gone inside for a few minutes.
Later, after baking himself silly, he joined me downstairs to make the most of our little fan.
To be fair, this is nothing new for him. Here’s a shot I took of him on our back porch in North Carolina.
Wherever you are, I hope you’re enjoying a lovely weekend. Don’t forget the sunscreen!
Amy recently posted a link to an interesting map about names in the Netherlands, particularly the regional differences. It’s fascinating to see the tendencies toward certain names depending on the location, but I was particularly interested in (and amused by) the naming tendencies here in Utrecht.
Red areas would seem to coincide with affluence (or at least elitism), for the first names prevalent here are associated with socio-culturally prominent groups. These names, prominent in and around Amsterdam, The Hague, Utrecht and Haarlem among other places, are often Old Testament-y (Daniel, Sarah) come from nature (Luna), or might be French (Stéphanie, Olivier).
Thank goodness my Luna will fit right in here! Poor Lola and Pippo. I hope they don’t get teased in the schoolyard!
and I’ll provide the A. Inspired by another blogger — a couple of them, actually — if you’ve got any questions about Utrecht or about me, I’ll try to answer them. Or, if you’re one of the regular visitors here who never comments, simply drop me a comment and let me know what brings you back here or what you’d like to see more of in my blog. I’m curious about the visitors I get!
Why yes, this is my way of getting a post churned out without having any real content. I’m feeling a bit better today, but still coughing and generally wiped out. Tomorrow, you can look forward to another statue-themed Photo Friday. That is if I’m not killed between now and then by two cats currently chasing each other around me!