<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409</id><updated>2012-02-01T15:14:21.579-08:00</updated><category term='Mihaly szikszentmihalyi'/><category term='Valley of Search'/><category term='Good Friday'/><category term='Dizzie'/><category term='FUNDEAC'/><category term='language of kindness'/><category term='Pierre Teilhard de Chardin'/><category term='sanctity of purpose'/><category term='UmberDove'/><category term='self'/><category term='Loren Acton'/><category term='william sears'/><category term='spirit of faith'/><category term='insight'/><category term='LateNightDrawing'/><category term='practice'/><category term='JS BACH 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Trauger'/><category term='craft as worship'/><category term='Gulistan'/><category term='meditative faculty'/><category term='Sa&apos;adi'/><category term='peacock?'/><category term='rain and unity'/><category term='Perception'/><category term='in the park'/><category term='Advent of Divine Justice'/><title type='text'>today...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>436</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-5768856543236494486</id><published>2012-01-31T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T10:11:39.968-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Promulgation of Universal Peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harmony and peace'/><title type='text'>The world that DEMANDed our attention would have to wait...</title><summary type='text'>as this one morning the furry dudes and I decided to go out on our excursion. The green had started to paint its way in the spaces between the bare branches, in most places,and not so in other places.  This poor coral tree was butchered by our "skilled" gardeners two years ago, and forces a few leaves out each year!One squirrel took note of our presence...he expected sunflower seeds raining from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/5768856543236494486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=5768856543236494486' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/5768856543236494486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/5768856543236494486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2012/01/world-that-demanded-our-attention-would.html' title='The world that DEMANDed our attention would have to wait...'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cgnBXtUWDiU/TyglOOH2tjI/AAAAAAAAIeQ/gXWi2_1Ijhk/s72-c/P1380476.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-3783403989283351413</id><published>2012-01-27T15:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T15:29:27.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gentle kindness...</title><summary type='text'>This is the scene from yesterday when I was leaving work, sort of exhausted, relieved, wondering.  Thankful for this sight that made me think of kindness...sometimes kindness is in the beauty of friends, or what surrounds us, maybe words, maybe in silence.Surrounded by their gentle kindness of the naughty sort we reflected upon this:"O maid-servant of God! The mystery of sacrifice is that man </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/3783403989283351413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=3783403989283351413' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/3783403989283351413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/3783403989283351413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2012/01/gentle-kindness.html' title='Gentle kindness...'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RZHqkr4EGH4/TyMwF7HRr_I/AAAAAAAAIak/jl9ltoju1Yc/s72-c/P1380355.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-5239636989824455903</id><published>2012-01-26T12:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T13:07:03.415-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shadi Toloui-Wallace'/><title type='text'>do you look through your leather bound book?</title><summary type='text'>The cat boys and I listened to her.  We missed you all.They made big pawfuls of kisses and blew them into the sunny skies...Ciao!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/5239636989824455903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=5239636989824455903' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/5239636989824455903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/5239636989824455903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2012/01/do-you-look-through-your-leather-bound.html' title='do you look through your leather bound book?'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--WKLPsIffz8/TyG_TYVVD-I/AAAAAAAAIaA/aWbocQfTdlA/s72-c/P1380167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-1231877815716446081</id><published>2012-01-17T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T08:53:00.706-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apologue of the Pearl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humility'/><title type='text'>The Apologue of the Pearl</title><summary type='text'>A frequently misunderstood spiritual law is humility, in our opinion of course!   Its significance can only be explained by analogy to the physical world.  Here, energy only flows from high point (voltage) to low.  The modern world regards humility as a weakness.  It cannot be fake self-effacement.  It is a difficult trait to develop, for most of us, but not for cat boys.It was a panoramic day </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/1231877815716446081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=1231877815716446081' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/1231877815716446081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/1231877815716446081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2012/01/apologue-of-pearl.html' title='The Apologue of the Pearl'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yo6z5NElvnU/TxSUOZqXB_I/AAAAAAAAIXI/qdhqTmkoMU4/s72-c/P1370460.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-227203232553886135</id><published>2012-01-12T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T09:09:39.441-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abdul Baha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mihaly szikszentmihalyi'/><title type='text'>sometimes</title><summary type='text'>we like to do this when we have too much to doand other times we just make faces...it seems to help!Ollie prefers to find some aromatic and enticing herbal stimulants to ease his nervesor engage in a good roll on the cement ground.After shaking off the spell they have on me I usually like to look up...look for light finding its way through the new and old leaves!Augustus wanted to know what was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/227203232553886135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=227203232553886135' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/227203232553886135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/227203232553886135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2012/01/sometimes.html' title='sometimes'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BupGGn6fGqE/Tw8ND-sDMrI/AAAAAAAAISk/gWE2iRUsvpw/s72-c/P1360986.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-6046562532287152416</id><published>2012-01-10T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T11:39:34.751-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gleanings'/><title type='text'>What would you do for a klondike bar?</title><summary type='text'>If you were to ask that question from cat boys, properly phrased of course, "What would you do for a tuna pie?", you just might get an answer such as "I'd dance for you".  However, I have no such luck!  Cat boys do what they want and when they want to do it.I am only asking them to give me their undivided attention and I am not advancing very far.We went to our humble back yard that is starting </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/6046562532287152416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=6046562532287152416' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/6046562532287152416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/6046562532287152416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-would-you-do-for-klondike-bar.html' title='What would you do for a klondike bar?'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-phXef0Sm4pQ/TwoxZIFZ0kI/AAAAAAAAINo/14eDCdmtWA8/s72-c/P1360767.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-120978493025837402</id><published>2012-01-05T13:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T13:29:50.003-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Secret of Divine Civilization'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abdul Baha'/><title type='text'>Under the curious eyes of two tiny yellow birds</title><summary type='text'>were lazying about two big cat boys!You would know them by one of many names, and today, that would be simply Augustus and Ollie. The birds took my breath away, I felt that this was the first time that I had seen such yellow birds in the skies that tent us.  When I looked above I only saw one and later when I looked at the picture there was a bonus bird on a lower branch!Down below in our cement </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/120978493025837402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=120978493025837402' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/120978493025837402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/120978493025837402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2012/01/under-curious-eyes-of-two-tiny-yellow.html' title='Under the curious eyes of two tiny yellow birds'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AO3WkNGSRKE/TwYQmaQA4fI/AAAAAAAAILE/j33FHzmU3Sw/s72-c/P1360188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-67705431993540050</id><published>2012-01-03T12:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T13:51:42.588-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='liebster award'/><title type='text'>Liebster Award!!!</title><summary type='text'>Well, it is not everyday that one wakes up to an award, is it?  So today is/was a special day for us.I got into my office, turned on the computer, placed my coffee next to it, various thoughts were forming in my head and I was determined to use my consciousness to sort them out and organize what I felt was unorganized.  I did not want randomness.  I think I was not happy on the inside but had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/67705431993540050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=67705431993540050' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/67705431993540050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/67705431993540050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2012/01/liebster-award.html' title='Liebster Award!!!'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1MqwCBPRMCA/TwNykxTf-nI/AAAAAAAAIJw/fBF6sB3PRwA/s72-c/liebster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-3318889500752348118</id><published>2011-12-29T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T12:40:24.960-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pierre Teilhard de Chardin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abdul Baha'/><title type='text'>You might be under the impression</title><summary type='text'>that the cat boys have sighted a prey!  And you might be right!MrSweetPants barely moved when he heard or saw something that I could not see.  A low crouchgot MrPuffyPants all excited, his eyes wide open, surely it must be a monster!SweetPants lowers his crouchonly to peak PuffyPants' curiosity. You might think that one set of kitty ears is delicious! Let me tell you that two sets of kitty ears </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/3318889500752348118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=3318889500752348118' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/3318889500752348118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/3318889500752348118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/12/you-might-be-under-impression.html' title='You might be under the impression'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YPSMgH9pXVk/TvzHE3BmAPI/AAAAAAAAIDw/AT9_mNs2Hyk/s72-c/P1350305.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-1760550019092691296</id><published>2011-12-20T12:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T13:42:38.066-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pierre Teilhard de Chardin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pavarotti'/><title type='text'>The scenery here is hardly ever dull...</title><summary type='text'>A clean crow high up on the Eucalyptus...MrPuffyPants glowing in the sunand listening, observing carefully, curiously...His beautifulness MrSweetPants looking at me with one eye...and then closing both eyes so he can listen better.I read to them (one at a time) the following:“The world, this palpable world, which we were wont to treat with the boredom and disrespect with which we habitually </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/1760550019092691296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=1760550019092691296' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/1760550019092691296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/1760550019092691296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/12/scenery-here-is-hardly-ever-dull.html' title='The scenery here is hardly ever dull...'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QF0gS54sDxU/TvD3KsP3dNI/AAAAAAAAICQ/DdN_Z2yIgVk/s72-c/P1350122.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-5111126097257538568</id><published>2011-12-19T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T16:02:44.457-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Seven Valleys'/><title type='text'>On the way to work this morning</title><summary type='text'>I came across my favorite little bird..hop, hop, hop, tss, tss, tss, it fluttered from spot to spot, so fast I could not really see. I was about to just walk past him or her when I realized that I could not just do that.  I grabbed my kitty camera for a few shots.Earlier in time, yesterday, MrSweetPants was reposing and when I decided to photograph his beautifulnesshe gave me the look that said I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/5111126097257538568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=5111126097257538568' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/5111126097257538568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/5111126097257538568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/12/on-way-to-work-this-morning.html' title='On the way to work this morning'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bk0j1fu1BA0/Tu_NtrlMXAI/AAAAAAAAIA8/dyPQURSkrWU/s72-c/P1350112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-1259141054549300665</id><published>2011-12-15T15:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T09:15:09.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smack in the middle of the city</title><summary type='text'>early in the morningtwo cat boys are sending messages to each other from across the ways. I don't know what they could be up to because that changes on a daily basis.We continue with our morning rounds that commenced in the dark hours of pre-dawn.MrSweetPants winks at me,smiles,and sniffs the fresh air.  He loves being out in the quiet of early mornings!MrPuffyPants has the serious look on his </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/1259141054549300665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=1259141054549300665' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/1259141054549300665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/1259141054549300665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/12/smack-in-middle-of-city.html' title='Smack in the middle of the city'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UaZAnJAF9H8/Tup_PxlvXcI/AAAAAAAAH_E/ZBU76j6Zw64/s72-c/P1340683.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-5076329447085075982</id><published>2011-12-13T12:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T12:54:55.053-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hidden Words'/><title type='text'>I am thinking of a title...</title><summary type='text'>I don't think that I am the only one who is thrown into the fast December river, and then of course, my two furry companions take advantage of me in such very moments.  One second Augustus is leading me to somewhere and in another moment I find that he has disappeared sitting calmly way up on the wall!!!  He has been enjoying this lately quite a bit!Augustus scoping.Augustus enjoying the rising </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/5076329447085075982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=5076329447085075982' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/5076329447085075982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/5076329447085075982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-am-thinking-of-title.html' title='I am thinking of a title...'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0irDYpXATZ4/Tue3WtAKlzI/AAAAAAAAH9o/dUYMHf5SEuw/s72-c/P1340475.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-7795601072277508023</id><published>2011-12-09T13:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T14:19:55.888-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LateNightDrawing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UmberDove'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JS BACH Partida'/><title type='text'>Last night...</title><summary type='text'>we decided to check the cat boys' wardrobe.  We would not want them to not be ready for Christmas.  So I searched through their belongings and found a few things that will be shown below.Ollie wearing his festive work bow tie, he does not like the long ties that get in the way of his running.Augustus prefers to wear a red plaid one though at this time he is very tired.He also wanted to pose with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/7795601072277508023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=7795601072277508023' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/7795601072277508023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/7795601072277508023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/12/last-night.html' title='Last night...'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BEjWqcX7ymg/TuKC4gaQtLI/AAAAAAAAH6Y/4lrtiKT_7RE/s72-c/P1340376.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-5695562686432406485</id><published>2011-12-07T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T12:22:44.502-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Some Answered Questions'/><title type='text'>It starts rather early</title><summary type='text'>my blurry eyes follow these cat boys around here and there.  It is cold. Mid day one could find Ollie in the upper world or down below where he inspects the gutters for the city of Pasadena, another one of his professions in addition to the more prestigious doctoring profession.These hurried little legs tell me that he has a lot to do and cannot spend time with me.Ollie never walks as is expected</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/5695562686432406485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=5695562686432406485' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/5695562686432406485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/5695562686432406485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/12/it-starts-rather-early.html' title='It starts rather early'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rC3r9OxJd0g/Tt_8k5ym_qI/AAAAAAAAH2w/bWc8XwDNUbQ/s72-c/P1340145.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-4017182642016136898</id><published>2011-12-06T12:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T12:44:53.997-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sacred'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sa&apos;adi'/><title type='text'>I think...they remember</title><summary type='text'>I don't think that we have been away at all and only in reviewing photos I realize that we have.  Thankfully, the cat boys remember. The familiar faces, the meows, the purrs, the shenanigans and the sacred all remained the same.A mighty Augustus perched on top of the wall and assumed the posture of anticipating a readingwhile Doctor Ollie assumed the relaxed posture essential to reflection and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/4017182642016136898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=4017182642016136898' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/4017182642016136898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/4017182642016136898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-thinkthey-remember.html' title='I think...they remember'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wRgTcPZXm_w/TsQyQ3wk6VI/AAAAAAAAH0Y/T14GyhVsp3g/s72-c/P1330575.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-4998338282505670185</id><published>2011-11-16T12:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T12:48:46.428-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gleanings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>Cat boys going on recess...</title><summary type='text'>and some random thoughts.I suppose that I am not the only one who lives in a non-linear time dimension. This just occurred to me as I was reviewing through hundreds of photos of days past, scenes experienced once at its linear time and later convoluted with other experiences and thoughts and now being deconvoluted.  When I look through photos I always think of the Fourier Transform algorithm.In </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/4998338282505670185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=4998338282505670185' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/4998338282505670185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/4998338282505670185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/11/cat-boys-going-on-recess.html' title='Cat boys going on recess...'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S_JmXUyvhfQ/TsQYafKniRI/AAAAAAAAHwk/hD9eYqcNUfc/s72-c/P1330405.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-7427609431661710665</id><published>2011-11-09T12:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T15:29:43.248-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Otto Donald Rogers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barrow and Tipler'/><title type='text'>Is your wake-up caller furry?</title><summary type='text'>MrSweetPants early-bird, rang the morning bell at 4 a.m. this morning.  Today he went over to the water bowl and drank little sips, each sip shook the bowl against the ceramic tile making a ding-ding-ding noise.  We had to laugh together as we heard the little tinkle bell, each morning a new trick.Outdoors he sat with a big profile.I had returned indoors for a while...upon my return I found him </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/7427609431661710665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=7427609431661710665' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/7427609431661710665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/7427609431661710665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/11/is-your-wake-up-caller-furry.html' title='Is your wake-up caller furry?'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FisNe-NUr-k/TrrkMw8HUpI/AAAAAAAAHu4/bbGYamOdM0w/s72-c/P1320961.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-8472089008853185649</id><published>2011-11-07T12:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T13:25:38.110-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Otto Donald Rogers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Artist and the Grammarian'/><title type='text'>So confusing....</title><summary type='text'>Not simply because our cat boys do not observe daylight savings time changes and wake their kitty mom at 3 a.m., insistingly, not also due to the fact that the weather flip flopped between bright and sunny one moment to thunderous lightning and pouring ice-cold rain the other, not related to having to visit the vet this time for Gussy's sore throat...whew...so many things had to take place this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/8472089008853185649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=8472089008853185649' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/8472089008853185649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/8472089008853185649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/11/so-confusing.html' title='So confusing....'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88ACzRmAkmc/TrhD7y500WI/AAAAAAAAHsA/I9HZDvbTGDQ/s72-c/IMG_7464.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-2616251872148766867</id><published>2011-11-04T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T12:45:05.398-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transcendence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirit of faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='two cats'/><title type='text'>This was two days ago....</title><summary type='text'>When I saw this expression on Mr Puffy Pants I knew that certain delights were around us....When I noticed that Mr Sweet Pants went into his customer service cubicle, I was pretty sure that my hunches were correct.  He was camouflaging.This is the first time that a bird with yellow marks has agreed to visit this bush, we three were so thrilled.On the other hand, these plump and chirpy bushtits </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/2616251872148766867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=2616251872148766867' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/2616251872148766867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/2616251872148766867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/11/this-was-two-days-ago.html' title='This was two days ago....'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EK58rQJa1FM/TrQ49pS0XSI/AAAAAAAAHn4/8odTlMGwMtM/s72-c/P1320486.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-2415813591830462627</id><published>2011-11-01T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T09:38:42.235-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bhagavad Gita'/><title type='text'>Estan cute and estan sassy...</title><summary type='text'>and that means that we live with two cute and sassy cats!Yesterday afternoon the cat boys were sticking their tongues out at each other, unprovokedly! Or, at least that is what I thought they were doing.Here's Mr Sweet Pants (who incidentally has laryngitis and cannot meow very well now)and here's his accomplice, Mr Puffy Pants, with his poodle paw doo!"Oh yes, let me pause daintily and look </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/2415813591830462627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=2415813591830462627' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/2415813591830462627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/2415813591830462627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/11/estan-cute-and-estan-sassy.html' title='Estan cute and estan sassy...'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HhZs4KPWnZo/TrAd71Fd0TI/AAAAAAAAHng/oY2PMvnpX4o/s72-c/P1320401.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-7934742633485839294</id><published>2011-10-31T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T15:27:54.623-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Hidden Words'/><title type='text'>We must pause again....</title><summary type='text'>When October decided to roll up there was no guarantees of a different pace, only different days, different temperatures...and so, this past weekend as the boys and I gathered for a brief powwow we agreed that we needed to pause and reflect...Ollie gave me his best attention. I was reminded of Marilyn Monroe for some reasonwhen I saw his fluffy stretched out paws.Too shy to be photographed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/7934742633485839294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=7934742633485839294' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/7934742633485839294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/7934742633485839294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/10/we-must-pause-again.html' title='We must pause again....'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jXq04tbE_fk/Tq8LHETPOII/AAAAAAAAHl0/26HW4eF8QS4/s72-c/P1320281.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-4641934044910449474</id><published>2011-10-27T08:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T14:54:12.839-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paris Talks'/><title type='text'>Cat boys do not lack readiness...</title><summary type='text'>if they only could learn to handle labware I would hire them instantly because I have yet to know any human forms that display their eager readiness to do any task. For them there is no ordinary, they live in the realm of always new and extraordinary.Alas, alas...they are furry and the laboratory is not a good place for them, the noises, the artificial light, molecules that escape their </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/4641934044910449474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=4641934044910449474' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/4641934044910449474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/4641934044910449474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/10/cat-boys-do-not-lack-readiness.html' title='Cat boys do not lack readiness...'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2YTbBvUcl4Q/TqXMNK0vsfI/AAAAAAAAHaM/XYrmvP7NmYo/s72-c/P1320022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-4956624381659851871</id><published>2011-10-26T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T09:28:39.051-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baha&apos;u&apos;llah Persian Prophet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gleanings'/><title type='text'>Much happens when I seemingly look away</title><summary type='text'>Standing in the courtyard with the two cat boys my mind was going full speed today.  I was visiting the various rooms in my head where various thoughts were being materialized in a different dimension- in one the plan for the day was being laid down, then there was the one that considered deadlines, perhaps deadlines were required, one insisted on reflecting and spiritual meaning, and my present </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/4956624381659851871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=4956624381659851871' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/4956624381659851871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/4956624381659851871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/10/much-happens-when-i-seemingly-look-away.html' title='Much happens when I seemingly look away'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5lFk2xFYjIk/TqguLeCg_HI/AAAAAAAAHbs/xJEyB4_LTg8/s72-c/P1300469.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-7139379124661242358</id><published>2011-10-24T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T13:12:01.112-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rhythms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dizzie'/><title type='text'>Re-emerging rhythms....</title><summary type='text'>Our routines disrupted with Mr Puffy Pants' upset stomach, we are starting to restore the rhythm of things, bit by bit.I noted that the palm leaves appeared more vibrant one dark, one light, one dark, one light...Mr Puffy Pants was on an afternoon stroll with me tasting fresh grass that had surely sprung out for him.Exploring various sounds, me standing behind just to make sure...just to keep him</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/7139379124661242358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=7139379124661242358' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/7139379124661242358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/7139379124661242358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/10/re-emerging-rhythms.html' title='Re-emerging rhythms....'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3aa8w3EcDRw/TqW27OVhkPI/AAAAAAAAHZQ/bbDF8k7BWnU/s72-c/P1320069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-676709847034764109</id><published>2011-10-17T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T10:28:12.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This morning...</title><summary type='text'>I would have liked to share photos of cat boys running and hunting but not today...Little Ollie is sick.  He has been diagnosed with inflammatory bowel disease.  He is not allowed out and has to take several medicines that he does not like.Little Augustus is very concerned.  He is used to being attacked by his brother, at least 5 times a day.I told Mr Puffy Pants that Sylvester, Augustus and I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/676709847034764109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=676709847034764109' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/676709847034764109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/676709847034764109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-morning.html' title='This morning...'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2QkUkrWBSUs/TpxdVmcnYfI/AAAAAAAAHTQ/h7A4KRo_EEs/s72-c/P1310673.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-5078137147339442952</id><published>2011-10-12T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T13:38:35.206-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The World Is Yours'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andy Grammer'/><title type='text'>our world early this morning</title><summary type='text'>The world belonged to them this early morning. (And I wished for some moments for better photographic skills.)Augustus SweetPantsand Ollie Puffy Pants?!?!Set the camera to high sensitivity...Olllie attempting to climb the palm tree was too precious for me.He came down.  I started humming and he too hummedas we listened to this...The World is Yours :This is the song that you throw onWhen life is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/5078137147339442952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=5078137147339442952' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/5078137147339442952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/5078137147339442952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/10/our-world-early-this-morning.html' title='our world early this morning'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9evr73PCGCk/TpX3bVveTDI/AAAAAAAAHTI/uv5SZpYqAWM/s72-c/P1310457.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-7866964534766626062</id><published>2011-10-11T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T10:22:22.943-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Gathering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abdul Baha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Teacher'/><title type='text'>Spiritual Gathering of Cats without Chopra</title><summary type='text'>I told the cat boys that I was going to go to this event tonight.  Sadly they cannot attend because some people could be allergic to their fur but the mere mention of the gathering inspired them to spiritual matters.They gathered around and within a potted tree.MrSweetPants assumed the posture of spiritualitywith deep focus!while MrPuffyPants could only assume the posture of cuteness.  He does </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/7866964534766626062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=7866964534766626062' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/7866964534766626062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/7866964534766626062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/10/spiritual-gathering-of-cats-without.html' title='Spiritual Gathering of Cats without Chopra'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w3L2kI-TRIY/TpNg3ekQnhI/AAAAAAAAHNg/fgRSDn1e-WM/s72-c/P1290695.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-5063843623674961540</id><published>2011-10-06T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T12:52:07.549-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hubble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loren Acton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Trauger'/><title type='text'>living in a thin veneer on tippy toes</title><summary type='text'>I told the cat boys of what I had learned during a talk last night, a talk given by one of the scientists who worked on correcting the Hubble Telescope's vision.  You can see him on minute 1:20 of this video.  He spoke as a scientist and as a philosopher in awe, how could one not be so when investigating this world, whether microscopically or macroscopically? So I asked the cat boys if they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/5063843623674961540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=5063843623674961540' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/5063843623674961540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/5063843623674961540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/10/living-in-thin-veneer-on-tippy-toes.html' title='living in a thin veneer on tippy toes'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9DhDSpOKEII/To3v6SoXNBI/AAAAAAAAHNA/9233AV5EyW0/s72-c/P1300321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-8444130358246588140</id><published>2011-10-05T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T09:56:38.317-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Hidden Words'/><title type='text'>Rain was in the forecast (and then part II)</title><summary type='text'>and I shared the news with Mr Puffy Pants.It did not go over well. He had an emotional fainting once hereand later here.I told him that I had nothing to do with it, and that sometimes water had to pour down from the skies.Now, we go to Part II, which is going to be titled "What happens between 5 and 7 a.m. on a rainy day" or, alternatively, "Sometimes my little wishes come true!"One of my little </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/8444130358246588140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=8444130358246588140' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/8444130358246588140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/8444130358246588140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/10/rain-was-in-forecast-and-then-part-ii.html' title='Rain was in the forecast (and then part II)'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-visO51OepzY/ToyDMvLSNbI/AAAAAAAAHMY/IDPoX2rTgHU/s72-c/P1300661.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-2866429015014815341</id><published>2011-10-03T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T14:38:23.347-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abdul Baha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Teacher'/><title type='text'>October skies....</title><summary type='text'>Under these skies we thought about love-Love in an orange coat...A squirrel trying to figure it out...A hummingbird humming of love...Love in a striped long form...Always happy when and where there is love.We reflected upon this:       &lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal.dotm   0   0   1   166   948   cit   7   1   1164   12.1          &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     0   false         18 pt   18 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/2866429015014815341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=2866429015014815341' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/2866429015014815341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/2866429015014815341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/10/october-skies.html' title='October skies....'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6p8r4-srcDU/TooTNkNUsPI/AAAAAAAAHJQ/9LU4i4wHyNA/s72-c/P1300743.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-2941589285979505806</id><published>2011-09-28T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T10:28:58.506-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nacho Libre'/><title type='text'>Hug Hug Kiss Kiss Little Hug Little Kiss</title><summary type='text'>I knew Mr Puffy Pants had been watching Nacho Libre when I noticed that he was trying to hug and kiss Mr Sweet Pants.Ideas forming in his little naughty head:Action- start casual walk behind Mr Sweet PantsCloser..Closer...Mr Sweet Pants is totally unaware!Here he comes...Tackle...Note Ollie's Puffy Pants...he is like a bear doll!  He is trying to hug and kiss Augustus!Got him!Nothing like a sneak</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/2941589285979505806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=2941589285979505806' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/2941589285979505806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/2941589285979505806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/09/hug-hug-kiss-kiss-little-hug-little.html' title='Hug Hug Kiss Kiss Little Hug Little Kiss'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vwMhyolAkso/ToI9IuL9UXI/AAAAAAAAHEo/Bjefx3tSkdE/s72-c/P1300339.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-8651717844237014416</id><published>2011-09-27T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T09:16:07.188-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baha&apos;u&apos;llah Persian Prophet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Seven Valleys'/><title type='text'>Believe it or not</title><summary type='text'>we each had a different thought on our minds, that faithful afternoon in late September.I was thinking about what made people do great things, choose the untrodden path with such certitude, I really felt a longing to know.My feline companions also had their own concerns.Augustus, known in philosophical circles as Mr Sweet Pants, wanted to know about the change of seasons and the rotation of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/8651717844237014416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=8651717844237014416' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/8651717844237014416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/8651717844237014416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/09/believe-it-or-not.html' title='Believe it or not'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6AQzAsdQIr0/ToHzHWx94GI/AAAAAAAAHCQ/s_9oOSyTzOk/s72-c/P1300263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-679564951527446597</id><published>2011-09-21T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T10:29:40.779-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gleanings'/><title type='text'>The woof and warp of the fabric of our days...</title><summary type='text'>So much a part of our daily lives are these two furry dudes...who would have thought that it'd be so?Just as I follow the cat boys around with my camera they too follow me about like two furry shadows.  I have developed a tendency to check around and below me at all times, I feel two pairs of eyes are following me, and that really is a good thing.Yesterday I tried to sneak around a back door when</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/679564951527446597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=679564951527446597' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/679564951527446597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/679564951527446597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/09/woof-and-warp-of-fabric-of-our-days.html' title='The woof and warp of the fabric of our days...'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7KXJVT6hkYU/Tnobxh9NIzI/AAAAAAAAHBY/eSCAO9cE_XQ/s72-c/P1290965.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-6464766732401669682</id><published>2011-09-19T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T13:26:33.767-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Master and Commander'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Promulgation of Universal Peace'/><title type='text'>It is still one of those a little bit of this</title><summary type='text'>and a little bit of that type of months.  The cat boys wanted to know if there was a name for these types of months.  We three stared at each other for some time. I pointed out to them a little sunflower that had volunteered to grow just next to the white roses.  They were impressed, slightly only.I soon found them in a spot only two cats with exquisite taste would discover, the gentle shade of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/6464766732401669682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=6464766732401669682' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/6464766732401669682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/6464766732401669682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/09/it-is-still-one-of-those-little-bit-of.html' title='It is still one of those a little bit of this'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XysJySBCYZw/TnehDrScRtI/AAAAAAAAG64/Q4ODD0cRTSg/s72-c/P1290785.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-7555335546427008948</id><published>2011-09-15T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T11:36:33.495-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the scattering angels'/><title type='text'>Calling El Senor Dulce Pantalones and El Senor Puffy Pantalones...</title><summary type='text'>I usually prepare myself for changing circumstances, I try to remain detached from outcomes...and so when I call for the doodle cats I do so with no expectations. On this particular afternoon I called for the cat hijos and pronto...one Augusuts, the SweetPants,and one Ollie, the Puffy Pantsimmediately responded to my call and sat, assuming one of their many postures of learning!I asked them what </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/7555335546427008948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=7555335546427008948' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/7555335546427008948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/7555335546427008948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/09/calling-el-senor-dulce-pantalones-and.html' title='Calling El Senor Dulce Pantalones and El Senor Puffy Pantalones...'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8VlPxCdHWt4/TlZ4oSZMx5I/AAAAAAAAGtA/uocX5idSE0w/s72-c/P1280156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-665309039369076919</id><published>2011-09-13T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T13:42:40.487-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Hidden Words'/><title type='text'>Dynamics of Changing Seasons</title><summary type='text'>This title is the long way of saying that we don't know how to make the transition into fall.One of our favorite things about fall is the softening of the sun. It still shines through the same leaves but does not burn them.El Senor Dulce Pantalones gave a lazy sigh and loved it.  Nothing like yawning to get that extra bit of air out of the lungs and replace it with fresh sunny air.He then placed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/665309039369076919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=665309039369076919' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/665309039369076919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/665309039369076919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/09/dynamics-of-changing-seasons.html' title='Dynamics of Changing Seasons'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K-MvgwRBgRY/Tm-6MqqRKwI/AAAAAAAAG1w/GS7SAKwOEOo/s72-c/P1290294.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-1793517075037342766</id><published>2011-09-09T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T12:24:06.612-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gleanings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acme'/><title type='text'>Phantasmal moments....</title><summary type='text'>There are those special hours each day when things look good even if temporarily.  As we looked up at the skies we noticed that our building was partially merged into the sky, the sky was so white and colorless.  Though we three prefer a true mediterranean blue, perhaps a deep sea green blue, maybe even a prussian blue, today and at this moment, the correct choice was that pale blue that allowed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/1793517075037342766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=1793517075037342766' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/1793517075037342766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/1793517075037342766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/09/phantasmal-moments.html' title='Phantasmal moments....'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fc0g4NaUeOQ/Tmpg5VWEIGI/AAAAAAAAG0o/OMcdYkMlhSM/s72-c/P1290316.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-1329097773172403235</id><published>2011-09-06T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T14:26:45.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Early September Afternoon....</title><summary type='text'>we were out in the courtyard.  The sun was starting to go down behind the back wall of the complex and the last rays of the day shone through the petals of the unruly shaggy roses.  Most tenants have voted these to be unattractive but this afternoon they were not so, they were transparent and light.Mr SweetPants sat and observed from afar with his long tail.  We are all particularly fond and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/1329097773172403235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=1329097773172403235' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/1329097773172403235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/1329097773172403235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/09/one-early-september-afternoon.html' title='One Early September Afternoon....'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U0aRdZdt9aI/TmaGCTa4wzI/AAAAAAAAG0A/xMmwHa1umfg/s72-c/P1290135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-6029992077669385624</id><published>2011-08-31T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T12:52:22.736-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gleanings'/><title type='text'>What cats want to read in August...</title><summary type='text'>Glancing from the corner of my eyes I noted our Ginger philosopher, Mr Puffy Pants.Augustus was looking up at the last remnants of the August skies through the thick leaf cover of the potted tree where he likes to lounge in the hot summer days.Standing right next to him I looked up to see what he saw and then looked down to see what I would see.I saw our very own Mr Sweet Pants, named Augustus </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/6029992077669385624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=6029992077669385624' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/6029992077669385624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/6029992077669385624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/08/what-cats-want-to-read-in-august.html' title='What cats want to read in August...'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GfifM5cTBI4/Tl6MA6C_AaI/AAAAAAAAGzA/u8SOb7p1RU0/s72-c/P1280417.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-7504197989931053728</id><published>2011-08-30T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T13:14:18.933-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hidden Words'/><title type='text'>Unobscured Love</title><summary type='text'>The skies were blue and beautifully clean.  The rays of the untired August sun shone brightly on the leaves of the neighbor tree.We love to look up at the skies, we always do.Mr Sweet Pants was taking in the moment in his tree pot, examining left and right.Mr Puffy Pants was roaming the courtyard grounds when he saw his brother all relaxed.He thought why not go and give him a good loving hug</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/7504197989931053728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=7504197989931053728' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/7504197989931053728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/7504197989931053728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/08/unobscured-love.html' title='Unobscured Love'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OVSejCHRx7M/Tl1Akwblc2I/AAAAAAAAGyY/KsbyrtqsBrc/s72-c/P1280860.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-376706874052079719</id><published>2011-08-29T12:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T14:38:09.037-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pierre Teilhard de Chardin'/><title type='text'>Cat boys resting in late August afternoon</title><summary type='text'>The coral tree is starting to show signs of life after being butchered by the unskillful gardeners.Ollie Puffy Pants has fallen on his side in the shade.Augustus Sweet Pants is giving in to morpheus quite contentedly.I cannot take enough pictures of this lovely boy.And he is too sweet for any sweet words in human vocabulary.In spite of it all, as I watched these two furry boys laying </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/376706874052079719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=376706874052079719' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/376706874052079719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/376706874052079719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/08/cat-boys-resting-in-late-august.html' title='Cat boys resting in late August afternoon'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SOl-NiLgT5U/TlvqCT8TfaI/AAAAAAAAGxI/SI-HaAhtDGQ/s72-c/P1280677.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-7742964454868963593</id><published>2011-08-23T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T12:49:14.513-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bat Boy and Robin'/><title type='text'>Bat Boy and Robin</title><summary type='text'>I am laughing as I write this. Sometimes MrPuffyPants and MrSweetPants play the pretend game- Ollie is Robin and Augustus is Bat Boy!Here is chubby agile Robin (aka Boomba Ollie)and here is slanky stretchy Bat Boy! (aka Stretch)You did not expect readings and reflections after this, did you? That will happen next time.Bat Boy and Robin sent their love and kisses for your week!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/7742964454868963593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=7742964454868963593' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/7742964454868963593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/7742964454868963593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/08/bat-boy-and-robin.html' title='Bat Boy and Robin'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yN1ZzSV1foc/TlQAqTl567I/AAAAAAAAGro/TmBfOiGHk9k/s72-c/P1280319.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-320866134326530920</id><published>2011-08-19T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T09:50:50.303-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book of River'/><title type='text'>We like the stillness of time...sometimes,</title><summary type='text'>that is what the cat boys told me yesterday.  I felt confused because up above a group of birds were swishing around doing large figure 8s in the sky but they could not be heard, we would only see their shadows fly above us.  I get their meaning now that I am writing this, and I have to admit that I too prefer that sometimes.Sweetpants is searching for a resting place so he can listen to our </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/320866134326530920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=320866134326530920' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/320866134326530920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/320866134326530920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/08/we-like-stillness-of-timesometimes.html' title='We like the stillness of time...sometimes,'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mcjwLgnEA_4/Tk6ONfSzMSI/AAAAAAAAGpo/qBcS2cqZcLY/s72-c/P1280035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-3680326742760791710</id><published>2011-08-16T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T12:51:25.563-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Metallica'/><title type='text'>Some days we pawse</title><summary type='text'>just because.  Thoughts cannot be contained and music flows everywhere.I fell in love with SweetPants againand then with PuffyPants!They listened to this and made many little kisses which they blew in the air.Ciao everyone!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/3680326742760791710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=3680326742760791710' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/3680326742760791710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/3680326742760791710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/08/some-days-we-pawse.html' title='Some days we pawse'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EBkQpFffMw4/TkmAzTkM88I/AAAAAAAAGng/yId4gzVYkKI/s72-c/P1270391.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-1881279850482428113</id><published>2011-08-12T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T13:29:48.731-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phenomenal_some answered questions'/><title type='text'>Phenomenal...</title><summary type='text'>They asked me about the soul!I found this reading to share with them."Know that, although the human soul has existed on the earth for prolonged times and ages, yet it is phenomenal. As it is a divine sign, when once it has come into existence, it is eternal. The spirit of man has a beginning, but it has no end; it continues eternally. In the same way the species existing on this earth are</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/1881279850482428113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=1881279850482428113' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/1881279850482428113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/1881279850482428113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/08/phenomenal.html' title='Phenomenal...'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sIV2dJvPwDI/TkWMTYoni3I/AAAAAAAAGmw/8MMxwGT_8gk/s72-c/P1270253.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-467243036265732276</id><published>2011-08-10T14:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T14:39:37.721-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Promise of World Peace'/><title type='text'>Our Wednesday Meeting...</title><summary type='text'>We went out and sat in the shade, I noticed the pigeons practicing flying.I looked at El Senor Dulce Pantalones to see what was it that he was trying to tell me...and I understood that he said "Read my thoughts".El Senor Hinchados Pantalones said, "Read my thoughts too!"I took a chance and decided to read this to them:"In contemplating the supreme importance of the task now challenging the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/467243036265732276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=467243036265732276' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/467243036265732276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/467243036265732276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/08/our-wednesday-meeting.html' title='Our Wednesday Meeting...'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hycyut1xVQ8/TjxK4mbEDtI/AAAAAAAAGh8/UBuJ2cvEqn8/s72-c/P1270109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-1837156514670188519</id><published>2011-08-05T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T13:22:55.972-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hidden Words'/><title type='text'>Rapidly changing landscapes...</title><summary type='text'>I was telling the cat boys about this distant magical land full of birds, butterflies, corn and wild turkeys!  So distant in space and so close in time!It was not a vacation_it was only a visit! And if I wanted to get romantic about it I easily could but there was no point to it. I treasured the visit in the gladness of my heart.I don't know why but seeing fields of orderly corn make me smile.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/1837156514670188519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=1837156514670188519' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/1837156514670188519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/1837156514670188519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/08/rapidly-changing-landscapes.html' title='Rapidly changing landscapes...'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sWArpx5O5PI/TjxMMoI_NjI/AAAAAAAAGjs/1fPkd7Kmus8/s72-c/P1270059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-1942018762098452579</id><published>2011-07-29T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T10:57:58.998-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hidden Words'/><title type='text'>Reading with SP and PP</title><summary type='text'>Tired as they appeared to be from all the playing during the daytime, Mr Sweet Pants (SP) and Mr Puffy Pants (PP)wished to read more on the theme of "On Becoming Their True Selves"I suggested that they take it easy and just think in the back of their minds on  -the attraction to the unknown (mystery) and unknowable being the essence of faith   -our potential being unknown yet an important part of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/1942018762098452579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=1942018762098452579' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/1942018762098452579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/1942018762098452579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/07/reading-with-sp-and-pp.html' title='Reading with SP and PP'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HQ-KIw4mq1c/TjLucxY9BRI/AAAAAAAAGgE/U1a1pO16TXY/s72-c/P1260959.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-3827424741206177568</id><published>2011-07-27T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T13:51:55.529-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hidden Words'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dan Jordan'/><title type='text'>I called them furry mysteries today...</title><summary type='text'>I said, "cat boys, where should we take it today?".  They pointed to the gate and so we took it out the front gate butwe did not get very far!  Augustus the SweetPants fell on his side andseeing Mr PuffyPants' paws I could tell that the same had happened to him.So we took it back in on the other side of the gate.  They assumed the proper learning posture momentarily and then I got side tracked by</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/3827424741206177568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=3827424741206177568' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/3827424741206177568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/3827424741206177568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-called-them-furry-mysteries-today.html' title='I called them furry mysteries today...'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sro3QzZvftM/TjBz8zfvrHI/AAAAAAAAGeU/nkDkUw1zz6Q/s72-c/P1260285.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-5322240142104200377</id><published>2011-07-25T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T12:56:24.300-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hidden Words'/><title type='text'>Monday July 25th 2011</title><summary type='text'>Here we are, the three of us, one afternoon...my shadow and Ollieand Augustus...enjoying the rays of light, gazing about in the quiet of each others' company.The light that filtered through this thick blade of grass looked really good to me,and Ollie was closely inspecting the groundwith his furry gardener arms.Satisfied with his endeavors, Ollie found himself a comfortable spot to prepare for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/5322240142104200377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=5322240142104200377' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/5322240142104200377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/5322240142104200377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/07/monday-july-25th-2011.html' title='Monday July 25th 2011'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YLZR1OxjlJ0/Ti3ECMgbmhI/AAAAAAAAGas/hKYK8aLVKbg/s72-c/P1260499.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-3321509885037152174</id><published>2011-07-21T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T14:54:36.655-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hidden Words #19'/><title type='text'>That true and radiant morn....</title><summary type='text'>A serious squirrel chase one day last week took Augustus way way up the tree to heights he had never scaled before.Ollie was all eyes, he wondered if he would have to catch his big brother if he decided to throw himself down on the ground.I kept yelling out instructions as to how he should come down and Augustus was listening attentively!Augustus had not made it down when Ollie suddenly decided </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/3321509885037152174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=3321509885037152174' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/3321509885037152174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/3321509885037152174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/07/that-true-and-radiant-morn.html' title='That true and radiant morn....'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5Tm1mIf4Oms/TgzwHwNw8DI/AAAAAAAAGLQ/BO0X72uxVHQ/s72-c/P1230957.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-4167179257679288356</id><published>2011-07-19T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T12:04:50.369-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On becoming your true self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dan Jordan'/><title type='text'>Taking a break from those sassy squirrels</title><summary type='text'>was a good idea. We looked up as one of two birds flew in a gentle flutter right above our heads.Augustus and Ollie said that they wanted to play Sherlock and though the cape and pipe were not here they still chose to play the investigative game.  This time though they chose the neighbor home adjacent to their playground.  The lovely lady who lives there sprinkles curry powder into the pots to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/4167179257679288356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=4167179257679288356' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/4167179257679288356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/4167179257679288356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/07/taking-break-from-those-sassy-squirrels.html' title='Taking a break from those sassy squirrels'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P_2pR3AIaj4/TiXPpFgMI6I/AAAAAAAAGZY/10cKPZ8DXUE/s72-c/P1260281.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-7396611956675584761</id><published>2011-07-18T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T13:24:50.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It may have started like this, with a chase,</title><summary type='text'>I can no longer tell since we visit the same quarters each day.The squirrels who have come to know the cat boys play games knowing full well that well-fed cats won't eat squirrel meat, and so each day, we play the same game with undiminished enthusiasm.On this particular day Ollie was playing cat and squirrel down below when Augustus yelled up for him to show him higher grounds.  The precious </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/7396611956675584761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=7396611956675584761' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/7396611956675584761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/7396611956675584761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/07/it-may-have-started-like-this-with.html' title='It may have started like this, with a chase,'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m4ME1QdBBdU/TiSPlbq_f7I/AAAAAAAAGYg/XZ0YBwFG8IA/s72-c/P1250965.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-3206413049368059424</id><published>2011-07-15T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T10:25:22.762-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dan Jordan'/><title type='text'>Another unusual day with the cat boys...</title><summary type='text'>It was only after a good game of Sherlock Holmes where cat boys carefully investigate the bushes thatMr PuffyPants Watsonand Mr SweetPants Holmes agreed to sit for a pow wow.And so we gathered together, exchanged a few pleasantries andread this:"Feeling oneself becoming the best of what one can potentially be constitutes the highest joy.  It promotes a sense of self-worth, obviates the need for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/3206413049368059424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=3206413049368059424' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/3206413049368059424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/3206413049368059424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/07/another-unusual-day-with-cat-boys.html' title='Another unusual day with the cat boys...'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zknhBjm-Ycs/TiB0mbshkVI/AAAAAAAAGXg/6-6lF4iRZw4/s72-c/P1250759.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-7550281299457844955</id><published>2011-07-13T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T14:12:03.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I said What's up pussy cats?</title><summary type='text'>While Mr Puffy Pants was lounging,wishing,and receiving kissesMr Sweet Pantswas singing tunes from the top of his lungsand then acting all shy and cute!This is how it is some days, only cuteness and singing.  Kisses were prepared and sent off for your mid week.Ciao everyone!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/7550281299457844955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=7550281299457844955' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/7550281299457844955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/7550281299457844955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-said-whats-up-pussy-cats.html' title='I said What&apos;s up pussy cats?'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SX9bLBURshg/ThtLNrZEbQI/AAAAAAAAGUI/1B57aWPbScg/s72-c/P1250597.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-1211700955380539112</id><published>2011-07-11T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T13:57:29.220-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='predestination'/><title type='text'>A fine day indeed to continue with readings and reflections</title><summary type='text'>there is even a bird on the very top of this bougainvillea that we three love!Augustusand Ollie always choose the place for our gathering.We three need a place that allows us to assume a humble posture of learning!  I wonder where they plan to go today with all this coordination and determination.Oh oh, determination is gone...Ollie has to make a sniff stop!More sniffing, from all angles!  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/1211700955380539112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=1211700955380539112' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/1211700955380539112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/1211700955380539112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/07/fine-day-indeed-to-continue-with.html' title='A fine day indeed to continue with readings and reflections'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oeBuBs8NM8w/ThtghdP1bVI/AAAAAAAAGWA/rPLqmip1Pvc/s72-c/P1250547.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-1054801148221001224</id><published>2011-07-08T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T09:24:25.624-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='influence of stars'/><title type='text'>Most certainly due to the influence of stars...</title><summary type='text'>Each morning when we get up and go out and about we three always check the skies.  For me, this view is always pleasing, it is always the same view though of course the skies, the trees, the colors change.  I think it transports me to a Mediterranean location that my heart finds pleasing and I don't even know where that spot really is.We were talking about predestination yesterday, and cat boys </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/1054801148221001224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=1054801148221001224' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/1054801148221001224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/1054801148221001224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/07/most-certainly-due-to-influence-of.html' title='Most certainly due to the influence of stars...'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DOJ904OF9_0/ThcrKn6t0mI/AAAAAAAAGSw/jhH43vYE02Y/s72-c/P1250246.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-2827787245896795672</id><published>2011-07-07T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T11:52:09.592-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fate and Predestination'/><title type='text'>They asked me about fate and predestination</title><summary type='text'>before they ran into this butterfly, which is nearly invisible as it has the same color as these bushes, light green underneath and white on the other side.Augustus loves butterfliesand so does Ollie.Hoping to launch a sneak attack Ollie stands with firm resolve.They both had to give in to the agility of the butterfly.  Not so thrilled to follow me but they did.The next few scenes are just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/2827787245896795672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=2827787245896795672' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/2827787245896795672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/2827787245896795672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/07/they-asked-me-about-fate-and.html' title='They asked me about fate and predestination'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hoo0UxYlu-E/ThX8WOFsskI/AAAAAAAAGSg/z5OiqJ1KNUc/s72-c/P1250159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-7563026524014636913</id><published>2011-07-05T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T16:24:29.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A hot july weekend...</title><summary type='text'>A tired Augustus,I meant to say a really tired Augustusand a really tired Ollie taking a break from their shenanigans!Augustus with Roman nose- he was scratched in a cat encounter and developed a bump on his nose! A trip to emergency clinic and an antibiotic injection and he seems much happier as you can see from his smile!Sprinkled throughout the weekend were random encounters with the squirrels</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/7563026524014636913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=7563026524014636913' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/7563026524014636913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/7563026524014636913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/07/hot-july-weekend.html' title='A hot july weekend...'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0gUZ-vov5OQ/ThOVSDC2RVI/AAAAAAAAGMw/DFJJ3wB8ZKs/s72-c/P1240966.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-2438783731169356693</id><published>2011-06-27T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T09:33:54.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A few silent moments...</title><summary type='text'>Under this sunday morning skywere standing Sylvester and MrSweetPants, I imagine they were enjoying the silence, the heat, the Sunday. For those who might not know, MrSweetPants is Augustus the cat.The downward glance directed toward MrSweetPants told me that something was about to happen, we cannot have silence for too long.  (I do understand of course because MrSweetPants is so irresistable.)A </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/2438783731169356693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=2438783731169356693' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/2438783731169356693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/2438783731169356693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/06/few-silent-moments.html' title='A few silent moments...'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-istdqQMUiGw/TgitpCPNjHI/AAAAAAAAGIg/A_9hE5UbtHM/s72-c/P1240168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-7757132531941146495</id><published>2011-06-22T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T14:18:58.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh Eyes</title><summary type='text'>To Augustusand Ollieevery hummingbird sighted is the first they ever saw.  They are mesmerized.Sweet Pants (Gus) and Puffy Pants (Ollie) hummed to this before sending humming kisses.Ciao!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/7757132531941146495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=7757132531941146495' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/7757132531941146495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/7757132531941146495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/06/fresh-eyes.html' title='Fresh Eyes'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-31u6oemCPAI/TgJT2j65MTI/AAAAAAAAGEQ/_5UJD8w5y3g/s72-c/P1210488.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-5094044383639280811</id><published>2011-06-21T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T13:26:24.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I asked</title><summary type='text'>el senor Puffy Pantalones to say hiand so he did.Here is El Senor Puffy Pantalones who prefers to be outdoors, so terrible to have to come in for 2 seconds.I gave him 99 kisses to make up for his efforts.El Senor Dulce Pantalones was exploring a balcony. Up,up,and hello.We sat together briefly for a chat and a reflection... &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  "O BEFRIENDED STRANGER!  The candle of thine heart </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/5094044383639280811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=5094044383639280811' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/5094044383639280811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/5094044383639280811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-asked.html' title='I asked'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-osiczdXs5uk/TgDwq1QEBhI/AAAAAAAAGEA/wqofLHCCquQ/s72-c/P1220976.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-4562441068891378162</id><published>2011-06-15T08:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T08:43:31.167-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='power'/><title type='text'>Perfumed Silence</title><summary type='text'>is the thought that came to our minds, the three of us, as we relaxed in each other's presence.Augustus obliged, and hung around for a while, sending a look this way and one the other.Ollie had found the right spot in the humble disorderly grass of our disorderly backyard.Ahh, look at that glance!  I felt the strong urge to give him 199 kisses but did not want to disturb his peace.Since his grand</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/4562441068891378162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=4562441068891378162' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/4562441068891378162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/4562441068891378162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/06/perfumed-silence.html' title='Perfumed Silence'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DGA0crQcZy0/TffLtZTsvtI/AAAAAAAAGCw/UEPBHH7Dnbk/s72-c/P1220793.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-5921279807516982634</id><published>2011-06-13T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T11:43:25.508-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Promulgation of Universal Peace'/><title type='text'>When June gloom burns off</title><summary type='text'>there is clarity.  We look up at the blue skies, what a change from the dreary morning...clarity.I noticed that Augustus wanted to sit and chat, he was in that sort of a mood.Then I saw Ollie, and detected that he was in a similar mood, reflecting, meditative.  Not know quite what to discuss I ask Ollie what he thought we should be striving for, a difficult question for a normal cat.He scratched </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/5921279807516982634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=5921279807516982634' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/5921279807516982634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/5921279807516982634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/06/when-june-gloom-burns-off.html' title='When June gloom burns off'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dS4uTZMb3QA/TfZVqSfImpI/AAAAAAAAGBY/vJLt5zWf-Jw/s72-c/P1220446.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-3193698555113936327</id><published>2011-06-10T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T12:08:20.414-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Promulgation of Universal Peace'/><title type='text'>June 10th 2011</title><summary type='text'>Today is commencement ceremonies at Caltech.  I am in my office.  The day is unseasonably cool and gloomy, to me that is.  Earlier this morning, 5:30 or so, it was equally overcast but cat boys like overcast skies with cool temperatures.  It stimulates them, and that is all fine; however, it makes it difficult to get them to sit and listen.I wanted to tell them more about the talk...creativity, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/3193698555113936327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=3193698555113936327' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/3193698555113936327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/3193698555113936327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/06/june-10th-2011.html' title='June 10th 2011'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WshbZmm0qkg/TfD2LvoPZKI/AAAAAAAAF-w/2AF6plMapvg/s72-c/P1220278.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-1721162529159235673</id><published>2011-06-09T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T10:03:27.288-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='practice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good deeds'/><title type='text'>Practice</title><summary type='text'>Last night I went to hear my teacher friend talk.  She teaches creativity, child development and curriculum development at a school in Long Beach.  She was going to talk about "Practice".  When I returned home I called the curious cat boys who always want to know everything to sit in the courtyard so I could tell them about this talk.I called out for Gussy..."Gussy, where is my Gussy?""Gustopher"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/1721162529159235673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=1721162529159235673' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/1721162529159235673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/1721162529159235673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/06/practice.html' title='Practice'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h_VIem2pTag/TfD26vv8wRI/AAAAAAAAF_w/YqU_87JTIY4/s72-c/P1220273.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-2881971200055585378</id><published>2011-06-06T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T13:32:42.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously, this was this morning!</title><summary type='text'>The night before, that would be Sunday night, the air was so drenched with moisture that it spritzed water but it did not rain. This morning seemed to me more of the same but when Ollie came and dragged me out I suddenly fell in love with the sun that shone on the trees.We had to go to our little back yard and play, Ollie dropped himself to the ground and swatted the stick that I used to poke him</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/2881971200055585378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=2881971200055585378' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/2881971200055585378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/2881971200055585378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/06/seriously-this-was-this-morning.html' title='Seriously, this was this morning!'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gIDCl_O3znQ/Te0y9pQ2PmI/AAAAAAAAF94/NCuTTahU9eM/s72-c/P1210906.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-7615819784741671808</id><published>2011-06-05T21:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T21:51:40.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This past weekend...</title><summary type='text'>In a parallel world I would be attending a conference during this past weekend but in this world I did not.  I wondered briefly about it, I told Augustus about it.He sensed that being there might have been important to me but his calm demeanor let me know that I was not missing anything.When he looked me straight in the eyes I knew that he was right.Following the direction of his gaze I knew that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/7615819784741671808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=7615819784741671808' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/7615819784741671808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/7615819784741671808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/06/this-past-weekend.html' title='This past weekend...'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MbzYzQBKt-Q/TewMNcTBIeI/AAAAAAAAF9A/NRT1_NzXiyg/s72-c/P1210495.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-1589705932420966844</id><published>2011-06-03T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T09:37:47.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June ....</title><summary type='text'>The cat boys know that next week is final's week, and then comes graduation.  I feel the same way, something lifts off my shoulders, and we three sit down and make plans for books to read, things to do, etc., etc.Here's MrSweetPants, no introduction needed I am sure.Here's MrPuffyPants, no introductions needed again.  He is always plotting, sitting in the pot right above MrSweetPants!"What is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/1589705932420966844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=1589705932420966844' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/1589705932420966844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/1589705932420966844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/06/june.html' title='June ....'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KhAegqBntrE/TekJIrHskoI/AAAAAAAAF74/Go693s5DfcY/s72-c/P1210535.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-5330389856803943084</id><published>2011-05-31T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T13:53:00.247-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advent of Divine Justice'/><title type='text'>Two cat boys giggle under these blue and lavender skies</title><summary type='text'>The jacaranda is in full bloom.  We live on a lavender street.  I don't know why but I never considered light lavender to be a real color!The cat boys are finding this somewhat strange.Look at them look at each other!Now they have the giggles!I show them the butterflyand Ollie does this- I think he is mesmerized, he says that he can see better and besides the kisses he makes fly right up into the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/5330389856803943084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=5330389856803943084' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/5330389856803943084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/5330389856803943084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/05/two-cat-boys-giggle-under-these-blue.html' title='Two cat boys giggle under these blue and lavender skies'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C93kyU9n9fI/TeVRRADG6FI/AAAAAAAAF5U/ErsFGVrAP0M/s72-c/P1210457.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-7285924147167099694</id><published>2011-05-27T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T09:38:21.845-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emerson (Intellect)'/><title type='text'>When I close my eyes....</title><summary type='text'>It was seemingly an ordinary afternoon, the type that only lacks the presence of the two cat boys outside.As I was talking to the neighbor lady in the courtyard I caught a glance of Augustus from the corner of one eye.And then this puzzled look!  And so when I looked to the direction of his gazeI saw shenanigans.  I could not tell if MrPuffyPants had an emotional fainting (seeing that a dog was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/7285924147167099694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=7285924147167099694' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/7285924147167099694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/7285924147167099694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/05/when-i-close-my-eyes.html' title='When I close my eyes....'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mN-urLSVg_I/Td_RR6CDUvI/AAAAAAAAF38/KodBCMPSn2o/s72-c/P1210087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-5578542708041792982</id><published>2011-05-24T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T14:01:38.868-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andy Grammer'/><title type='text'>These lovely cat boys....</title><summary type='text'>Ollie was singing the bluesand Augustus was listeningwhen a faint stir led him to investigating...My goodness I thought...this is one giant possum!The cat boys drove the possum into a corner and wondered what to do next.As evidenced from this photo, they decided to do nothing. Within seconds of this exciting discovery, MrSweetPants was relaxing with contentmentand MrPuffyPants who appeared </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/5578542708041792982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=5578542708041792982' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/5578542708041792982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/5578542708041792982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/05/these-lovely-cat-boys.html' title='These lovely cat boys....'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RRhkPIOjzOM/TdvTbrVQwmI/AAAAAAAAF2s/b5CII6-ABU4/s72-c/P1200853.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-7625533924178388935</id><published>2011-05-20T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T12:29:55.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our world for the moment...</title><summary type='text'>Some mornings I get up with a meow call, usually at 5:30, if not 5:00, and I go straight outdoors, just as any cat would do.  This morning I did just that.  The air was that cool temperature that is just right and smells right too.  The city sounds were still not loud.  We could only hear birds.  Usually I look up and I see a fat bird taunting Ollie and Augustus, just like this one.Today when I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/7625533924178388935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=7625533924178388935' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/7625533924178388935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/7625533924178388935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/05/our-world-for-moment.html' title='Our world for the moment...'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wtTkdjgD4VQ/Tda8JFtjvvI/AAAAAAAAF1k/cVcvDomiJGw/s72-c/P1200760.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-8407484997635938949</id><published>2011-05-17T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T12:48:00.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Custodians of the forces of love...</title><summary type='text'>Every occasion with the cat boys is a rarified occasion, in my view of course.  Here we were one cool, breezy, sunny, gentle afternoon last week where I took them to the back yard for treats.As I watched "Smily", our very own MrPuffyPants,and Augustus, also known as "MrSweetPants" in some circles,I started thinking of how much love they spread around...Aahh, these babeshave to be the Custodians </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/8407484997635938949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=8407484997635938949' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/8407484997635938949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/8407484997635938949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/05/custodians-of-forces-of-love.html' title='Custodians of the forces of love...'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ei68G4caH10/TdLNLXFa4pI/AAAAAAAAF0M/bWW7KToH7tk/s72-c/P1200465.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-3614054440078553244</id><published>2011-05-11T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:23:39.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do I get the giggles</title><summary type='text'>every time I see this dude run towards me?  Is it because of his determined pace, his resoluteness, or is it that he plump cute?  I usually pick him up and kiss him on his little pink lips.Of course I do the same Augustus, no doubt.They take turns standing by me, I suppose it means that they are my owners for that time.Yesterday afternoon was like this.  The clouds burnt away in the afternoon </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/3614054440078553244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=3614054440078553244' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/3614054440078553244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/3614054440078553244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/05/why-do-i-get-giggles.html' title='Why do I get the giggles'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-azC_HznKI10/TcsWHXBlOPI/AAAAAAAAFyU/elpjAq54yE8/s72-c/P1200223.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-5301814233476649252</id><published>2011-05-10T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T13:36:46.298-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dawn Over Mount Hira'/><title type='text'>Augustus and Ollie in May 2011</title><summary type='text'>Augustus likes to enjoy the gentle warming rays of sun on his slanky body from time to time, it helps him meditate better but he is forced to keep his eyes open in case of sneak attacks.Ollie has to take advantage of every opportunity to plot an attack on his brother.  He cannot help it, it is a genetic condition we have decided.  I look at him and say, "Hey Mister! Watch it!"And so he gave me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/5301814233476649252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=5301814233476649252' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/5301814233476649252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/5301814233476649252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/05/augustus-and-ollie-in-may-2011.html' title='Augustus and Ollie in May 2011'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OEgoZK2lwo8/Tcmbs0TJbsI/AAAAAAAAFv8/cnxmy8NF0k8/s72-c/P1200025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-6791089268579091727</id><published>2011-05-06T09:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T11:00:51.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Curious Interest...</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes I just watch the cat boys and just love them in my heart, no words uttered loudly.  The other day I was admiring these lads as they were pursuing their interests quite naturally.Augustusquietly walked the wall to find a good vista.In no time he found himself backed by his ginger brother, Ollie.They watched, chatted, consulted, worked on a plan perhaps,or maybe Augustus just sent him off</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/6791089268579091727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=6791089268579091727' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/6791089268579091727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/6791089268579091727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/05/curious-interest.html' title='Curious Interest...'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WbcZtnG2wK0/TcL7F6UH0YI/AAAAAAAAFuU/_I1UxyrVbSU/s72-c/P1190541.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-6244500001060631828</id><published>2011-05-04T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T08:54:12.393-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='consultation'/><title type='text'>Free Cat Advice</title><summary type='text'>I would be telling the truth if I stated that I feel immensely lucky to have two cats with differing opinions for consultation.  So for example yesterday I told them that I was so tired, that I have a busy semester and all.  They both agreed that I better tighten that belt and plough through; however, each had a suggestion.Augustus suggested some neck exercises.while Ollie suggested that I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/6244500001060631828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=6244500001060631828' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/6244500001060631828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/6244500001060631828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/05/free-cat-advice.html' title='Free Cat Advice'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PwfUzE3mRt4/TcCMXHEYwEI/AAAAAAAAFtM/1XJVwv1ooXw/s72-c/P1180947.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-7796998142111598493</id><published>2011-05-02T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T09:23:05.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Momenst with Cat Boys...</title><summary type='text'>Last week, and in fact most days, Augustus gives me love bites, sometimes accompanied by foofs.Ollie enjoys watching the attacks and is proud of his courageous brother.Ollie knows what to do when he spots his scratching post walk by,a good long stretch.  Please check those claws!Augustus likes to study nature but to do so he sometimes has to lay on his side.Here he is studying a big insect.Ollie </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/7796998142111598493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=7796998142111598493' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/7796998142111598493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/7796998142111598493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/05/momenst-with-cat-boys.html' title='Momenst with Cat Boys...'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qU7qWSEziWk/TbrnSRbOrmI/AAAAAAAAFsc/l4s5WGJ6siU/s72-c/P1190177.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-1284081291700948250</id><published>2011-04-27T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T11:52:27.559-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andy Grammer'/><title type='text'>One soft early evening last week</title><summary type='text'>we gathered in the cement courtyard, a dove looking from above.Ollie and Augustus were doing their thing.Ollie showed me how to do side bends since I told him about my waist problem.Augustus suggested that I soak up the rays of sun instead, and that I did gleefully.Ollie got side tracked and fell into a trance.I gauged that these two cat boys were not going to be able to assume a posture of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/1284081291700948250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=1284081291700948250' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/1284081291700948250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/1284081291700948250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/04/one-soft-early-evening-last-week.html' title='One soft early evening last week'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lE0ureNmlBs/TbhhkwdMFgI/AAAAAAAAFrU/f_UQJUBJu0I/s72-c/P1180964.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-4366465527950790217</id><published>2011-04-22T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T09:58:18.340-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Friday'/><title type='text'>On this very holy Friday....</title><summary type='text'>we spent some dawn moments together reflecting.Ollie perched himself on the wall to admire the new flower that had voluntarily appeared in the patioand specifically his new salad shoots, this morning each glistening with a droplet of water.Augustus joined and the two looked in one directionand the other.I served breakfast on the walland read to them the passage chosen by Augustus:"Consider to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/4366465527950790217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=4366465527950790217' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/4366465527950790217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/4366465527950790217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/04/on-this-very-holy-friday.html' title='On this very holy Friday....'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3YLxb_mjd30/TbGwEjPuuCI/AAAAAAAAFqs/brs0dagskjY/s72-c/P1180889.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-2651265498534436579</id><published>2011-04-18T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T15:13:44.841-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Turing...</title><summary type='text'>A ginger cat dancing...and rolling.A foofy cat attackingquestioning,scaling down,and up.Peeking.Peeking.Peeking.When I started writing this post a while back Turing was on my mind and now it is not but go check it out.  We are humans, not machines, we are cats, not computers, we are made of love.O Son of Existence! Love Me, that I may love thee. If thou lovest Me not, My Love can never reach thee</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/2651265498534436579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=2651265498534436579' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/2651265498534436579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/2651265498534436579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/04/turin.html' title='Turing...'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ipkC3QghNoE/Taya50_qWhI/AAAAAAAAFpc/aun5Mn8HICY/s72-c/P1170620.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-6472294720009008188</id><published>2011-04-15T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T09:18:06.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Augustus and Ollie ready for the weekend...</title><summary type='text'>This is us yesterday, we walked about here and there and enjoyed each other's company.We reflected on this reading:"Absolute repose does not exist in nature. All things either make progress or lose ground. Everything moves forward or backward, nothing is without motion. … movement is essential to all existence. All material things progress to a certain point, then begin to decline. This is the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/6472294720009008188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=6472294720009008188' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/6472294720009008188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/6472294720009008188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/04/augustus-and-ollie-ready-for-weekend.html' title='Augustus and Ollie ready for the weekend...'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qbMp_Y7qXWU/TahhKvCTOjI/AAAAAAAAFoU/Zs1jTQbJV7g/s72-c/P1180733.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-5282762670721629034</id><published>2011-04-14T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T09:02:25.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two cats a roaming...</title><summary type='text'>Cat boys make themselves big looking these days...just in case!Here's goldilocks Ollie.And here is "Stretch", what one neighbor used to call Augustus.Today I call him Gustopher Jones.  Keeping an eye out for intruders.A random reading was called for..."Whensoever the light of Manifestation of the King of Oneness settleth upon the throne of the heart and soul, His shining becometh visible in every</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/5282762670721629034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=5282762670721629034' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/5282762670721629034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/5282762670721629034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/04/two-cats-roaming.html' title='Two cats a roaming...'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IMNgWK-SEJo/TaYaxC79SrI/AAAAAAAAFnk/ltEjGpBZS6I/s72-c/P1170940.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-6248290221640875154</id><published>2011-04-13T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T09:20:26.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A new cat in town...</title><summary type='text'>One day last week the three of us discovered that a new cat had moved to our complex.  This fellow's overall handsomeness was only matched by his pushiness.  In no time, he found our home and landed himself on our doormat, an act not so welcome by cats since as we all know cats send invitations out for guests.  In addition to this faux pas, this fellow would not let Ollie or Gussy into the house!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/6248290221640875154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=6248290221640875154' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/6248290221640875154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/6248290221640875154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-cat-in-town.html' title='A new cat in town...'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nNPHcGoswgM/TaXIfmChm1I/AAAAAAAAFnE/cQFnD2PRn00/s72-c/P1180344.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-7790688754046624890</id><published>2011-04-11T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T12:44:15.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Precious Cat Boys...</title><summary type='text'>The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.    ProustMr Puffy Pants and Bubba Guss wish you splendid discoveries with fresh eyes accompanied with their uplifting kisses!  Today is April 11th in 2011.Ciao!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/7790688754046624890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=7790688754046624890' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/7790688754046624890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/7790688754046624890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/04/two-precious-cat-boys.html' title='Two Precious Cat Boys...'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--uFHbMSf83I/TaNY5YMjWzI/AAAAAAAAFmE/c2ToOH9WV-I/s72-c/P1180611.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-931690399561897790</id><published>2011-04-08T09:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T10:27:41.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cats in their own worlds...</title><summary type='text'>each one exploring a part of the universe.In Guss' present world sits a sassy bird on top of a spiky palm.Augustus decided to sing the 'come-hither' tune, you know the one where they vibrate their vocal chords.The gaze he threw my way said "why doesn't the birdie fly into my reach?"He agreed to stare and enjoy.Ollie's present world is the dangerous wild savannah, he still pays daily visits to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/931690399561897790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=931690399561897790' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/931690399561897790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/931690399561897790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/04/cats-in-their-own-worlds.html' title='Cats in their own worlds...'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KWHC-JBt8qk/TZ4SXpGhILI/AAAAAAAAFlg/c-tK6GCoMwY/s72-c/P1180299.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-5666529094966918790</id><published>2011-04-06T09:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T10:13:26.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubba Guss, the master gardener, and his assistant in puffy pants</title><summary type='text'>One day last week, maybe even two weeks ago, I witnessed the cat boys gardening.  Sure, I am always surprised when I make such discoveries but I don't let them know.  From all appearances, Gussy was the master gardener, and Ollie, Mr Puffy Pants, was doing all the work.Gussy instructed Ollie to dig a hole so he could plants some azaleas.Here's Ollie making a hole in the tough root bound soil."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/5666529094966918790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=5666529094966918790' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/5666529094966918790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/5666529094966918790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/04/bubba-guss-master-gardener-and-his.html' title='Bubba Guss, the master gardener, and his assistant in puffy pants'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BECN41O9H4E/TZt0gK92ajI/AAAAAAAAFjw/ZTlrX7gYjiI/s72-c/P1180450.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-3649869365973741391</id><published>2011-04-05T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T09:28:18.040-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in the park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='william sears'/><title type='text'>Roaming the savannah...</title><summary type='text'>that is what we did one early morning last week.  We quietly walked down the street when it was still dark, we went to the fenced lot, I opened the gate just enough for ginger to squeeze through and Gustopher followed...they roamed the savannah (our savannah is an abandoned lot where a home used to stand before it burned down mysteriously).When I told Ollie that it was time to leave he knew that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/3649869365973741391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=3649869365973741391' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/3649869365973741391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/3649869365973741391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/04/roaming-savannah.html' title='Roaming the savannah...'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A08GZX6WeZU/TZpZURYDJRI/AAAAAAAAFgg/P-W9RzJvhWI/s72-c/P1180174.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-2958070311314688143</id><published>2011-03-29T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T13:47:07.402-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gleanings'/><title type='text'>What follows...</title><summary type='text'>When I see this sceneI am generally pretty sure that the sequence was triggered by a fluffy orange tail, no need to name any names.And when I see this confrontative arrangementI guess that earlier some meows were exchangedthat may have preceded or led to this:However, always, they try to kiss and make up, which explains this tight hug!Later on indoors and before this happenswe read this"O </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/2958070311314688143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=2958070311314688143' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/2958070311314688143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/2958070311314688143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-follows.html' title='What follows...'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BmB048B-dnk/TZI7kfYRYNI/AAAAAAAAFeQ/8a0QC7oNZG4/s72-c/P1170706.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-2831297724019667957</id><published>2011-03-25T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T11:19:22.227-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain and unity'/><title type='text'>All this rain...</title><summary type='text'>Cat boys wanted to know what all this rain was good for so I showed them this flower.Augustus' expression tells me that he is unsure, purple flower or wet fur, that is the question?Ollie is pretty sure that wet fur is not acceptable, his luxurious mane does not like extremes of weather conditions- too wet is bad and too dry is staticky!The two conversed over a good fresh grazeand I sensed that I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/2831297724019667957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=2831297724019667957' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/2831297724019667957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/2831297724019667957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/03/all-this-rain.html' title='All this rain...'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C9BbNHECehs/TYzR8P_UK5I/AAAAAAAAFdA/8Sn8VwTQxhc/s72-c/P1180055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-5153832025932354822</id><published>2011-03-24T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T13:06:55.509-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love and unity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dan Seals'/><title type='text'>Under this shy and gentle March sun of ours</title><summary type='text'>we were shooting the breeze, singing, sniffing, and eating grass!  I could not love Mr Puffy Pants or Bubba Guss anymore than I already do.Here they are following me around, I like for them to sit still so I can snap a nice picture but no, that won't work."Here I am," says Augustus.  "What next?"Curiosity finally moved the ginger puff.Now he is giving me the 'I-am-ignoring-you' look.  I know your</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/5153832025932354822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=5153832025932354822' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/5153832025932354822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/5153832025932354822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/03/under-this-shy-and-gentle-march-sun-of.html' title='Under this shy and gentle March sun of ours'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t-PKKgpDwPU/TYudxzjkqAI/AAAAAAAAFcY/L4kXBrb2zuM/s72-c/P1170987.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-999476940575660718</id><published>2011-03-22T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T13:36:09.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here comes the sun, du du dudu...</title><summary type='text'>Cat dudes decided to sing for youthis tune to celebrate the sliver of sun that was peaking through the clouds.  Enjoy!"Consider again the sun when it is completely hidden behind the clouds. Though the earth is still illumined with its light, yet the measure of light which it receiveth is considerably reduced. Not until the clouds have dispersed, can the sun shine again in the plenitude of its </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/999476940575660718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=999476940575660718' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/999476940575660718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/999476940575660718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/03/here-comes-sun-du-du-dudu.html' title='Here comes the sun, du du dudu...'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GwLJo4F6f6A/TYkGGU7ctRI/AAAAAAAAFbY/zN4iwOQEIBk/s72-c/P1170972.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-1418857801896782395</id><published>2011-03-16T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T14:57:03.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wondering, readjusting, connecting...</title><summary type='text'>So much has happened in such a short time!  This is what we were thinking standing under these beautiful blades!Augustus wonderingAugustus adjustingOllie connectingOllie adjustingWe read this ..."The perfume is intimately commingled and blended with the bud, and once the bud hath opened the sweet scent of it is spread abroad. The herb is not without its fruit, although it seemeth so, for in this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/1418857801896782395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=1418857801896782395' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/1418857801896782395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/1418857801896782395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/03/wondering-readjusting-connecting.html' title='Wondering, readjusting, connecting...'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MXJ1CpkWVqk/TYDfGr-k7tI/AAAAAAAAFZ4/LQBWFXpmWac/s72-c/P1170690.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-4249183735217861560</id><published>2011-03-09T13:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T13:56:47.730-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meditative faculty'/><title type='text'>Morning Meditations...</title><summary type='text'>AugustusOllieThe morning light, the air just so right, two cat boys sitting about sunning themselves, gazing, pondering...this was what I witnessed at 6:15 this morning. Of course the day began at 5 a.m. promptly.Cat boys read this:"The meditative faculty is akin to the mirror; if you put it before earthly objects it will reflect them. Therefore if the spirit of man is contemplating earthly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/4249183735217861560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=4249183735217861560' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/4249183735217861560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/4249183735217861560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/03/morning-meditations.html' title='Morning Meditations...'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GkYvkQdjTJ4/TXf1lU2ddOI/AAAAAAAAFZI/3dH5lST-U5s/s72-c/P1170593.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-9167166452972273942</id><published>2011-03-07T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T13:10:40.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes clear and concerted....</title><summary type='text'>that was the overarching feeling in the air this past Saturday, at least for some moments in the morning hours. We were in the urban backyard, the three of us.  Our favorite palm that stands tall and alone was particularly calm. The cat boys were perched on the neighbor's patio wall and as I looked at the two of them I heard the music and watched the concert.Ollie up, Gussy upOllie up, Gussy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/9167166452972273942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=9167166452972273942' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/9167166452972273942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/9167166452972273942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/03/sometimes-clear-and-concerted.html' title='Sometimes clear and concerted....'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6ISNk23tg1U/TXVC7LG4BoI/AAAAAAAAFXY/mG6aTjS2jK8/s72-c/P1170363.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-1723655048356726295</id><published>2011-03-04T12:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T12:52:56.625-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='immortality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puzzled'/><title type='text'>???</title><summary type='text'>Ollie looking puzzled on such a beautiful day!"What is Augustus up to?", he wants to know.I had no answers, I was puzzled too.So I recommended that we read a paragraph on the topic of immortality, and though puzzled, he went along."The spirit of man, however, can manifest itself in all forms at the same time. For example, we say that a material body is either square or spherical, triangular or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/1723655048356726295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=1723655048356726295' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/1723655048356726295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/1723655048356726295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title='???'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bLLRqLuU9fU/TXFMeiNgDxI/AAAAAAAAFWI/9OSC9zYbsCw/s72-c/P1150675.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-1338542387485097267</id><published>2011-03-02T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T08:32:35.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our soft skies...</title><summary type='text'>We adore these soft skies for no particular reason, we just do.Augustus made a little perky pose when he saw the camera in my hand.Ollie was pretty agreeable too and made his own pose.Of course when I saw the huddle I knew that kitty plots were under way and so I ran away.This time I read alone..."The spirit is sanctified from association, departure, nearness, remoteness, connection and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/1338542387485097267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=1338542387485097267' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/1338542387485097267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/1338542387485097267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/03/our-soft-skies.html' title='Our soft skies...'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IY01zlap-PU/TW5vDsdJFkI/AAAAAAAAFVQ/5dPPhNNwrNQ/s72-c/P1170076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2784100343592123409.post-416517983786798862</id><published>2011-03-01T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T08:40:58.892-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiritual principles'/><title type='text'>Cats listening carefully....</title><summary type='text'>"There are spiritual principles, or what some call human values, by which solutions can be found for every social problem. Any well-intentioned group can in a general sense devise practical solutions to its problems, but good intentions and practical knowledge are usually not enough. The essential merit of spiritual principle is that it not only presents a perspective which harmonizes with that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/feeds/416517983786798862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2784100343592123409&amp;postID=416517983786798862' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/416517983786798862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2784100343592123409/posts/default/416517983786798862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mrslittlejeans.blogspot.com/2011/03/cats-listening-carefully.html' title='Cats listening carefully....'/><author><name>MrsLittleJeans</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08261467265044347736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1b4gSxH4FBo/SsoyG5xMlMI/AAAAAAAABl8/tteBeokA5_E/S220/gussy-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Rh1iKitO4Hw/TWwi1DBAfEI/AAAAAAAAFUo/41ThH8bsyeM/s72-c/P1160904.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
