We now have NINE cats living on our property:

  1. Indy - the ancient fat ass
  2. Fuzzy - the even bigger fat ass
  3. Angus - the skittish jerk
  4. Henry - the motorcycle engine
  5. Mike - the tux
  6. Helena - the gentle foodie
  7. Mouse - the hunter
  8. Boxer - the bouncy one
  9. (Untitled) - the fluffy cottonball

They all are incredibly friendly and a few of them actively seek out belly rubs.

This is the best thing to happen to me in years…

cats kittens are you jealous

whitedogblog:

Goin’ Home, photo by Ed Clark for LIFE Magazine, 1945.

"Navy Chief Petty Officer Graham Jackson had played the accordion often for Franklin D. Roosevelt during the polio-stricken president’s frequent visits to the spa at Warm Springs, Ga. He was scheduled to play for him again on April 12, 1945, the day Roosevelt died at the LIttle White House in Warm Springs. Instead, the officer found himself leading the funeral procession the next day, tears streaming down his face while he played such mournful dirges as Goin’ Home and Nearer My God to Thee. Ed Clark’s photo captures the honest pain felt by those who’d just lost the man who led them through the Depression and to the doorstep of victory of a war against global tyranny."

whitedogblog:

Goin’ Home, photo by Ed Clark for LIFE Magazine, 1945.

"Navy Chief Petty Officer Graham Jackson had played the accordion often for Franklin D. Roosevelt during the polio-stricken president’s frequent visits to the spa at Warm Springs, Ga. He was scheduled to play for him again on April 12, 1945, the day Roosevelt died at the LIttle White House in Warm Springs. Instead, the officer found himself leading the funeral procession the next day, tears streaming down his face while he played such mournful dirges as Goin’ Home and Nearer My God to Thee. Ed Clark’s photo captures the honest pain felt by those who’d just lost the man who led them through the Depression and to the doorstep of victory of a war against global tyranny."

(Source: slideshare.net)