Tales of a British expat, transplanted into the lush Tennessee countryside. Lover of old, time-worn, and antique. Tea-drinker, flower-grower, animal-nurturer.
Friday, September 26, 2014
Watching
Oliver sits beside me in the old rocking chair when I'm idling away the hours on the computer. I'm sure he wonders what the fascination is, especially since there are no treats; not even in sight.
First time to your blog and am a little jealous of your photo. Darn! And, am enchanted with the song playing as I stroll through the Tennessee scenery.
8 comments:
Your pictures amaze me. Oliver amazes me. That's funny. They must wonder what we see in the computer.
What a great portrait of a handsome fellow. :-)
He is all cat and is so good at being one. He has such pretty colors and markings.
Tell Handsome Oliver that you're playing with the mouse.
First time to your blog and am a little jealous of your photo. Darn!
And, am enchanted with the song playing as I stroll through the Tennessee scenery.
Oliver seems so gentle and thoughtful. He has the look of an old soul.
Oh Oliver you are so beautiful. What are you watching? Are you dreaming? Your eyes look dreamy to me.
love
tweedles
Oh poor Oliver. I need to have treats to keep Snowy from doing the typing on my computer. That is a great picture of Oliver.
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