cat litter

I’ve always been fond of felines, whatever their size and, until I was actually in a position to keep a domestic cat as a pet, I had an extensive collection of tigers.

There were book marks, tea cards, themed birthday cards and calendars, soft toys of all sizes, an Esso tiger-in-your-tank key ring from the 70s, a Russian porcelain figurine, tiger’s eye quartz jewellery…

Some were given away, broken, lost or abandoned. Others must be in a box in a lock up in Spain with so many of my other possessions. A few survive: I’m sure there’s a supermarket trolley token with a cartoon tiger’s head in the bottom of one of my handbags and a Schleich white tiger called Frankie continues to accompany me whenever I travel away from home.
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monkey see, monkey do

Having taken the photo of this rather splendid chimpanzee, I was wondering what on earth I could post in the way of text to go alongside it. I’m pretty sure I don’t have any poetry featuring primates other than humans.

But despite having watched Planet of the Apes and knowing that chimpanzees are not monkeys, I post enough tenuous connections and bad puns on the blog to feel that I can get away with making a link via the verb to monkey when used with the meaning to mimic.
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Graffiti: "te quiero <3"
how many?
This bench in the village reminded me of the story about the little boy who told his aunt, “I love you millions and billions.”

“I love you, too, dear,” she replied.

At which he burst into tears, sobbing, “Only two?”

advice from Catalonia

A photo just sent to me from Barcelona:

 Switch off and read

In case you can’t guess, it says: “Switch off the telly and read a poem.” Which sounds like a good idea to me.

a purple cow

The Madrid Cow Parade cows were auctioned last night.

"Mi sueño". Artist - C A Gonzalez
...I'd rather see than be one!

I have many pictures of the stampede as they were lined up in the street outside the Westin Palace Hotel, but no time to pick, choose and process, so will settle for this one for the moment:

Mi Sueño (“my dream”) by Carlos A González, sponsored by

And a few brief words from Gelett Burgess (1866–1951):

I never saw a purple cow;
I never hope to see one;
but I can tell you anyhow;
I’d rather see than be one!