I have watched far too much tv these days, but there isn't too much else to do when one is just lying around recuperating. The tube is usually on, or else, music is playing. This is because I have severe tinnitus (ringing in the ears). Well, anyhow...tonight when Evening Magazine came on, and I was just too unmotivated to figure out where the remote was, I actually watched it. The host is one of those people that irks me, so otherwise I rarely see this show.
Evening Magazine is a half-hour digest sort of show in the Seattle area, and tonight they profiled a local celebrity photographer. Cooper is a three year old orange tabby. Anyone who knows me knows that I have a soft spot for the orange tabby. Right now I am kitty-free; it's been a year or so since I lost my last kitty, Jerry, at the age of nineteen. See photo of Jerry, below. He lived to the ripe old age of 19, but it still seemed too soon. Somehow I just can't get another cat, but I have fallen in love with Cooper.
Cooper's humans got the brilliant idea of outfitting Cooper with a small digital camera on a collar. It is programmed to take a picture every two minutes. His humans just got to wondering...what does Cooper do all day while we are busy with other things? It was revealing, and Cooper's pictorial take on the world is fascinating. Cooper's humans have started a Cooper blog, which I'll be following avidly. If you would like to view a selection of Cooper's photos, go -->here.
Welcome to my latest obsession, bwa ha. I have even contemplated going to the gallery showing of his photos that is opening Friday night, but really, I think I'm not quite up to it yet. Getting there, but just not quite there. If it's open for a while, I'll definitely catch it :)
Song of the day: Touch of Gray by the Grateful Dead.
Jerry kitty at age 18, still rambunctious.