C-Dog and Company Interviews Catwoods

From C-Dog and Company, copyright by Deb Levy

From C-Dog and Company, copyright by Deb Levy

This is the header for C-Dog and Company, by Deb, used with permission.

I imagine the dog picture is a big surprise for those readers who know me! I consider him off-the-charts cute, BTW. I was really happy to find Deb’s animal-themed blog. She has a real way with taking a moment and presenting it through deep, adventurous, and meaningful prose. Because Deb has cats, too, her blog is not really a big jump for me, species-wise!

Was I ever surprised when she wrote that she’d like to interview me!

If you are interested in great animal writing, before going to the interview links where Deb asks skillfully crafted on-point questions and I answer, well sort of, LOL, please take a look at C-Dog and Company. Check out a few of my favorite links on her site, and look around a bit, there’s so much good stuff there. I also like her drawings!

About Charlie, who is C-Dog:

http://cdogco.com/2015/06/15/in-dog-years-thats/

For lovers of art and animals:

http://cdogco.com/2014/08/20/viewing-art-the-world-through-the-love-of-an-animal/

Animals plus nature writing – you see why Deb’s blog resonates so much with me!

http://cdogco.com/2014/08/27/how-dogs-are-like-stars-in-the-heavens/

http://cdogco.com/2015/01/27/the-blue-hour/

Here is Deb’s interview with me, Catwoods, aka Leah, in two parts:

http://cdogco.com/2015/04/20/introducing-catwoods-porch-party/

http://cdogco.com/2015/04/21/catwoods-porch-party-part-ii/

Here is Deb’s website where she has links to some of her writing that’s been published in other venues.

http://deblevy1.wix.com/debraslevy

So, do follow these links to C-Dog and Company for some seriously engaging animal writing!

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Wisteria Storm, I Lose Track of Spring, Always Cats

The early days. The elegance of a single strand:

It looks so sweet and innocent

Wisteria looks so sweet and innocent

With a bonus bumblebee:

Caughtcha on camera, Mr. Bumble!

Caughtcha on camera, Mr. Bumble!

*Gasp* at the wisteria! After an off year when it was near nonexistent. I’ve heard it isn’t too good for the trees but they seem fine. The days turned a little coolish, so the fragrance intoxication wasn’t as intense as you’d expect.

Climbing tall

Climbing tall

Lavender and green mixing it up

Lavender and green mixing it up

Cloudy skies but it's still fun to get outside

Cloudy skies but it’s still fun to get outside

Ladderback woodpecker, through the haze of a window:

Ladderback Woodpecker doesn't know how close I am

Ladderback Woodpecker doesn’t know how close I am

Judas tree/crabapple:

Flowering crabapple AFAIK

Flowering crabapple AFAIK

Flowers in the sky

Flowers in the sky

Rained on violets:

Violets are my favorites!

Violets are my favorites!

but they were OK:

Fast purple

Fast purple

Madame Curious, opinionated feral, sounds off:

Madame Curious: “I told y’all this before!”

Madame Curious on the threshold. She’s now a contented house cat. I’ve seen feral cats slowly sweeten, so many times!

Madame Curious: “That fishy food is where?”

Spring checklist: Judas tree: check. Violets: check. Feral (?) cat: check. Bumble bees: careening fast, get out of their way! Honeybees: here thirty years ago, but gone for many years. Lizards and skinks: not seen this year. Wisteria: what’s got into those vines? Note: maybe ask someone who actually knows plants. I just live on their turf.

Lavender tangle:

Wisteria, 2015

Wisteria, 2015

Wisteria, 2015, #2 of, way too many to bother counting

Wisteria, 2015, #2 of, way too many to bother counting

Aloft in trees:

Reaching for the sky

Reaching for the sky

Packed in close!

Packed in close!

Two of these plumes are a differing shade of lavender from all the rest:

Intensity between lavender and violet

Intensity between lavender and violet

Grand and glorious, the petals began to fall:

On its way

On its way

With intact sweetgum seedpod from last autumn:

All seasons can be read on the ground

All seasons can be read on the ground

I was having a health issue since the early part of the year and it smacked me down while  petals foamed up, swelled, dropped. I felt so bad, when a tree frog landed on a window, I didn’t even get up to take photos. That’s normally a huge photo opp.

Feeling wistful and sad while snapping the treeline through the vehicle window. One moment when I could view with senses unclouded. Can’t say the same for the sky.

2015 very early spring

2015 partly cloudy, very early spring

Every spring while driving, there’s an instant we both recognize. When the glow on the trees reaches a certain intensity, it’s time to quote Robert Frost in 3, 2, 1 …  “Nature’s first green is gold, her hardest hue to hold … nothing gold can stay”. Shortly afterwards this year, I lost out on full spring.

Iris were sorta flat ‘n’ saggin’ by the time I got there. (I know it’s out of focus but I love the color.)

Weary

Weary

Folding

Folding

Iris … everywhere I look. LOL, a little joke.

Still beautiful

Still beautiful

The spiderwort were just leaving, rats!

“The blue flowers” are spiderwort

A few were still budding

A few were still budding

But, I got through, I’m better, and now there’s luscious crepe myrtle:

Summer brightens spirits

Summer brightens moods

My always purrtector, Bud. Lightbulb plus sunlight in room makes a tawny glow on … a cardboard box. Being a cat, he likes boxes.

My big grand fella, Bud

My big grand fella, Bud

Coming soon: Bugs

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Our Cat with Feline Radial Hypoplasia

Catwoods:

We’re well into kitten season! Rescuers may find a few radial hypoplasia cats, so I’m reposting my article about our late, spirited little RH kitty, Little Buddy. It tells some of his story and includes tips for caring for these special needs pets.

Also, please do click on the link below to see an adorable RH black cat who is up for adoption! He’s available through the rescue group at the link. He’s located in Michigan.

https://www.dearbornanimals.org/2015/05/unique-challenges/

Originally posted on Catwoods Porch Party:

Little Buddy, flattered by green Little Buddy, flattered by green

Those eyes! Those eyes!

Update: It’s with a heavy heart that I have to say, Little Buddy went to the Rainbow Bridge on September 19, 2014. He was almost 19, and had lived a long and mostly healthy life bringing joy to all our family. We are holding him close in our hearts. I can only hope his story here will help other special needs kitties find homes. Thanks to everyone, here and on other sites, for your kind expressions of sympathy.

Little Buddy, our cat with radial hypoplasia (RH), travels close to the floor. He is nearing 19 years of age. In 1995, my late Mom found a stray cat, along with her two kittens, living in her shed. This tuxie momcat had an elegant face with a white stripe down her nose. Her extra toes put her over the typical feline toe count, making her a polydactyl. One kitten, a tabby, had…

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Cat Keeps Cool; Plants Ready to Party

The Bobcat in Winter

The Bobcat in Winter

Cool cat Bud tucks himself into the quiet and chill of late February, a few weeks back. I grab an odd patch of clear hours in an otherwise jammed up schedule, to post his ‘last of winter’ pictures.

Big Bright-eyed Boy

Big Bright-Eyed Boy

This is the brightest photo; the room illumination is mostly lightbulb, with a little sunlight.

Budster as the evening darkens

Budster as the evening darkens

I like this darker picture, too. Bud, being a cat and therefore having sensing mechanisms humans don’t possess, no doubt feels spring coming in February. He grins and purrs and tells me nothing, going “Ho Hum”; he keeps his cool, but he’s known the forest has been up to something. A week or so later, I get around to noticing changes in the light.

Late Winter Canopy

Late Winter Canopy

Taken right after I took Bud’s photos, here the pines are green as ever, the deciduous trees are still sans foliage. Their quiet branches wouldn’t be about to spout off, would they? Now, tree frogs we call rainfrogs are singing before a rain; early bloomers are spotted with pinks and magentas; early leafers have misted the branches with fresh greens. Spring is fixin’ to break out all over!

But it’s still officially winter, so, to make sure this cool but proud cat guy keeps his composure, I better post his pictures quick!

 

 

 

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Cat in Winter Sun

All mine

All mine. Signed, Bud

Our big Bud cat, ace sunsoaker, wants to be the headline for a change. He’s tired of being at the tail-end of posts about the creek, or art, or whatever. Here, impossibly handsome Bud basks in some January rays, on important papers. “Your research is mine, it’s in my sunny spot.”

Bud the smoothie

Bud the smoothie

“Say what? Food’s ready?” My husband and I don’t actually plan to argue with him, but if we really need for him to move, we can break out some canned food.

Budster gleaming

Budster gleaming

Magnificence by Bud, highlights by, Sun, ‘soft focus’ photo by Leah.

Bud gleams and dreams

Bud gleams and dreams

Bud’s dark fur looks black in many photos, but he is actually a deep sable brown, unusual for a street cat. Bright sunlight brings out his true coloration. Bud’s a sun seeker, like most cats. Alabama winter sun is gorgeous, when it bothers to show up.

Having appeased Bud’s pride – for now – I’ll depart for other projects. When I can shake free, or er – Bud gets a craving for attention, we’ll be back!

~  Leah

 

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Wintry Creek at High Water; One Smug Cat

Strong currents

Raging currents

An all night rain amounting to about four inches put every area waterway into flood stage. I decided to come out of hibernation long enough to get some pictures, even though I don’t much like winter. On January 4th, 2015, here’s what our creek looked like.

No end in sight

No end in sight

The temps were mild, but a little on the cool side for me. The sky was overcast. The water was boiling mad, rough and moving fast. Much faster than it looks in the pictures. We used zoom to get these photos. Don’t get close to any flood waters! You could get hurt falling into water like this.

Ruffled water

Ruffled water

We know the terrain alongside of this creek well, and we’re experienced woods walkers, so we felt we could photograph safely.

Those are choppy, strong currents. We’re actually looking downstream in all the photos above.

Looking upstream in the next two photos:

Gulp!

HIgh water close up

High water close up

Currents at play

Currents at play

No worries about our house flooding, we’re on higher ground.

Another view

Another view

San build-up in motion

Sand build-up in motion

Another angle

Another angle

I usually think winter is so blah and drab, but I became fond of the color range in these photos.

Becoming captivated by a flood

Becoming captivated by a flood

Sand bank

The creek had crested earlier, probably during the night some time. We could see it had been out of its banks even further, from the slicked over vegetation, soggy sand, and deposited driftwood. In fact, we had placed two chairs along the banks and the water had washed one of them completely away, before receding to to the level we see now.

Fungus.

Fungus likes the damp

Fungus likes the damp

Leftover autumn color.

Lone leaves over ruffled sand

Lone leaves over ruffled sand

Run-off drains through the forest, opening up rivulets.

Sunken pine needles.

Pine flooring with freshly downed twigs from the night’s wind.

We came back slightly chilled; Bud the Cat made it plain he stayed cozy and toasty warm. The following day the sun was shining through the window, kissing his whiskers.

Bud the Smug Cat

Bud the Smug Cat, sunning himself

 

 

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Leaves Flare; Creek Reflects; Cats Snuggle

Magic reflecting creek

Magic reflecting creek

Floating, Shining

Floating, Shining

In the southeast US deciduous leaves say “So long” to chlorophyll as late as mid-November. Trees slowly add some reds, oranges, and golds to the remaining greens; the water grabs any hue that heads its way, and voila! Radiant bands of color ripple down the creek.

Leaves, every whichaway

Leaves, ripples, every whichaway

Leaf mats jazzin’ up the creek. The view from farther away:

Looking downstream

Looking downstream

Low water this year

Low water this year

The long view:

Heading downstream

Heading downstream

Sounds made by the water are soothing. Leaves got themselves in a jam.

Inside the leaf jam

Inside the leaf jam

 

The gang's all here.

The gang’s all here.

Leaves drifting on their way.

Off we go

Off we go

Some leaves sink to the murky depths:

Slow currents

Slow currents

Still water running

Still water running

The view thickens

The view thickens

We have to step around twigs and stickers, commonly found in wild woods like these. We slap branches away at face level, too. These woods are dense and the going’s a bit rough, but I can still walk here. Some of the terrain alongside the creek is even more rugged.

 

Treetops

Treetops

Treetops and tangles

Treetops and tangles

We’re leaving it to you, Evergreen … for a time.

Winter greens, always around

Winter greens, always around

Bright accents liven up the landscape

Bright accents liven up the landscape

We hear owls hooting, first one, then another from a different direction, then a third hoot from off another way. A deer snorts as we move closer, rustles the foliage, snorts again. Dusk is on the way.

Dusk coming on

These wild waters and the forest are right out my door, in my yard, and I know them well. I have been fortunate to live here. Why would anyone want to tear down woods like these? We hear of it way too often. Here’s a link to my environmental essay, “Tributary”:

https://catwoodsporchparty.wordpress.com/2013/04/08/tributary-becoming-green-warriors-of-the-red-earth-country/

Up close and personal on a small creek: a chance to play with the visuals by zooming in close on the water. These photos aren’t truly in focus, but the rippling creates some color blends I find pleasing. Nature has ways of mixing and placing color that always has painters in hot pursuit. Cameras don’t capture the natural color data exactly as the human eye sees it, but sometimes retain a high degree of that balance, IMO.

 

Leafy dreams

Leafy dreams

Soft floating

Soft floating

Moving along

Moving along

The view upstream:

Upstream

Upstream

Coming in from the woods, we always face this question: “Where y’all been? I’ve been holding down the fort!”

The Bobcat in Autumn

Budster, aka "The Bobcat"

Budster, aka “The Bobcat”

Now we’ve had a night-long rain, and the creek is roarin’. The floating leaves washed away; trees just kept shedding. Nature, always in motion.

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