Simon considers the various injustices and perceived injustices inflicted by the apes and wolves with whom he lives. As with the supreme court, deliberations can take many months while he weighs the evidence. Eventually, he hands down his decisions, distributing affection and sometimes random bites as needed.

Using the flash on Simon earns you the feline stinkeye.

piercing eyes scan all
he measures my weight in meat
jaguar on the couch
PIERCING EYES SCAN ALL
jaguar on the couch
he measures my weight in meat
piercing eyes scan all

—

piercing eyes scan all
he measures my weight in meat
jaguar on the couch
HE MEASURES MY WEIGHT IN MEAT
jaguar on the couch
he measures my weight in meat
piercing eyes scan all

—

piercing eyes scan all
he measures my weight in meat
jaguar on the couch
JAGUAR ON THE COUCH
jaguar on the couch
he measures my weight in meat
piercing eyes scan all

—

This is for The NaisaiKu Challenge. What is a NaisaiKu? The explanation is here, but mainly it’s a way to play with words and phrases using a 5-7-5 haiku as a starting point. Clever blogger that I am, I decided to combine this with some good old fashioned Friday Cat Blogging.

I attempted all 3 varieties of NaisaiKu, and like how they work together increasing the paranoia.

And, yes, I realize that the picture doesn’t match the words, but that’s only because Simon prefers to keep his eyes closed. But he is awake. Waiting.

Simon stares at nothing

Simon ponders the vastness of it all, the mysteries of infinity, and the unfathomable distance between meals.

If the image uploader hadn’t stopped working.

Doing what he does best

My web host said the problem was on their end and is related to the comments disappearing along with another database problem. It looks like its getting fixed so hopefully the comments will be back soon.

Simon, on the other hand, sees no problems except that I’m blog blogging when I should be cat blogging.

He’s right of course, and so here he is, lounging on his blue chair where his white fur really stands out long after he’s left the scene.

Hey, Simon, watch where you’re pointing that thing.

(Yes, we will go for the low joke here at Coyote Mercury.)

—

Want to make a fast friend by saving a greyhound in Central Texas? Check these pups out. Or go here to find a greyhound near you. You can also go here to find out why greyhounds are running for their lives.

If you have dogs who need proven leadership, go here to find a cat.

It’s important to provide an animal with a stimulating environment.

Here we see Simon in the house cat’s natural habitat surrounded by Scotch and good old Dickens. The finer things are all they ask, really.

Simon hasn’t been on the blog in awhile. He tends to scratch it and then try to knock it over onto the dogs. Besides, I worry he might go for all the birds.

Still, he let me take a picture of him and his spirit the other day. Maybe it’s his daemon, but then it probably wouldn’t look like him. He’s still trying to come up with an explanation for this obvious supernatural occurence.

Update: Be sure to visit Simon’s fellow felines at the 194th Carnival of the Cats at Bad Kitty Cats.

Just a typical day in the central Texas summer of ’07.

(Later, we did have scattered patches of sun.)