I'm trying to know what each moment asks me
Today we celebrated the ninth birthday of Tybalt Autolycus Taaffe and Hestia Hermia Linsky-Noyes, once kittens of destiny, now cats of legend. My niece was delighted to point out that she and they are the same age—at least, she corrected herself conscientiously, until December when she becomes older. We gave them salmon. She petted Autolycus and he butted his head into the inside of her wrist again and again.

None of the pictures of headbutting came out, but here she strokes his back very gently.

I left my desk briefly with Bertie and returned to find Simon and Garfunkel's Cecilia, cat edition.

The most beautiful Autolycus on his birthday.

The most beautiful Hestia on her birthday.
In the evening, we lit the yahrzeit candle for my grandmother. It will be her centenary in the spring. These things are always overlapping. I don't think I am used to time.

None of the pictures of headbutting came out, but here she strokes his back very gently.

I left my desk briefly with Bertie and returned to find Simon and Garfunkel's Cecilia, cat edition.

The most beautiful Autolycus on his birthday.

The most beautiful Hestia on her birthday.
In the evening, we lit the yahrzeit candle for my grandmother. It will be her centenary in the spring. These things are always overlapping. I don't think I am used to time.

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Colour me surprised at, well, Autolycus's colour. I think this is the first photo that's registered on me where he's in direct sunlight and his colour shows through strongly.
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Colour me surprised at, well, Autolycus's colour. I think this is the first photo that's registered on me where he's in direct sunlight and his colour shows through strongly.
He changed over the last year. He was a black cat for most of his life. Then he went through a kind of Burmese phase and now he is sometimes called "Havana Brown" because it sounds like a pulp-novel private eye. He has Siamese points, black on seal-brown. They haven't altered.
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