Nosey
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Ash….........She just can’t help herself…........... Don’t Go Breaking My Heart Don’t go breaking my heart / I couldn’t if I tried / Oh Honey if I get restless / Baby you’re not that kind Don’t go breaking my heart / You take the weight off me / Honey when you knock on my door / Ooh I gave you my key Nobody knows it / When I was down / I was your clown / Nobody knows it / Right from the start / I gave you my heart / I gave you my heart So don’t go breaking my heart / I won’t go breaking your heart / Don’t go breaking my heart And nobody told us / `Cause nobody showed us / And now it’s up to us babe / Oh I think we can make it So don’t misunderstand me / You put the light in my life / Oh, you put the spark to the flame / I’ve got your heart in my sites. Nobody knows it / When I was down / I was your clown / Nobody knows it / Right from the start / I gave you my heart / I gave you my heart So don’t go breaking my heart / I won’t go breaking your heart / Don’t go breaking my heart Nobody knows it / When I was down / I was your clown / Nobody knows it / Right from the start / I gave you my heart / I gave you my heart So don’t go breaking my heart / I won’t go breaking your heart Don’t go breaking my / I wont go breaking your heart Elton John
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Mr Sir and I live in the same place. Not the same apartment number but one wall away. He’s not my cat and I’m not his human so I don’t want any flack about people starting to look like their pets! It just happens to be that we are the only two black things in the complex. Naturally he looks up to me [because he’s short] for social guidance since I’m the senior member of our unofficial duo. And I try to keep him straight about stuff like the proper hair/fur dye for pesky gray whiskers and how to talk to women without having a hand down the front of your pants. (He’s got that one down since he doesn’t wear pants but I still watch him to make sure he doesn’t do any backsliding). Mr Sir isn’t his full name and I can’t remember what it is. Something like ‘Mr Sir Rudolph the 14th’ maybe. He answers to just the “M” and “S” sounds so you can call him “Ms” and he’ll answer. And boy will he answer! This hairy furball talks more than a 12-year old girl with permission to use the home phone. And like humans, he has dozens of sounds/words and uses them all for maximum effect. Hunger? Here come the whine that will make a Siamese want to kill him. Bored? Every hear a cat grumble to itself? Disquieting to say the least. “Hello! I wanna visit!” As clear as a human child learning to talk, you look at him in wonder. Well, this week, Mr Sir made the leap from neighbour to houseguest. I come home and the single ‘mew’ is waiting at my door. Why? Did he get mixed up and think I was his owner (a Caucasian female at least 25 years younger than I) or forget what his apartment number is? Hands full, I have a choice: put down everything and pacify him until he gets bored and grumbles walking away, or; open the door and watch him race inside before me. Until he rips up something, fails to talk when he needs to go outside, or fights me for food, I guess I can stand a visitor for about 15 minutes while he explores and talks to me about how messy a housekeeper I am. Ungrateful. Simply ungrateful. Soon the warnings will be in the newspapers, the radio, the Internet, and the television. Mr Sir who’s sorta like that ‘indoor/outdoor’ carpet and covers the floor in both places, will be sequestered to his proper home and left to exercise his vocabulary upon everyone within earshot. It’s not his fault but it’s another variation of “Strange Fruit” so being black has its serious and unique risks. While I won’t be swinging from a lynching tree cuz I’m a ‘black cat’ (musical slang for a jazz musician), Mr Sir could be because Halloween is coming and there are people (who shouldn’t even be called ‘people’) who do terrible things to black cats. Mr Sir won’t be visiting for a while as he adjusts badly to becoming an ‘inside only’ feline. And I won’t have to fight him for the right to come into my own apartment first (or not to bat my keys in the doorknob or attack the mantis I’m shooting, but that’s another story). We will be forced apart for a bit but that’s OK. He may be horrifically annoyed I get to be outside and he doesn’t but he doesn’t know about “strange fruit” and I hope he never learns. Some disasters need to be keep ‘human only’. After all, why should a talking cat have to talk about crap like that??? PS I actually thought I took this shot with my ‘pocket rocket’: Olympus IR-500. But looking back at the files I see it came from the lens of my Nikon D80 at its closest focal point of 18mm! I obviously didn’t want to use flash for multiple reasons (not the least of which is animals have such reflective eyes that flashes make them hideous). So on full manual, I pulled off this shot in incandescent lighting from the front and the careful addition of some ISO and on-board noise reduction. While Mr Sir is amazing calm when warm and sleepy, I still shot him at high speed and the camera’s sharpest setting (most VIVID) to be sure I didn’t get any blur while capturing every nuance of his face and fur. This shot is as honest and accurate a shot can be of this great feline. There was enlargement for uploading but nothing more than a bit of cropping done to make it more intimate. In the full sized shot, the image is slightly larger than 1 to 1 macro as measured by Mr Sir’s my manually comparing his eyes to the larger Red Bubble image of his eyes. Any closer and his breath would have fogged the lens (and turned my stomach). LOL! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ / 50% of any profit made from the sale of this piece will go directly to the buyer’s choice between PAWS, PETA, and the SPCA.
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© C J Lewis. I used a photograph of a tree trunk from the Nature Characters Series series as the inspiration for the subject matter. PhotoPlus6 used for air-brushing, smudging, colouring & sizing. I use the mouse with the smudge tool to move the colours around and into the shapes desired as I don’t have a Wacom tablet. Part of the Nature Characters Series / MCN:C8EF0-36A69-84312 Below is the photograph I look into to and used to create this art work.
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I just fell in love with these cute meerkats, they are such fun little creatures, playing, running around, digging and surveying the world….......... This image was taken late afternoon in January as the sun was sinking lower in the sky. Tabernas, Almeria, Spain.
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Canon XTi, 100mm macro lens I have to admit….this captures my goofy little one’s spirit 100% -Featured in the “LMAO ART – Your funniest work” group~ 6/17/09. Thank you! -Featured in the “Childhood” group~ 6/18/09. Thank you! -Top ten in the “Up Yours” challenge~ June 2009. -Featured in the “Accentuate The Eyes” Group~ 6/21/09. Thanks! -Featured in the ” People and Portraiture Photography” group~ 6/25/09. Thank you!
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LOOK CLOSELY ….For those who are always trying to read what you have on your shirt.
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Taken At Great Longstone Derbyshire.UK
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they are sooo excited for the wedding to begin!
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I really like this :) — Taken with: Canon 1000D / Lens used: 2.8 100mm / Shutter speed: 1/50 / F number: 2.8 / ISO: 800
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Cat: Chessa On approach, Chessa was so happy to see me. My appearance and casual flopping atop the bed a something that means plenty of belly rubs and ear scratches. And while the buffet of scritches & scratches did ensue, she also noted Furless Mama had brought the clickety-click box. The evil, dreaded camera. That garish contraption that clicks, whirrs, and flashes. A contraption that detracts from human time. But, she was a good sport for ten minutes. Her up close and personal photo shoot ending when she told her persistent Paparazzi to take it elsewhere when she covered her face with her paws and buried her head between the pillows.
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Liberty, the curious cat, is stopping to smell the azaleas. Her name was the result of having a birthday on the 4th of July.
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Every now and then, God makes a cat that enjoys live with the birds and monkey and bees hang out. I don’t know why He does it but perhaps it’s to supply amusement to adoring humans and frustration to dogs. There’s absolutely NOTHING up there that can make a cat thrilled to be a tree climber. Birds are either somewhat quicker (if not smarter) and if they’re nesting, somewhat aggressive. Not that Mr Sir would bite a bird or play soccer with a bird egg. He’s OK up there but doesn’t seem to have the right shaped feet to be adept at ‘limb walking’. It’s also a REAL pain for a cat that loves to roll over to be scratched. I’ve heard some “whumps” from inside my apartment that I attribute to Mr Sir learning that you either need a bigger tree or a smaller rump to even sit in a tree, much less wallow in it. But that wonder of creation loves the ‘high life’ in a rather feathered way, sans feathers. Maybe I’ll ask why some cats like tree climbing when I get up there. I’m sure not going to bother Him with something that stupid until I’m already inside the gates.
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Yverdon-les-Bains, Switzerland
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stepover toehold
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Katy as Santa. Bet you were fooled ;-)
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AKA rubber necking, London May 2009 nosey parker © 2009 Urban Umbra
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Nosey cow taken on the bank of the River Nene, nr Sutton Bridge, Lincs. Mirror Effect.
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This is Mya- she’s my sweetie! A mutt mix of beagle and daschund, but 100% lovable.
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Giraffes always seem to know whats happening.
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Reading over someones shoulder is one of those really annoying habits. Hay Street Mall. Perth.
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As Is from my trusty Canon 30D. :):):)
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