I am the porch cat. I am an animate object in a sea of inanimate objects. Hear me purr. Welcome back to the Cats of Birmingham. This post is a little longer than the last one and a few of the cats have more than one picture, but who doesn't like more cats?
The Old Cat and The Porch
This elderly cat (my wife and I think he's old) meows as if he spent his whole life smoking cigarettes.
This is My Motorcycle
There are many others like it, but this one is mine. Are you looking at my motorcycle? Are ya? Quit looking. It's mine!
Beauty and the Chair
This cat seemed to know I was taking a picture and it decided to look wistfully off into the distance.
Black Cat Minus the Legs
This cat was convinced he could make us think that the whole world is his legs.
Blurry Ears
This cat was almost impossible to photograph. However, If you take a walk along 16th Avenue South, this cat will become your walking companion for several blocks (Don't worry though, it knows how to get back home).
The Guardian of Valley View Park
We found this cat relaxing on a picnic table, but he quickly went on the prowl as we approached.
The Stair Climber
This cat had cat things to do and didn't have time to pose for a picture. It's a little known fact that cats actually have very busy schedules, filled with appointments. Those appointments consist of taking naps in specific locations -- but who's to keep them from doing their jobs.
Hard at Work
This cat is attempting a cushion mind meld.
The Cat's Watch
Night gathers, and now my watch begins. It shall not end until my death. I shall take no wife, hold no lands, father no kittens. I shall wear no crowns and win no glory. I shall live and die at my post. I am the sword in the darkness. I am the watcher on the walls. I am the shield that guards the realms of men. I pledge my life and honor to the Cat's Watch, for this night and all the nights to come.
Prissy Cat
This cat was too high and mighty to come greet us.
The Triumvirate
Three cats lick themselves clean after a brief rainstorm.
Basking in its glory
A model in its previous life, this cat was quick to strike a pose.
The Old Man
Hey you kids, GET OFF MY LAWN!
OH HAI! I'm spying on you
You didn't know it, but the NSA is actually run by cats. That's why you always find them sitting on your keyboard.
100 Dalmations
And one cat. Good thing Cruella de Vil wasn't around.
Return of the Model Cat
The model cat strikes again and commands you to wonder at her magnificence.
Scruff McGruff
Scruff McGruff the cat is on his beat. Those in possession of the illegal narcotic known as 'catnip' better hide it now.
The King and his Jester
Jester, make folly for me that I may laugh and be amused.
Hangover Cat
Its foul mood and the beer can were indicative of its previous wild night.
Squeaker
This cat had a high-pitched loud meow.
The Murderer
This cat was in the middle of burying a body wrapped in a tarp.
Cat Tongue
We have our first cat tongue sighting! Huzzah!
Sally Pants
We finish (for now) with my favorite cat in one of her new favorite spots.
