Suburbaland Who’s Who

The rare Black Snowy Burb Panther spends most of the winter climbing in trees.

The Mini surveys his kingdom from on high

With the onset of daylight savings time, the Black Snowy Burb Panther descends from the trees and seeks meltwater with which to slake his enormous thirst.

The Mini has a drinking problem

For more information on the Black Snowy Burb Panther, contact the Canadian Mildlife Society.

Suburbaland Who’s Who

The Northern Boreal Tree Panther

The Northern Boreal Tree Panther inhabits a small territory south of the St. Lawrence River in Quebec. Its habitat consists of large, sheltered interior spaces lined with an abundance of cotton and other materials, combined with limited exterior locations in and around cedar trees.

Nothern Boreal Tree Panther

The Northern Boreal Tree Panther’s diet consists of prefabricated food bits obtained and presented to them by a subspecies of human, commonly referred to as “cat people,” which are subservient to the Tree Panther. Tree Panthers occasionally consume other sorts of food and are particularly fond of yogurt. While they are known for their bird hunting skills, there are no recorded incidents of the hunted birds being eaten.

Humans are advised to keep their distance from the Northern Boreal Tree Panther, as it has been known to attack.

For more information on the Northern Boreal Tree Panther, contact the Canadian Mildlife Federation in Ottawa.

Intruder Alert!

Toute la famille is gathering chez nous for Christmas. Tonight we’ll have four overnight guests, and tomorrow it will be up to seven. Oh – and there’s a dog. An adorable ten-month-old labradoodle who stands about three feet tall and is still in the throws of full hyperactive puppydom.

The mini, however, is not impressed. He spent the first half hour of Maggie’s presence in “hallowe’en cat” mode; arched back, puffed-up tail, hissing and spitting. All that from the safety of the stairs that go to up to the second storey.

Then he calmed down a bit and was content to simply glare and send lightning bolts of hatred from his eyeballs. He still hasn’t come face-to-face with the dog, and I suspect he never will.


It’s going to be an interesting three days…

Another Spiffy Day

Very early in the first year of my BFA program in photography at Concordia University, we were called upon to produce a small portfolio of new work. I had started classes a few weeks late because I’d been out of town working all summer, so I was at a big disadvantage. Anyway, the Saturday before the project was due, I was sitting in my dining room trying to figure out what to do when I noticed my three cats (Larry, Oreo, and Spiff, who was just a kitten at the time) were starting to get rowdy with each other.

So I documented the whole scene over the course of several hours. Believe me, photographing fighting cats is not easy – and this was pre-digital. I noticed that Spiff was the aggressor in every attack, although most of the time he got his ass kicked, so he became the star of the show

Dramatis personæ

I printed the photos full-frame (some of my instructors were “full frame fetishists,” and so was I for a while) and mounted them into an accordion style book called “Another Spiffy Day.” The instructors were torn, because they really liked the work but they couldn’t bring themselves to praise a book about cats. Ditto the other students; most dismissed the book right away, but I think it was the most looked at and commented on project that was handed in that day.

Inspired by the “Ernie” book I linked to on Friday, I decided to dig out my “Another Spiffy Day” book and scan it. I put it on Flickr yesterday, in a set. You can see the set here, or view it as a slide show here.

It’s not high art – I never expected it to be seen that way. But it has action, a narrative, and most importantly, it has cats!

(By the way, Larry is featured in this week’s Monday Morning Photo Blog image.)