~ These two ! A couple of Trick or Treaters

if you go in the kitchen !

~ Nacho and Lilly

~ Why yes, I am handsome and debonaire !

~ Close up Lilly, she is very camera shy

~ Nights in white satin

~ Nacho big smile ~ He is one years old

~ Sweet Lilly ~ She is five years old

~ Kitties bird watching

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~ Lilly kitty creepin’ !

~ Nacho the Handsome

~ Lilly cabinet cuddling ~ She is a big flirt !

~ Nacho is an orange kitty, however

he is light colored, buff / blond orange

~ The flash on this picture shows off

his strips and spots !

~ Lilly getting cozy on the bed

~ I’m ready for my close up now

~ Lilly and the Cherry Headed Parrots

~ Lilly is a very healthy girl.

She has no tail due to accident last year.

~ City Kitties

~ Nacho bird watching

~ And you can dance ! ! Nacho loves

to listen and dance to Madonna !

~ Lilly watching the Raven get a snack !

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Reading Righting Rhythm

The pad on Lenox was jumping. The musicians ranged from white to tan to brown to black. No one in that room was thinking about anything but music. I sometimes think all racial prejudice in the world would evaporate if everyone were taught to play an instrument and then allowed to join a gigantic international band. I’ve never yet met a musician, black or white, who has let color become any sort of a barrier. And this holds for musicians who come from neighborhoods where racial prejudice is taught from the cradle by well meaning parents preparing their kids for the hard knocks of life. It doesn’t work on musicians. There’s no room for hatred when three men or six men or a dozen men or two dozen men are blowing their separate sheets and making a conglomerate sound. The sound is the thing and music has its own color, blue or red or pale yellow or misty pink. ~ Ed McBain ~ Né Salvatore Lombino