No one knows what it’s like
To be the bad cat
To be the sad cat
Behind blue eyes
But my dreams
They aren’t as empty
As my food bowl seems to be
Kittehs Lizzie and Kiwi submitted by Kay M. I’m sure you all can come up with even MORE lyrics
Behind Caturday Blue Eyes
June 6, 2009 By
Rag Dolls!
Dey tho PWITTY!!!!
Ragdolls?
No one knows what it’s like to be the bad cat
To be the sad cat behind blue eyes.
No one knows what it’s like to hunt for Mice
and only catch some flies!
But my dreams, they aren’t as empty
As my cat bowl seems to be
So I am hunting little Critters
And my claws are grabbing what I see.
No one knows what it’s like to be sleeping
And dreaming of sitting on a log
and no one knows what it’s like to be chased
up a tree by that stupid dog!
Oh no one knows what it’s like to be the bad cat
always the sad cat behind blue eyes.
I’m imagining the kitties meowing the entire song but in the voice of Roger Daltrey.
Sometimes, CO is just, well, trippy.
when I looked in her eyes they were blue, but, nobody home…..
heheh
kitteh on left!
Ragdolls? The right one looks like a long-haired Siamese to me. Actually, both just look like long-haired cats to me …
Or perhaps Himalayans….dunno. Georgeous, regardless.
ha, great caption, meg!!! and unbelievably cute kitties staring into my soul
I don’t know when I’ve been so blue
Don’t know what’s come over you
You’ve found someone new
And don’t it make my brown eyes blue
I’ll be fine when you’re gone
I’ll just cry all night long
Say it isn’t true
And don’t it make my brown eyes blue
Tell me no secrets, tell me some lies
Give me no reasons, give me alibis
Tell me you love me and don’t let me cry
Say anything but don’t say goodbye
I didn’t mean to treat you bad
Didn’t know just what I had
But honey now I do
And don’t it make my brown eyes
Don’t it make my brown eyes
Don’t it make my brown eyes blue?
My floofy cat’s name is Lizz[ie] too!
Er… obviously
Those two are darlin’.
What beautiful kitties and hypnotic baby blues!
Yes, kitties, I shall obey and open the can of tuna for you right away…
Beautiful and hypnotic!
Rhapsody in blue;
You could drown in either of those pairs of eyes,
Pale and limpid, or azure blue; they have so much to say
Their love is right out there on the line
For you to keep or throw away
The choice is yours: undying devotion is waiting…..
Woojah Dotray!
If I swallow anything furry
don’t be alarmed it’s just my stoat.
And when I’m cold, just give up your blanket,
Time for Webbies? Give me your vote.
@pyrit
LOL! thanks for that!
Blue eyes
Lizzie’s got blue eyes
Like a deep blue sea
On a blue blue day
Blue eyes
Kiwi’s got blue eyes
When the morning comes
I’ll be far away
And I say Blue eyes
Opening up the tuna
pouring out the kibble
Lizzie’s got blue eyes
And she’s alone again Blue eyes
Kiwi’s got blue eyes
Like a clear blue sky
Watching over me
Blue eyes
I love blue eyes
When I’m by her side
Where I long to be
I will see Blue eyes laughing in the sun
Not so much in the rain
Baby’s got blue eyes
And I am home, and I am home again
(Blue Eyes by Elton John, slightly altered by Lucy’s Mommeh)
awww the one on the right looks like my blue point raggy, only with a cream chin. too adorabuhls.
I am NOT sticking any fingers down anyone’s throat, period. Ouch. But I will let you make biscuits on my coat.
Pritty kittys! My, what beautiful eyes you both have!
No one knows what it’s like
To be the house cat
To be the indoor cat
Behind blue eyes
And no one knows
What it’s like to be sitting in a window
To be fated to chasing only catnip mice
But my dreams they aren’t as empty
As my boring life seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My claws are vengeance
You just wait and see
PS the one on the right has colored contacts, it’s so obvious. LOL
Yep those are ragdolls… cream bicolour & blue mitted. QTE! I <3 my seal point raggy!
Ragdoll, living in a movie
Hot tramp, daddy’s little cutie
So fine, they never see you leaving
By the back door.
Man!
Purdy cats!
( and for some reason I now have “Baba O’Riley” stuck in my head even though you’re referencing “Behind Blue Eyes” o_____O )
No one knows what it’s liiiiiiiike…
To be a floof-cat…
Next to a poof cat…
We gots blues eyes.
First there’s mine, then she gots some more…
I think it adds up to four,
Cuz we each haz two —
And we’re looking at YOU!
oh no!!! feed kittehs!!! lol >_<
J. and lucy’s mommeh…thanks for the songs. my heart went with them.
¿Qué es poesía? preguntas
Mientras clavas en mi tu mirada azul
¿Qué es poesía? ¿Y tu lo preguntas?
Poesía… eres tu.
With apologies to Gustavo Adolfo Becquer…
AWW
What a pair of cuties 
I would just LOVE to pick them both up and cuddle, cuddle cuddle 
…And if I purr
Take a-way my catnip
Before I twirl and act like a fool….
I don’t know when I’ve bleen so blue
Don’t know what’s come over you
You’ve found someone new
And don’t it make my brown eyes blue
I’ll be fine when you’re gone
I’ll just baroo all night long
Say it isn’t true
And don’t it make my brown eyes blue
I have hours, only napping
My “gifts” are vengeance
They’re never random
No one knows what it’s like
To eat just dry food
Like I do
I blame my hooman
When my heart closes, give it Teh Qte
Better melted than let ill will brew*
When I sniffle, please tell me a joke
Yet, let me both cry and smile all the way through
If I barf up any McNuffets
Show your kindness and your reason
If I spit anger, please give me a blanket
Wool or linen, no matter the season
No one knows what it’s like
To be the bad peep
The sad or mad peep
Behind the screen
* well, not brew for too long.
YAY DaytimeDeb! Great job! You can have an entire pack of Oreos or Reese’s Peanut Butter cups for that! Way to go! I think I’d better go eat some breakfast……
Just beautiful!
The D’Artigo Sisters–half-human, half-fae operatives for the Otherworld Agency–are investigating a secret society that has unleashed dangerous magic. But before they’re done, they’ll have to stop a demon from devouring one of their souls…
Ragdoll cats. Thank you. I looked them up. Feels like I need one now.
Great lyrics here! Raemie L., niiice.
And,
“Rag Doll, livin’ in a movie…
Hot tramp, Daddy’s little CUTIE…”
I have a theory. The sweeter a cat looks, the more likely it is to be trouble. The ugly, old and gnarled cats I’ve known have been great. The ones who look (and are treated) like little princesses are just as likely to claw your face off as look at you.
Adopt an ugly cat today! The miracle is, the first time they curl up in your lap, or playfully bat at you while you rub their bellies, they magically stop being ugly.
Edward — I have plenty of experience which both supports and detracts from your theory. So much depends on the cat, the weather, attitudes of visitors, status of the food bowl, a red wheelbarrow…
lol! all I can think of is that episode of buffy where they walk in on Giles singing that song at the coffee shop. The look on their faces….classic. i may have to watch that now.
On the blankie
up there yonder,
Blue eyes mewing on the screen…
(sorry Willie)
Thanks, Katrina. I’ll take the Reeses, please!
Actually, it was easy inspiration… my cats hate being indoors. Especially now that we have:
1. A stray cat who shows up and hangs out in “their” backyard, and
2. A paid of bluejays who torment the stray cat when he comes into the yard, and when he is not there, they hop back and forth in front of my sliding glass door to torment my cats! I tell ya, I get dirty looks all the time when I refuse to let them out!
the one on the right looks slightly disapproving.
sooo cute. blue eyes r adorable. soooooo cute I luv kitties!
What gorgeous girls! I swear I could get lost in their eyes… (looks around) Wait, where am I?
Looks like it’s tuck-in time for teh kitties.
Where are the cats’ pajamas?!
to meg: as always, brilliance (LOL @ lyrics ending with ” food bowl….seems to be”)
to theo: “red wheelbarrows”??
(perhaps it’s what I used to call “a location joke”: Ya hadda be there, to get it???”)
— With thanks for my morning C/ Overload fix
[It's a poetry reference. William Carlos Williams. - Ed.]
And don’t forget about the influence of white chickens.
Actually they are my cats and they are ragdolls. That is a breed. They are sisters and they are 4 years old. I got them when they were 12 weeks old. They are so sweet although KiWi the blue point cream mitted can be a terror. Lizzie the flame point is the sweetest cat on the planet. Ragdolls actually love dogs so they have to stay inside – they own three. They are the boss and it is a riot to see them curled up on the dogs heads. I missed that photo op but I will try next time.