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Lupuschki's Jazz Archives Volume 1


Lupe likes to lie next to the computer when there's jazz playing...

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This is his very favourite tune.
 It has to be played over & over again if ever he goes on a car journey... 
It helps him to remain calm!

If he can't get onto the computer desk...
 The next best thing is the cabinet beside it, where he drifts away listening to some soothing tunes.

Daddy sometimes gets a bit carried away & turns the volume up...

Which just grates on his nerves!

Have a good weekend everyone... 
We're off to work now & have guests in later, so busy, busy!

K&S
xx

Comments

Anonymous said…
Lupe is such a cutie! Such a face in that last photo. :)
Jane and Chris said…
Well, Lupe has great taste!
We had a cat who loved me to sing Ella Fitzgerald to her, "Every time you go away, I cry a little" was her favourite. Her sister would run from the room when Elton John's "Funeral for a friend was played",and one boy cat we had would love to be held in Chris's arms and dance to "Papa was a rolling stone". Cats are great music critics!
Jane x
LOL Lupe sure looks ticked off in last photo.
I've a special spot for black cats.

Love Leanne
Catherine said…
Kitty knows good music when he hears it. LOL! Cute!
xo Catherine
He's a sweetie, but lets us know when he's not happy!
That's wonderful! One of our guests recently was amazed at how the kitties recognise words & phrases... Such intelligent furry friends!
He's hilarious & beautiful all in one!
Unknown said…
Love the spooky music!

It chills me out too.

Hope you have a great weekend...looking forward to hearing if your guests want extra meals..you know what I mean.

Sft x
Rambler said…
Awww, I just love his expression in that last photo - he really does look angry at that song!
I hope you had a chance to enjoy today's lovely weather - blue, blue sky and sea and SUNSHINE withoiut the icy easterly wind. I'm quite sunburnt, having dozed off on the beach after my lunch.

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