September 23, 2009

Martian Moon Mice

We had visitors today. Bari D (who was Raven's foster hooman, before we adopted him into our family) is in our area for just a few days, accompanying her husband Jim on a business trip. It's a whirlwind trip but we're close enough to where Jim's meetings are that they were able to stop by for a few hours. They got to see how much Raven has grown up and also meet the rest of the furkids in purrson (they've seen pictures over the years).

The kitties got to be admired and talked to and have their ears skritched and their tummies rubbed and their pictures taken. And Bari brought PRESENTS. ...
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Martian Moon Mice - posted at Wed, 23 Sep, 22:23 Pacific | Comments (0)

June 22, 2008

New Lawn

The cats love grass but a planted lawn takes a while to grow (protected the entire time) and then is smashed flat so quickly. I had let our cat lawn languish into nothing for a long time.

Then Rich had the idea to buy a roll of turf. We couldn't find any over the winter (admittedly, we didn't look very hard) but in late March, Rich came home from a trip to the hardware store with a 4' chunk of turf. ...
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New Lawn - posted at Sun, 22 Jun, 19:17 Pacific

June 6, 2008

They're Crunchy!

I was transferring the contents of fourteen 500mg vitamin C gelcaps to twenty-eight smaller (~250 mg) doses. Bebop helped, working his way through the empty caps.

Snuffling. Patting. Munching.

He ate most of them. A little protein. A little vitamin C.


They're Crunchy! - posted at Fri, 06 Jun, 17:11 Pacific

May 9, 2008

I Can Has Pillows

Is three pillows? Pinkish pillow has fluffs. I hearz purring...

Couchpillow1 Couchpillow2

I Can Has Pillows - posted at Fri, 09 May, 14:26 Pacific

December 31, 2007

Maybe a Webcam...

Cats only assume their strangest, most intriguing and most beautiful postures when it is impossible to photograph them. Cat calendars always disappoint for they only show the public range of cat positions.
--J. R. Coulson

Last night, I was sitting on the couch, reading. Squirrel and Mezzaluna were on my lap. Bebop was on the cat tree. Suddenly, Bebop got silly. He bounced around the room. He beeped. He dove under the footrest of the Laz-E-Boy couch.

Said footrest was up. There was a blanket draped over it. Bebop poked his head out under the blanket. Now the blanket was draped over Bebop.


No camera within reach, of course. You'll just have to picture it in your mind.

Maybe a Webcam... - posted at Mon, 31 Dec, 21:02 Pacific

November 11, 2007

Obsessive Compulsive Hooman...

I was looking for a t-shirt a few mornings ago. I couldn't find it and I was obsessing. Looking in all of my drawers

This meant that I hadn't gone downstairs yet and the cats hadn't had breakfast. Oops.

Squirrel was yelling from downstairs. I'd call back, absently, "soon." or "I'm coming", or "Yes".

Then I heard "Meow" from just behind me. Squirrel had gotten tired of waiting and came all the way back upstairs to get me. Now.

I went downstairs and gave the cats breakfast. I found the shirt later.

Obsessive Compulsive Hooman... - posted at Sun, 11 Nov, 13:07 Pacific

September 18, 2007

Little Brothers!


(Sit on him Squirrel.)

He's chasing me!

(You're bigger than he is.)




(Raven, sweetie, you have Squirrel fluff on your tooth.. Don't...


swallow it.)


thumpety thumpety thumpety


Little Brothers! - posted at Tue, 18 Sep, 06:56 Pacific

September 12, 2007


Rich ordered a queen-sized inflatable bed for the guestroom. It arrived by UPS on Wednesday night.

This model is a bit fancier than the average "air mattress". It stands 18" high when inflated and has an integrated motor. Just unfold it, plug it in, and Vrrroooooommmm.

What is that?

Bebop was concerned. Bebop was not sure about this Thing in his house. Bebop did NOT like the sound it was making.

However, Bebop's job is Cat in Charge. This often requires him to be Brave when he would much rather not. So, he stayed in the room with the THING... watching it.

He positioned himself where he could see the motor. His ears swiveled to catch every little sound as the bed inflated. Vinyl uncurled and crinkled. Ears turned every which way. (I was almost surprised they didn't fall off :-)

Eventually, the bed was full of air. We switched off the motor. Silence reigned. Bebop paced. Looking. Sniffing.

Hop. Up onto the new Thing.

He lay down. Considered. Relaxed.


All is well. The household is safe.

Vrrroooooommmm - posted at Wed, 12 Sep, 21:25 Pacific

April 17, 2007

There Could Be Mice

We have a small storage room in our house, separated from the rest of a long downstairs room by a pair of bifold louvered doors. The sewing machine, wrapping paper, and other things that are "not catable" are stored in this "mini nook". The room is not cat-proofed and the doors are kept closed at all times.

The cats hate it when I go in there. They aren't allowed to come in with me.

It must be wonderful. And Mom is in there.
I can't see her. She needs me!

And there could be Mice! Or who knows what!
I want to come in and be with Mom and explore.
Let me in!

paw, paw, patpat, scrabble, push, MeOW! ...
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There Could Be Mice - posted at Tue, 17 Apr, 23:15 Pacific

March 10, 2007

More Typing With Cats

I learned today that I can use the laptop without moving my wrists. :-)

Squirrel hd both paws on my left wrist; Bebop had his chest on the right. Option key was difficult and some shift combinations took two hands but I could type.

It's a good thing the laptop has a "mouse" (trackpad) just below the keyboard.

More Typing With Cats - posted at Sat, 10 Mar, 13:04 Pacific
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