Better late than never! And Happy New Year, too... 

Buddy Disappears, AGAIN!

Buddy disappeared so thoroughly this morning that he didn't even show up for Fancy Feast. His human saved his plate, though, and when he did finally materialize, she even locked Cyrrie in the bathroom to give Buddy a chance to eat... But nothing ever goes as planned - when she turned around, there was Cloud finishing up Buddy's Fancy Feast, and Buddy, again, no where to be found. (Needless to say, Cyrrie is quite ticked.)

Is Petunnia hanging with Banshee because she likes her? Or because she's plotting a take-over of the Morris chair...! 

Scruffy with flash... 

Scruffy... 

"F" Words

Grammarians and stylists, please take note - there are some words that just should not be used together! For example, our all-time favorite phrase, Fancy Feast, should never occur in the same sentence as the word "later"...!

She Was So Mad

Taking passive/aggressive to new heights (or depths), Banshee, after getting her medicine this morning, refuses to eat her treats - she just sits there, staring reproachfully at her poor guilt-ridden human (who only wants her to go on breathing, afterall...) In the end, you-know-who gets the treats....

Helpful Again

When the human comes home from grocery shopping, the kittens "help" her unpack. (And how is it that they know exactly which bag has the Fancy Feast?)

Problem Solving

The bathroom door is already closed (but not closed tight) when the human discovers company - in fact, two kittens. Two kittens who really don't want to take a shower with her. OK, she thinks, let's watch them confront this dilemma. Tall Cyrrie reaches for the door knob, to no avail. Stubborn Cloud finally manages to pry the door loose from the bottom - she opens it just enough to let her skinny self through. It takes Cyrrie a little while longer to finish opening it and accomplish his own escape...

Beyond Pitiful

Because we had our Fancy Feast late last night, this morning the saucers are still on the floor. When Cyrrie walks right past a full bowl of crunchies, eyes on his human the whole time, and sadly licks an empty saucer, her laugh-out-loud response is not exactly what he'd hoped for...

SpittyFace, aka SweetyFace, 18.5 yrs old, feral, captured at 4.5 weeks, sis to Lizzy and Goblin and others, isn't she totally cool? She lives with our Grandhuman... 

Proposal

We think we should expand the treats-as-bribes program. In addition to medicine-taking being an occasion for treats, we want to include eyes and noses washing , combing, especially combing with lumps, and, worst of all, claw-clipping... The human says she'll take it under advisement, whatever that means.

New Acronym

TASW!
On the dining room table there is a bag of dry cat food - the good kind, not the healthy kind - and a bag of bird seed. Which bag do little kitten teeth and claws pick open? Of course it's the bird food! TASW = They Are So Weird!

Strange Day, The Sequel

There was another strange man in our house, with way too much banging in and out of our front door, and when we finally came out from under the bed, there was another new thing in our kitchen... After some really serious sniffing by Lucy, the new stove was tentatively approved. (Cyrrie says anything that has anything at all to do with food is OK with him...)

A Very Strange Day

First of all, our beloved dining room table top became uninhabitable, piled high with pots and pans, bowls and baskets, jars and candles and what-nots... Then there was more vacuuming! Then strange men came in, and upset our human - even though they were not clawing the furniture. Then they took away the cold food thing, and left a new one, and then our human gave us Fancy Feast because she thought we were upset. We think someone should give her Fancy Feast...

Winter Or The Joy Of Quilts

With a little help from his human, Cyrrie burrows deep into the bed clothes, where he snoozes away, all snug and warm...

Buddy Goes Missing

It was like a story out of the National Enquirer - Yesterday morning, part way through his saucer of Fancy Feast, Buddy vanished. He did not come when called. He was not found under the living room chairs or dining room table. He was not under the bed, in the computer room or in the basement. Find Buddy! the human urged the kittens, to no avail. Was it an alien abduction? Was he kitnapped by faeries (although they did not leave a changeling in his place). Unwilling to leave the house with Buddy uncounted, the human resorted to catnip, and there he was, right in the middle of the hallway, with that Whaaat? look on his little face. Oh, well, it was a happy ending, especially because everybody got catnip...

Cat-Related, Just Wait For It

Freezing human finds a new use for "surplus" books -
No, she's not going to burn them in the fireplace (she hated that scene in that movie) --
She's going to reinforce the the air-barrier to the attic stairs, hopefully rendering it cat - and kitten - proof!
If only George R. R. Martin hadn't cut book IV, that might have done the trick all by itself!

Something's happening... 

Kittens squirrel watching... 

2 out of 3... 

Yet Another Cat "Toy"

Also rediscovered was 1 sneaker (the right), located under a chair in the living room, while it's mate was still located in the bedroom closet. The human wonders: Who? How?? And even more: Why???

Today!

It was the best of days, it was the worst of days... "Worst" because there was lots and lots of (the horror!) vacuuming. "Best" because our guilt-ridden human showered us with treats, including a great new episode of kitty television, where 3 (count them, 3!) squirrels had breakfast with Cloud and Cyrrie and Lucy.... And, there was the rediscovery of 7 cat toys!! Woohoooo! say cats and kittens!!! (But no more vacuuming, please.) (Ever.)

What is Cloud listening to?? 

Hijacking!

OK, it is the human's fault - instead of hanging up her nightgown this morning, she left it on the bed... And now, some 12ish hours later, it's being like totally occupied, and so the poor, deferential, human finds a different night-thing to sleep in... (Thank you, Petunnia.)

Furniture As Toys...

Buddy takes on the couch, Cloud pounces on the platform rocker, kicking and biting - whatever happened to octopi and catnip mice???

LOOK what they do to the couch!!! 

Terrible Dilemma For A Kitten

Cyrrie can't decide - should he nibble the tassels on his humans new chenille scarf, or her potato chip salty finger tips? The finger tips win, but only just...