New Batteries

Yay!

One More Nubie?

(Her human is besotted, also...)

Picture Perfect

Petunnia-Petunnia, yu human is hopelessly besotted...

Pillow Perfect

Fleecie, The Nation, The New Yorker...

Five Star Bedmaking

Cat and kitten approved...

Human Sez: Oh, Noes!

Helpers and more helpers...!

Finding Out It's NYE

2010? No way...

Unmade Bed

Plus "helpers"...

Irresistible

At least to her mama/human/girl...

Softness Herself

(In some ways...)

Pretty Boy Angel

Prettier than ever...

Thought Bubble?

How about, She thinks she's funny...

Godfather Allusion

AreToo snoozes among the fishies (something like that, right?)...

Shocker

About a month ago, the phone charger on my nightstand ceased to function. I assumed it had been jostled by someone, but wasn't in the mood to move the bed out in order to plug it back in again. Today, when the bed was moved, I saw that it was still plugged in, but that the cord had been bitten not just in half, but seriously gnawed up and down it's length. I know Nubia's handiwork (toothiwork?) when I see it, and my blood ran cold. How did she manage not to nuke herself?

New Year's Eve Blogging, Cont.

I decided that an appropriate NYE Day activity would be to clean my bedroom, which is the least cleaned area in our house, for various reasons (including that I'm allergic to dust, and think it's best to let sleeping dust bunnies lie) (I know, I know). It was particularly bad today - dust festuned the corners and the ceiling fan, and I'd been putting off vacuuming in there on account of a lost earring. First stage, strip the bed and move it out from the wall - causing no end of inconvenience to cats and kittens. Second stage, retrieve all the books, newspapers and magazines (and one pillow) that had slipped off the bed since... whenever. Third stage, from underneath, with a dustmop, retrieve all the official and unofficial cats toys - 19 of the first, 4 of the second (pen-top, envelope, throat lozenge and my great aunt's cameo ring, which I hadn't even missed. Stage four, pull the storage boxes (including Lizzie, Strega, Nemo and, now, Banshee the Beautiful). Stage five, vacuum. Stage six, re-make the bed. (Er, try to re-make the bed. How many helpers did I have? Lucy, Petunnia, Angel, AreToo and Cyrrie...)

New Year's Eve Blogging

Lucy is lumpy no more! At least not for a while... Having spent the week of Xmas break trying at least once or twice a day to work on Luz with comb, brush and scissors, I broke down yesterday and begged the vetz to take her in for a trim. ("We're not groomers." "You've done her before." Etc.) The upshot was our sweet Dr. Kelly saw her this am, and app 20 min later we were "home again, home again, lickety split," as we say... Our joint NYR is to keep her combed. (Yeah, yeah...)

Fried Pickles Blogging

Yum! Thx, John and Nancy...!

Secondary WooHoo

We have new batteries! Which mean new pics are coming... :)

WooHoo Blogging

The grandhuman is back online - I will perhaps publically curse both the manufacturer of her new computer and her new isp, but at least - at the moment - she can access the web and has email... And it only took 4 days, including 2 chat sessions w/ the isp and 2 telephone conversations w/ same.... But as of tonight, she was able to look at pics of Nubia (her cat, I always say) and what could be cooler than that??

Sunday Mornng Therapy Blogging

• I set the alarm in order to be able to go to church this morning, but after a bad night - couldn't get warm no matter what I wore or how many blankies I piled on the bed - and getting up to see how yesterday's rain was today's ice - I decided to stay in instead.
  
• I am actually longing for a big mug of hot cocoa and whipped cream, but have had to settle for coffee (black). Does Swiss Miss deliver?
• Christmas Eve blogging, cont.: We had the grandhuman over for dinner, and they were "good" in that everybody put in an appearance. Cloud and Cyrrie reverted to kittenhood and were all over the poor grandhuman - of course food was involved. I had pictured a nice quiet time sitting by the fire, sipping champagne and nibbling on snacks. Snacks such as salmon spread and chunks of smoked salmon. You see the problem... I probably should have thought that through a little more. On the other hand, it probably wouldn't have made much difference. Food! Real food! said Cyrrie to his sister, while the human said, No, get down, be good, and while the grandhuman kept feeding them licks of spread and bits of salmon and even broke up a cracker for them, which they ate. (Cloud was also mesmerized by the champagne bubbles in the old fashioned hollow stem glasses...)
  

Christmas Eve Blogging

Ho, Ho, Ho

How does the Angel say Merry Christmas, Mama? He dips his paw into her glass of water when he thinks she isn't looking... And what does he say when she catches him at it? Oh, noes! I'm going to get kissed!!

Fruitcake

Since today is for house cleaning, I'm still vacuuming up bits of the fruitcake slices that Cloud helped herself to last Sunday...

Kissable Nosie

(Pay no attention to the poor shredded plant...) (And have you ever seen such a magnificent tail?)

Interpret This

On the one hand the light makes her look a little bit sad, but on the other her fur looks gorgeous (which it is), and she looks nicely rounded out from her original skinniness (it was worse than skinniness, really).

Another Nappy Place

One Of Her Nappy Spaces

Nubia Sez

Outside is ok to look at, but I wouldn't want to live there...

Such Ears!

Such spots! Such white...!

As Promised

1 Nubie and 1/2* an Angel...

*No angels were or ever have been harmed in posting to this blog...

The Angel, The Nubie and the Commode

In the middle of the night I heard a sound or series of sounds - right there in the bedroom - which I could not identify... Turning on the light, I saw Nubia tapping various surfaces of the antique commode that's opposite the foot of the bed. Huh? As she tapped, and I watched, the little door opened and out came... Angel! Strangest of all is that fact that inside the door are 2 shelves full of stuff - no room for an Angel as far as I can tell.

Teaser

Mismn - This Nubie's for you! (And more where this came from...)

Oh, Good

She's back! I can haz naps now...

Ear Perks Up

Could it be The PoliticalCat is coming home?

Does AreToo Look Sad?

Maybe he was missing ThePoliticalCat...

Beauty Blogging

Well, being sick and still working has taken its toll, but here's a bit of last night which was lovely. Last night - really early this morning - the human woke up in advance of the alarm and dithered about what to do: Get up and do some useful things? Or wait for the alarm in the hope of storing up some rest/energy/etc. As I dithered, the moon (or the earth?) moved, and suddenly beautiful silver moonlight beamed in through the blinds of the window by the bed! The bed was frosted with bars of silver light, and the human, Petunnia and Buddy cuddled together to enjoy it. (Well, sort of: Human cuddled with each, if you know what I mean.) But the moonlight was magical, astonishing, lovely... Better than chocolate or even jewelry, actually. And as I type this, the moon is on the other side of the house, shining through the computer room window, not full anymore, but amazing in loveliness...