Friday, November 28, 2008


And yet again, cats will always lay on whatever you leave laying around. More pictures to prove my point.

Lucy on Keith's discarded socks. (Yes, he shouldn't have left his socks in the middle of the living room floor but Lucy didn't mind.)

Mimi on Keith's magazine that he left laying on the bed. How comfy and crinkly.

And Mimi on my paper bag from Office Depot-more crinkly stuff for her to lay on.

Wednesday, November 26, 2008


Yesterday every time Mimi ate something she immediately started gagging and threw it back up. Lots of times yesterday.

So, it means a trip to the vet to see what is wrong with her, and according to the internet searches that I did, it could mean all kinds of problems. I guess there is vomiting, and then there is regurgitation, which is what Mimi is doing, the food doesn't even get as far as her stomach before it comes back up. Some of the answers I found while searching this issue are sort of like when you are searching why your head hurts or something-BRAIN TUMOR!!

The internet is great and all that, but sometimes the information you get is way scarier than what's really going on. Regurgitation in animals apparently could mean poisoning, intestinal infections, or just that they're eating too fast. All do agree on one thing, take the cat to the vet if it continues.

So, just like kids getting sick on holidays and weekends, we'll have to watch her today and then take her to the vet on Friday or Saturday if she doesn't stop hacking her food up. She seems just fine other than that, yesterday she was almost being a pest jumping on my shoulders and flopping down right in front of me as I'm walking through the house. She's such a small kitty that you almost don't see her until you've tripped over her.

Thursday, November 20, 2008

Yes, Cats Will Indeed Sleep on Anything

Poor little Mimi. I had shoved Keith's shoes into the corner by his dresser so that I wouldn't trip over them, completely forgetting that Mimi likes to sleep in that corner, so...

This just doesn't look very comfortable to me, but Mimi seems to have had no trouble going to sleep on the shoes.

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Looking Out My Back Door

Creedence Clearwater Revival circa 1970 something:

Just got home from illinois, lock the front door, oh boy!
Got to sit down, take a rest on the porch.
Imagination sets in, pretty soon Im singin,

Doo, doo, doo, lookin out my back door.

Theres a giant doing cartwheels, a statue wearin high heels.
Look at all the happy creatures dancing on the lawn.
A dinosaur victrola listning to buck owens.

Doo, doo, doo, lookin out my back door.

Tambourines and elephants are playing in the band.
Wont you take a ride on the flyin spoon?
Doo, doo doo.
Wondrous apparition provided by magician.

Doo, doo, doo, lookin out my back door.

Tambourines and elephants are playing in the band.
Wont you take a ride on the flyin spoon?
Doo, doo doo.
Bother me tomorrow, today, Ill buy no sorrows.

Doo, doo, doo, lookin out my back door.

Forward troubles illinois, lock the front door, oh boy!
Look at all the happy creatures dancing on the lawn.
Bother me tomorrow, today, Ill buy no sorrows.

Doo, doo, doo, lookin out my back door.

This song is now going through my head on an endless loop after seeing the kitties doing this today.

Sunday, November 16, 2008


Do cats love to lay on your clothes? It never fails, if you fold some clean laundry on the bed, cats immediately lay on top of it. If you put the clothes you were just wearing on the bed, cats immediately lay on top of it. One of these days I'm going to do a little experiment and put random articles of clothing all over the house to see how many cats lay on it. Or will they become confused with too many choices of clothing to lay on and not lay on any? Will it freak them out if they find a pair of pants by their water dish, or a t-shirt by the couch, or some underwear in the bathroom? I'll do a laundry and cats study that I can turn into a documentary. Think I could get some government funding for my study?

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

The Art of Laziness

Bear is a very round fluffy sweet little ball of fur who has perfected the art of laziness so much that she even lays down to eat.

She daintily puts her little paw into the food dish, scoops out one piece of food onto the floor, and then eats it.

Then, after that exertion it's time for another nap!

Monday, November 10, 2008

Love Me Some LOLcats!

Who me? The dog did it. Yeah, that's what happened, it was that dog.

Saturday, November 8, 2008

My Little Helpers

Every time I go to put clean sheets on the bed the kitties radar goes into action and they leap onto the bed to see what I'm doing. It's hard to put sheets on the bed when they want to help.

I usually just end up covering them up instead of having to constantly move them out of the way.

The bed ends up looking a little lumpy, but at least it's made.

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Almost as Good as Catnip!

Pepper is such an odd cat. She's cranky and mean but also loving and sweet. Almost every time I come in the door she comes to greet me. The only time the other cats come to greet me is if I have bags of cat food in my arms.

Last night we were putting our dinner on the table and Keith got his seasoned salt that he likes to liberally pour on all his food. Pepper could smell that salt coming and jumped up on the table totally excited by that smell. Now, our table is very small and I really don't like to have to share it with a fat cranky kitty, so Keith put the salt container on the floor.

Oh, heavenly smell of season-all!!

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Buddy the Bully

This morning Buddy was his usual rambunctious self and then some. I heard poor old Mimi making some very strange meowing you're hurting me sounds and look over to see Buddy with his jaws around her neck. She is very petite and Buddy is very big and strong. I broke up the brawl but Buddy wasn't done yet. Mimi hid in the laundry basket and when I went over to give Buddy a pat on the head he decided that I looked good enough to bite, too. He wants to play rough, but doesn't realize how rough he really is. When he's in a mood, you don't want to turn your back on him unless you really want him to latch onto your calf and bite you.

I figured he needed a toy rather than another kitty or me to bite on, so I chased him into the living room to find some toys. Maybe catnip would keep him occupied for a little while? I got out the catnip, which of course made all the other cats come running, then rubbed a toy for each cat with the catnip. They're always more intrigued by someone else's toy, though, so I have to keep re-distributing the toys so that everyone can get their fix. They love that stuff! After the catnip fest, he seemed a little calmer and didn't try to rip Mimi's throat out anymore today.

Sunday, November 2, 2008


Is practicing for her new tightrope act.

Careful now!