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before that it was little metal memo clips. that made a cool skittering sound across the floor. |
collect for the robot she is constructing. anything metal and small enough to be carried is carefully stored in her food dish. |
He waits until about four in the morning, after he and the big cats have had a merry round of chase the jingly ball. First he rolls around on the table like a sexpot, making peculiar noises. And then, suddenly, he steels himself to the task, leaps down, and pulls every chair in the house over in the course of about thirty seconds. My landlords must think I'm insane. Or being beaten. It might be one of the top ten most annoying things ever. Right now he is determined to take out this spider which is making the rounds of the bedroom. He's very dedicated to this task. Now that I'm packing, all the cats are trying to get into the boxes. Several times they have been successful, and then regretted it and tried to get out, only to discover that they are stuck to the box with packing tape. Then they cry until someone comes and rescues them. I also got them a laser to chase, which Loki and Mr S both love, but Bell is having none of it. He looks faintly bored whenever the laser comes out, and after Loki and Shadow have gone insane racing around after it for a few minutes, he sighs and retreats to the bedroom. I don't know if he can't see it, or just understands that it's nothing he should care about. Loki's laser obsession has also transferred onto any reflected point of light (tea, phone, mirror, etc) and anything that jingles, since the laser is on a keychain. This seems to confuse houseguests. |
I moved in with my girlfriend a couple of months ago. She already had two cats and a dog, so the pet transition was...interesting. But all is cool now. When Georgia the dog barks, which is often, Max just gives her the "fuck you" look and wanders away. There's still tension between Zuzu (young female cat) and Max, but Max is an old fighter, even without his front claws. He holds his own. but the real magic has been with Toby, the middle aged male cat. Max has sort of taken Toby under his wing and taught him a few moves. They play chase each other around. So now Max is playing with toys again, and romping around like when he was a kitty. It's kewl. :) |
She has a mouse too that she brings to either me or andrew when she wants to play. Its so cute. Molly is indiferent, but a laser pointer will have her racing round - while Ferg will climb walls to get that damn red dot thing. Bear watches. He just had another shot for his lukemia - and he's a bit scraggly at the moment. But soon he will be better, and whilst not playful will at least purr and cuddle and talk. |
toys (including ones from Platy and Loki) and all she wants to play with is crumpled pieces of paper. When she was little she liked her toys and used to bring them to bed. Many a morning I would wake up with a cat teaser poking me in the butt. Her annoying thing is that she likes to push things off the coffee table, especially glasses of water. I'll be bringing her to Ohio in a few weeks. That will be fun. After a few days of the hissing and the growlies, she'll be chasing space ghost's tail and making futile attempts to include Seke in the fun. |
I've noticed that Mr Shadow seems to be getting younger too. He's not so into playing with Loki because Loki can be rough sometimes, but he's been obsessed with the throw rug in the living room lately. And he's always trying to get Mr Bell to play. It's funny how we get toys for cats and they pretty much ignore them in favour of paper pulled out of the waste bin, hair ties, mail, and all the other myriad things they really shouldn't be playing with. For the longest time all my outgoing mail would be punctured before making it to the post office. |
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Noodles and Vespa think it's their god. They see you pull it out and it's crazy time. They'll chase it for hours without ever getting bored, when you put it down they get quite upset. Vespa and Noodles are a psycho team. They'll run at each other and then do this Matrix style thing where they jump and continue fighting in mid-air. Then they land and do it again. Pixel is such a whore. I've never met a cat that was so starved for attention. I think it's because she spent most of her kittenhood locked alone in a basement until my sister stole her from the neglectful owner. When you're on the computer she will jump up on your lap and sit right down on the keyboard and look at you like "Oh, were you working? Behold my fuzzyness!" Then if you put her down on the floor she'll jump up your back and wrap around your neck like a scarf and start chewing on your ear. She can not be ignored. She'll sleep on your face if you let her. Whore. All the girls love plastic bags and ribbon. One day Pixel jumped into a cardboard box and the lid closed. And she tried to get out except that every time her head popped out, Noodles jumped up and swatted the flap closed, right onto Pixel's head. It went on forever. I laughed till i cried. |
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He recently acquired a ball of yarn in which he showed no interest until he realized that it unraveled. Now my living room is yarn art. He will jam himself between me and my laptop if I try to use it. He doesn't know what to do about my PDA though. At night, he sometimes bites my toes. |
at night and early in the morning she crawles on my chest, walks around in a circles before deciding to sit on my face. when i push her away, she turns around again she will rub her face against mine (i have seen her do this to the side of a cardboard box). she used to nibble my nose in the morning, now she sometimes kneads my shoulder. when she was little she used to sharpen her claws on my head. the cutest thing she's done lately is fall asleep on my chest using one of my boobs for a pillow. |
cats are so weird..i guess that's why we like 'em.. |
Actually, all of the kitties are asleep right now. I think it might be the rain. Usually they watch the farmer's market on Wednesdays, since it's in the street right in front of the house. But today they can't muster up the will to leave the bedroom. Shadow keeps trying to slowly move himself onto the laptop keyboard, which is his preferred sleeping spot. |
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uses his paw to drink water, which is hilarious. |
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Lately he's been really into waste bins. He likes to pull the liners out and curl up in the emptied trash receptacle. |
well...i don't know about you..but in my house we use plates..sheesh.. its hard keeping them off things...anyone have any luck with that? i just can't be bothered..it's not that important to me..if you're fussy about everything then you don't have pets..especially not in door ones |
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Some disclaimers: 1. Kitty is a well-fed, indoor/outdoor cat with claws and instincts intact. 2. Snakes gotta eat too. |
the picture on the outside of the frozen mouse parts makes me laugh..mice in ice skates.. but your snake is probably too into the hunt of the LIVE ones |
And Mr S, for some reason, refuses to go into the bathroom. I don't know if he's afraid of the bathroom, or just not interested, or what. Once he got in there by accident and hightailed it out of there so fast I thought he'd seen a spook. |
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In the summer, when it gets warmer, he hangs out in the shower because the tiles stay cool all day. |
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I just washed out his water fountain a few minutes ago. It was extremely overdue. A bunch of -- something -- had taken up residency in the filter, so I assume it's time to replace that. Speaking of gross water, a section of my city has a mandatory water boil advisory because some contractor hooked up a sewer line to the city water supply, and it wasn't discovered for several days. Fortunately, I'm not in it. |
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the raw meat diet and they shouldn't need to drink water, she worries about them if they seem to be needing water. |
I am a big fan of raw/balanced diets, and the big cats eat mostly raw, but Loki has irritable bowel so I have to be very careful about what he eats, and raw meat doesn't agree with him very much. They have a filtering fountain, which they pretty much ignore. The big cats drink out of their water dish on the counter or turn the tap on when they're thirsty--Loki plays with all water just because he likes it, I think. If I had a bathtub I'm sure he would swim. |
Molly and Ferg will both get in the shower to drink. Bear sits on the counter to get pats from Pandyr when he gets out. My old cat Duff used to eat fish food. Sometimes you'd come home and it would be all over the floor and all over his paws and face. |
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i thought of you... but then i was pissed off she annouced it to the whole store (GO FREAKIN LOOK FOR THEM YOU LAZY COW)...... and you know by this time i'm envisioning it being suspended in a hot garage above a hungry cat |
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think the cats are afraid of being attacked by something [each other] when they are half-way through. bastards. just kidding about the bastards thing. |
it is kind of sad. she jumps half through, then wiggles her fatty folds through. they get caught behind her, bunched up like when you push a cartoon animal through a small hole. she is a cartoon animal. she has a patch of belly where the fur is wearing off. from the squeezing through. |
And I have learned that no litter is non-tracking. I use Feline Pine because: a. It smells good. You know that wierd, ammonianate smell that lingers around litterboxes? I thought that was a cat pee thing--it's actually the "neutralizing" chemicals they put in that wierd clumping litter. When the cats pee in Feline Pine, it smells like I'm in a pine forest on a breezy afternoon. b. It's flushable. c. It's made from products that would otherwise go to waste, so it satisfies the dirty hippie in me. d. The tracking isn't too awful, partly because I have an uber-anti tracking litterbox, though. So it's hard to chalk it all up to the Pine. But it's not dusty, so it doesn't leave trails of litter grossness everywhere and impair breathing. Which is nice. |
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