Friday, November 30, 2007
Thursday, November 29, 2007
1. Josie was helping Mom bake a cake for Thanksgiving at Dad's work.
2. This is an old Williams-Sonoma recipe from one of the cookbooks that Mom has been making for about 14 years now.
3. It's one of those recipes where when you go to open the cookbook it opens straight to that page.
4. Josie didn't get to eat any of the cake, but Mom did let us taste the icing and let's just say YUM!
5. The cake didn't last long enough to share, but I'll ask Mom to post it on her kitchen blog soon, because I know she took pictures of it.
6. Dad said it was one of the best ones she's ever made, and the raspberries were some of the best raspberries we've found since moving to South Carolina.
7. The cake has raspberry jelly between the layers, which brings me to a funny story...
8. ... Once, when Mom was first making this cake, before we were around, Mom had another cat named Fluffy who was helping in the kitchen...
9. ... Mom was melting the jelly for the in-between layers when she touched some metal on the pan and burned her hand ...
10. ... as she burned her hand, she dropped the pan and melted raspberry jelly went all over the place, and all over Fluffy...
11. ... fortunately, Fluffy was very fluffy and did not get burned, but Mom rushed him to the bathroom and he licked and licked and licked the jelly off before Mom could get him cleaned.
12. (I bet it tasted good, but I don't know if I want jelly splattered on me...)
13. And a totally random thought ... Mom and Dad watch Lost, and really enjoyed reading Hurley's blog (OK, the actor's blog) ... it's very fun, and there's a post about them feeding the cats that they find in a parking lot near Roy's.
PS We got our Secret Paws' names! We are so excited!! And as always...Thank you, thank you, thank you to DKM!
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Warming Tracey and Clay's bed
Originally uploaded by jenianddean
When company comes it means we have increased responsibility. Maggie's job was one of the high-demand jobs around the house -- warming up the guest bed. Mom and Dad try to stop us from doing this when Aunt Tiff comes (something about allergies) but Maggie was all over this job before Tracey and Clay and Garrett came for Thanksgiving. You can see how hard she's concentrating on her nap here. That's dedication.
Monday, November 26, 2007
So whatcha thinking about Huggy Bear?
Originally uploaded by jenianddean
We had company for Thanksgiving. Mom and Dad's friends Tracey and Clay flew in from Iowa and brought their two-and-a-half-year-old son Garrett with them. Garrett was fascinated with us, but Huggy Bear (Huddy Bear to Garrett, whose nose was stuffed up) was the one who was Mancat enough to dare to be near Garrett. Maybe it was because HB weighed the draw of the turkey scent over the fear of sticky fingers, maybe he was drawn in by someone who wanted to play feathers-on-a-stick with him, but by the end of the weekend Garrett was sitting in Dad's lap watching Conjunction Junction over and over again (he liked trains a lot) and HB was laying pressed up against Dad's leg letting Garrett gently pat him. Although we were a little out of sorts with the little guy around, it's only been a day and we miss him already.
Thursday, November 22, 2007
Since this is Thanksgiving, it is time for us to give thanks.
Maggie said she is thankful for her orange blanket that she loves to sleep on and nuzzle, for treats, and her high napping spot in the garage.
Huggy Bear is thankful for morning treats when Dad first goes downstairs, for Maggie who always wants to hang out with him, and for not getting fussed at when he begs for turkey.
Josie is thankful for brushes under her chin, and the coat closet hiding place, and special Mom time when Josie gets under the covers and snuggles against Mom's leg at night.
I am thankful for my sink to nap in, my catstand to nap in, and brushes on the corner of my mouth.
We are all thankful for our family, our wonderful blogging friends and the good health of everyone.
Have a Happy Thanksgiving and I hope everyone gets some turkey today!
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Mom and Dad just love how she rests her chin on her little paw. I guess as sisters go I could have done worse...
Friday, November 16, 2007
PS Aunt Tiffy - I will trim my toesies before you come and visit for Christmas. I know how my toesie floof bothers you. But if I trim my toesie floof for you, what are you going to do for me? I hope whatever it is it comes in the shape of catnip or a new mousie. Thanks!!
Thursday, November 15, 2007
I'll tell the rest of the story this afternoon.
As Paul Harvey would say, and now for the rest of the story...
You see, Mom and Dad have company coming for Thanksgiving (well, I guess technically we all have company coming, but Mom and Dad are doing all the prep work for the visitors), and Dad was putting the towels away last night. As he did this, Huggy Bear rushed into the linen closet and curled up in the bottom. Well, Dad saw HB there and left the linen closet open until HB decided he was done. It was late and Dad did a quick check (obviously too quick) and thought the closet was empty and shut the door and went to sleep. There were no audible protests from Maggie, and Mom and Dad didn't even notice us come to her rescue and camp out at the door as we sometimes do when one of us is locked in somewhere.
Fast forward to morning, to top things off, Dad overslept by almost an hour. So poor Maggie wasn't just stuck in the linen closet, she was stuck in the linen closet for an extra hour. Dad woke to realize that his carpool ride was sitting in the driveway. He called her to say to go on without him and he went to the linen closet to get a clean towel and wash cloth (good thing he's dirty and showers every day!) and when he opened the linen closet there was little Maggie, curled up in the bottom of the linen closet in a nest of wash clothes she had pulled down. She had picked at the carpet some like she had tried to dig her way out, but there were no "accidents" (although Dad may get an "accident" on his pillow if he does this again...). Maggie got some "we're so sorry" treats from Mom and now she's acting OK, hanging out with Mom and cleaning her a little.
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Originally uploaded by jenianddean
Maggie loves to smack her toys under the couch. The way she tells mom and dad that her favorites are under there is she gets down really low, and stares under the couch like there is a bug under there. Then dad or mom gets down and looks under the couch. It's really hard to tell what you are going to find under there. This day it was a green crinkle ball, an orange ball, a green mouse, and a Dots candy box from Halloween. Maggie loves to play with candy wrappers. Silly sister!
Monday, November 12, 2007
1. I snore.
2. I like to sleep in the bathroom sink in the summer when it's hot outside.
3. When I'm snoring in the sink upstairs Mom and Dad can hear it from the living room downstairs just below the bathroom ... I guess the sink becomes an amplifier.
4. When my brother Huggy Bear chases me and we're running around upstairs sometimes Mom and Dad wonder if a person is running around because it sounds so loud.
5. When I was a kitten Mom and Dad put the harness on me and took me out in the snow ... still can't figure out what that was all about!
6. There's a hidden storage room over the garage that I really want to explore but Dad just won't let me in, even though I sit by the door and stare at it. Something about it "not being safe."
7. When none of the other cats are around, I like to play ball with Dad like a kitten, but when they come around I act like a mature grown cat who doesn't have time for that foolishness (although I do really like smacking the ball out of the air!).
Feel free to pick up the tag and carry it on (I'm sorry, I'm bad about passing these things along...) but if you want to do it, take it and run!
Friday, November 09, 2007
PS Josie would like to thank all the kitties for their kind words yesterday. Mom and dad are looking for a new pink mousie. Pink mousie did have a twin, Orange mousie, but he's been MIA for about 3 weeks.
Thursday, November 08, 2007
Wednesday, November 07, 2007
Tuesday, November 06, 2007
Monday, November 05, 2007
It's been a lot of fun seeing everyone else dressed up too ... keep up the good work!
Saturday, November 03, 2007
Friday, November 02, 2007
Originally uploaded by jenianddean
Mom decided to floof up Josie the other night. As you can tell Josie is not amused. The rest of us thought it was funny. Mom said it looks like she is wearing a puffy shirt.
Thursday, November 01, 2007
1. We had a frost warning the other night, so Dad had brought all our potted plants in from the deck, front porch and back yard.
2. When he looked out to check on us, only Huggy Bear and Maggie were in the garage.
3. They were huddled around one of the bigger plants. The leaves and branches hang down to the ground.
4. Dad thought they were getting some leaves, or maybe the string of a folding camp chair in a bag.
5. But when Dad moved the chair, the string was still there -- and it was black with yellow bands.
6. It wasn't a string at all. It was an S-N-A-K-E! (About as big around as a pencil and maybe six to eight inches long.)
7. Dad scooped up Maggie and slid her inside, shutting the door behind her. Then grabbed Huggy Bear (twice, he wiggled out of Dad's hands the first time). When he went to put HB in, Maggie flew back out into the garage and straight to the snake. Maggie was ejected again (this time he used Maggie to block HB coming out).
8. Dad had Mom check for Josie and me to make sure we were inside and not hiding in the garage somewhere. (At this point, Mom didn't know what was going on.)
9. When the coast was clear Dad opened the big door and, using the broom, invited the snake to go explore somewhere else. The snake headed out into the side yard toward the neighbor's house. (Dad was torn between his respect for all creatures and the sanctity of his house, and left the snake with the warning that next time he gets the shovel instead of the broom.)
10. When Dad came in and told Mom it gave her the heebie-jeebies (although I looked hard and couldn't see any heebies or jeebies).
11. To give Mom peace of mind Dad went back into the garage (had to fight HB and Maggie back again) and swept out the garage, inspected plants, shook out sheets and comforters lying around to check for a nest or other freeloaders. (The sheets and comforters are to cover the storage stuff in the garage, and for us to nap on -- we're not slobs, really, we're not.)
12. Dad found nothing, but cleaned out some leaves and mulch from some of the plants to make sure everything was clear.
13. Mom says no more garage time for us for a while. She's afraid the snake could have come inside, but we've assured her that we'd hunt it for her and protect her if it tried to get sneaky.
[Update: Dad thinks it is a non-venomous Eastern King Snake. He found pictures of what it kinda looked like, and pictures of what it might grow into. Mom saw these and said, "YIKES! That might eat kittens!" But Dad assured her that it wouldn't.]