Thursday, July 31, 2008
1. Fleas -- a complete pain, and one we had to deal with when Josie, HB and Maggie came into the house.
2. "Palmetto bugs" (aka roaches) -- they are fun for us to hunt, but Mom is less than thrilled when one shows up.
3. Lizards -- OK, this guy moved to the top of the list on Tuesday. Until then, they were just a nice little distraction when she was outside in the yard.
4. Ants -- honestly, we don't even notice these, but Mom says they exist and are a pain.
5. Flies -- more good hunting, but just a pest.
6. Moths -- less of a hassle, but good sport.
7. Earwigs -- these "mini" scorpions are freaky when you find one and they point their little pincher up at you. These make for good tub hockey pucks.
8. Spiders -- more fun hunting, especially in the garage.
9. Snakes -- no love lost with the snakes. Fortunately, none have come into the house, just the one in the garage last year.
10. Mice -- never had a mouse in the house here. We had a little one in Iowa, but he got one look at me and we never saw him again!
11. Frogs -- they just freak Mom out, and she can't explain why. Sometimes we'll get one in the garage, but never in the house.
12. Birds -- OK, birds aren't creepy or crawly, but they do freak Mom out. Kind of like frogs, she can't explain it. They just do.
13. Lizards -- after Tuesday, worth mentioning twice. Yikes!
[Update: I guess this could be 13b, because I can't believe I forgot Mosquitoes. Something we don't hunt, but Mom and Dad do. They are particularly bad here in South Carolina this time of year.]
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Mom knew she'd have to capture the lizard herself, and quickly, because she needed to go get Dad from work, and didn't want to leave the lizard in the house (to hide somewhere, or be hunted).
Mom ushered HB and Maggie out of the bathroom. She wanted to try to get a box to put the lizard in, but didn't want to leave the lizard in the bathroom, and all four of us were at the door investigating the commotion on the other side, and digging and pawing at the door. When HB had the lizard cornered, the lizard was perfectly still, but now that it was just Mom and the lizard, things were starting to heat up. Mom dropped the bath mat on the lizard in an attempt to capture it, but the lizard just went wacko. Mom let out an aaah, aaaAAHH, AAAAAHHH because the lizard was thrashing around and flicking his tail and looking at Mom sideways and blinking at her in a threatening way and skating all around the slick bathroom floor. And it was fast, and big and Mom wasn't really sure how she was going to, first, catch it, and second, get it out of the house. So quick thinking, Mom chased the lizard/mini-Komodo Dragon up the shower curtain (where it either bled or defensively oozed onto the white curtain), and tricked it into "escaping" into the trash can. Then Mom covered the trash can with the bath mat and rushed the lizard outside (much to the entertainment of the neighbor, Mom is sure). Later, Mom saw no sign of the lizard, so it survived enough to go somewhere else, hopefully far away.
Huggy Bear was pretty proud of himself, and took a well-deserved rest. He praised Mom for her lizard hunting skills, and gave her the title Lizard Hunter Extraordinaire, and said that should be on a badge or certificate. (Mom hopes to never have to use those skills again.)
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
She has a hard time deciding where to snoopervise from because Mom likes to sit on Maggie's orange blanket, so sometimes Maggie will curl up beside Mom. Snoopervising can be a little exhausting, though, and often times she falls asleep.
But if she doesn't fall asleep beside Mom, sometimes she'll convince Dad to make a tent out of his legs and she'll sleep there instead. She's convinced that this helps Mom and Dad beat the game.
I need to get my Q pictures in ... Have you done yours?
Monday, July 28, 2008
You see, a while back Dad found where one of us had torn a hole in the hose from the dryer to the wall. Dad repaired it, but noticed that ever since he fixed it the dryer just wasn't drying like it should. The clothes were damp and humid, although the dryer was getting hot, and the clothes would have to go through several cycles to get dry.
Dad had checked the hose for lint when he was fixing it, so he knew that was clear. Mom and Dad had tried to vacuum the line from the wall to the outside, but the shop vac hose couldn't handle the bend.
Well, every now and then I would walk in to the laundry room, to the dryer hose, and look at it, trying to get Dad to understand that there was something going on. But he just wasn't paying attention. Well, finally, on Sunday, Dad finally got the idea. He went outside, on a ladder (because the washer and dryer are in the room above the garage), and look in the vent from the outside. Apparently one of the outside flaps had gotten stuck open and a bird had nested in the vent. No wonder we were so curious about the dryer vent.
Fortunately, the bird realized this was a bad place for a nest, and had abandoned it. Dad got the nest all cleaned out, and the dryer is drying again. Now, think how less aggravated Dad could have been if he had only listened to his #1 Mancat weeks ago!
On that note, I think I'm going to do some much deserved resting on Mom's little craft cabinet. Problem-solving for Dad is hard work.
Saturday, July 26, 2008
The other day, we were hanging out, the three of us sharing the zebra tail wand toy.
But Maggie got mad at the toy and decided to wrestle it instead.
Friday, July 25, 2008
Josie was the first to get up in the chair and check it out. It has that new chair smell and Josie was sure to get a good whiff. (With her eye issue, she's getting more "opportunities" than the rest of us, and while HB and I are getting a little jealous of the attention, we can't totally begrudge her.)
Maggie hopped up in the chair after Josie got down to see what Josie was sniffing. Meanwhile, Huggy Bear searched around and behind the chair. He liked the tag that you're not supposed to remove, that Dad removed.
It's also a Finally Friday because Mom and Dad finally got home last night after being gone almost all day. Dad left at 7:15 a.m. and Mom around 10 a.m. and they didn't return until almost 11 p.m. because they were working down at the theatre where Mom helps in the box office. So we were glad that they finally came home. They haven't really even had time to sit in the new chair that they were so so so excited about. Maybe they'll sit in it tonight.
Thursday, July 24, 2008
In yesterday's post, Maggie was looking at all her cat hairs (and dust) floating in the air, catching the late afternoon sunlight.
Josie gets real squinty after the ointment is put in her eye, but the Flurbi is eye drops, and although she's not a big fan of getting the drops in her eye, it looks much better after she gets them in (and it has an anti-inflammatory in it, which Mom and Dad think is really going to help).
1. Nap in the bathroom sink. The coolest, cool place to be.
2. Nap in the cat stand. It has great ventilation for my undercarriage.
3. Nap on the guest bathroom floor. Bathrooms are always cooler.
4. Nap on the air vent.
5. Nap on the cement floor in the garage. Hot in the garage, but cool on your belly.
6. Nap in the middle of the kitchen floor. Cool, plus you're in the way so you'll get pets.
7. Nap in the dark closet, preferably on the duffel bag.
8. Nap on the tile half-wall in the bathroom. Tile is always cool.
9. Nap in the downstairs hall closet ... it's near an air exchange.
10. Nap in the room with the ceiling fan on (if the ceiling fan doesn't freak you out).
11. Nap on the dryer (when it's not running).
12. Nap in the sink (it's worth mentioning twice).
13. Drink plenty of ice water. Hey, it couldn't all be napping, could it?
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Now they suspect that she had an old Herpes infection in her eye that has been aggravated by the abrasion to her eye. Mom explained that there are different types of Herpes viruses, and this is not the kind you get from kissing disreputable boys. The V-E-T is calling in an order for another eye ointment. Oh Josie was mad. Mad mad mad. And she told Mom all about it on the way home, and more once they got home. She wasn't necessarily mad at Mom, just mad at the situation (and the V-E-T).
Also, Josie's mats and dry skin may be a result of the indoor cat formula we have been eating, so we may all be upgrading our food, too. Fortunately, and coincidentally, Sweet Praline's Mom brought in some treats and food samples that Praline is not at all interested in, so we have some stuff to try.
And just to spite the V-E-T, Josie's eye is looking better tonight, about 80 percent improved, although slightly squinty. Hopefully with things settling down we'll be able to visit more today. I was, sadly, absent from the blogosphere yesterday, and with all the stress of Josie and Mom and the V-E-T we really needed the calm of visiting you guys.
Monday, July 21, 2008
Saturday, July 19, 2008
Maggie is looking in the bag to see what Mom and Dad were working on. Mom planned a baby shower for one of the ladies in Dad's office (who is probably having the baby right now...) and as a favor Mom wrapped up Blow Pops and Tootsie Pops with a note saying "Guess who's gonna pop?" So Maggie wanted to help with this project, and by help, I mean eat the ribbon. So the suckers ended up in the bag, which Maggie found very curious.
Here are the sucks from the shower where they were safe from the toothy death.
Friday, July 18, 2008
We all have been taking turns in this excellent box. Josie likes to hunker down in the box when Mom and Dad are watching TV. Look how much better her left eye is doing! She's about 80 percent improved.
Maggie and Josie played with the paper from inside the box too. Maggie put the gold sparkle ball on the paper, then pounced it and slid across the kitchen floor. Josie had to come and see what was going on. We've all been taking turns lying on the paper to see how flat we can make it.
Thursday, July 17, 2008
I need to thank Sweet Praline for giving me the cool cat award. I am so glad that I was the one to introduce her to the Cat Blogosphere and that she has had so much fun doing it.
I know that I am supposed to pass this along to five other cat bloggers, and I promise that I will, but I'm a bit distracted with worrying about Josie.
And now, for the Thursday Thirteen. I heard Mom say to Dad that, after she lifted me yesterday, she thought I was feeling a little "extra floofy" and that I "may have put on some floof" which concerns me because it sure sounds like diet talk to me. So for my Thursday Thirteen, I offer thirteen weight control issues...
1. There are two big boys, and two little girls in our house. If they put us on a diet, won't that mean that the girls lose out on their good food too?
2. We all know the ladies dig the extra floof.
3. I come from big cats so I'm actually just right.
4. What, do they expect me to exercise? If Dad can't get his happy heinie out of bed in the morning to do a few minutes on the treadmill, then what do they expect out of me.
5. More cat means more to snuggle with.
6. I need this insulation for when Maggie pounces.
7. If I lose weight I won't be able to do a widebody Wednesday post.
8. I'm trying to hang with Fat Eric.
9. I don't eat treats ...
10. ... I hardly eat stinky goodness ...
11. ... what could they take away?
12. Sure, I want to be healthy. Don't we all? Maybe we need to come up with a lifestyle plan for me.
13. Or maybe it's time to redefine "normal" cat size.
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Josie's hurt eye
Originally uploaded by jenianddean
We think Josie and Maggie got into a tussle and Josie's little eye got scratched. We have put some meds in it, but she is going to the V-E-T today. We know that Maggie feels bad because they were only playing and Maggie keeps trying to give Josie a bath to make up with her.
Please send Josie purrs that her little eye is ok. Mom and dad are worried sick (because we all know about Maggie and her little eye.)
Here's Josie talking to mom in the car on the way to the VET.
Monday, July 14, 2008
Here I am giving Mom an idea of how much paper she will need for the drawer: a little less than one Jasper-cat worth, I would say.
Oops, how did Maggie sneak into a Mancat Monday post? I think she just wanted to show off how much smaller she is than I am. If she had as much floof as me, maybe she wouldn't look so small...
Sunday, July 13, 2008
Just like any project, supervision is required. Huggy Bear was first on the scene when Mom and Dad started moving tables around. He perched on the back of the couch. Josie had to sniff the table. Maggie snuck (sneaked?) in from behind the couch, attacked Huggy Bear, then ducked back behind the couch.
After everything was back in place, the girls lost interest, but Huggy Bear liked his perch and decided to hang out. We tend to forget about these couches and how comfortable they are until Mom or Dad come in here and we find them again.
Saturday, July 12, 2008
She was a kitten in this picture and I wanted to make sure that she knew she was part of the family, and not a foster cat, so I would hang out with her and snuggle with her like a good supportive brother should.
And since we're hunting way back into kitten pictures, here's one of Mom and Dad's favorites of Josie and Huggy Bear as kittens.
Josie and Huggy Bear snuggles together a lot when they were babies. They snuggle less now, but they are still very supportive of each other.
Friday, July 11, 2008
It's a good thing I didn't have any boogers.
Thursday, July 10, 2008
As we all know, there are so many deserving of this award. I want to pass this award along to a couple of bloggers out there who keep me going:
and Scooby, Shaggy and Scout
Wednesday, July 09, 2008
Tuesday, July 08, 2008
Huggy Bear had a really good photo day last week. Anyone who has tried to photograph their black cats knows what a challenge it can be. Huggy Bear makes it a little more challenging by moving a lot when Mom and Dad are trying to get his picture.
Huggy was sitting near the window, relaxing in the warm, natural light. This helped so that the picture could actually show his face. Mom is always saying what a handsome Mancat he is, but usually the pictures don't show it.
He is a very kind, playful little brother, but these pictures show his intensity, too, which you usually don't see. Of course, even at his most intense, he's still a half-second away from purring for Mom.
Monday, July 07, 2008
Look out, Josie, here comes Branden!
We survived the fireworks, although they do seem to keep going off randomly now. But on top of all the fireworks, we also had horrible thunderstorms! Seems we're getting loud noises coming and going.
Sunday, July 06, 2008
Mom, will you forgive me for chasing Evan and hissing?
Friday, July 04, 2008
Maggie is showing how she protects her mouse as she enjoys a nip cigar in celebration of the Fourth. If the fireworks get too loud, have your parents protect you like this.
Thursday, July 03, 2008
Link to the one who tagged you.
List the rules on your blog.
Tell about six unspectacular quirks of yours.
Tag some blogger friends with links.
Leave a comment on their blog to let them know they've been tagged.
So here goes ... six quirks:
1. We have a plant stand that I have turned into a cat stand and I like to sleep in the top with my furs poking through for ventilation.
2. I also like to sleep in the sink, but only in the one that Mom and Dad use (the stopper in the other one won't stay up).
3. If Mom is on the computer I will jump up and block the screen until she pets me, then I will lay down just under the screen.
4. I spend most of my time upstairs.
5. If I eat treats, I prefer them out of the food bowl, and by myself. If Maggie, Huggy or Josie come around I won't eat them.
6. I like to lay in bed with my Mom or my Dad, but usually when only one of them is in bed.
I tag Tybalt! Enjoy...
Wednesday, July 02, 2008
Tuesday, July 01, 2008
Jasper in the cabinet
Originally uploaded by jenianddean
The other day I was just trying to find some peace and quiet, so I decided to get myself all tucked in a big bowl in the cabinet. Just as I circled myself up in the bowl, look who came in to visit. Maggie of course.
She is such a little stinker. And then to top it off, Huggy Bear followed her into the cabinet.
Ugh! Little sisters and brothers!