Happy to have them home

Mom and Dad made a quick trip* to Cincinnati for Thanksgiving to visit Dad's family. They hadn't seen them for a proper visit since last Thanksgiving. But now they are back home and Loki can't purr enough now that they are back. He's been laying on Dad for almost 30 minutes just purring and purring. Thankfully they aren't going away again soon. 

*Quick trip = left Wednesday and returned Saturday. The drive from Columbia to Cincinnati is about nine hours with traffic and gas stops. So Mom and Dad are a little tired. They were very cautious with the virus surging so they could have a good, safe visit. 

Rest In Peace Max

Yesterday was a tough day for the Cat Blogosphere. Our old dear friend Max crossed the Rainbow Bridge at 19-1/2 years old. He was, at least in my mind, THE veteran of the cat bloggers. His blog was almost exactly one year older than ours and he was one of our first friends back when you could visit every blog in about 30 minutes. I can't believe we've "known" him for 16 years. He truly set the standard for blogging cats. 

We've been sending all our purrs to his Mom today. It's doubly hard since Max's brother Buddah passed not too long ago. Please send some purrs their way. 

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I have been a lot more patient with Aslan after earlier in the week hissing at him all day. It's taken some time, but I'm getting used to his constant attention. Give a little extra love to the special people in your life today. Life is a precious and fragile thing.  

Missing Mom

Mom has been away for almost three weeks, but she comes home tomorrow. I'm keeping her side of the bed warm for her. We've missed her terribly but Dad has been here to make sure we get loved on and get lots of treats. 

(Mom's dad took a tumble playing golf and hit his head. He got a concussion, and while it is serious we feared worse. Still, he needed some assistance and Mom was fortunate to be able to go and help him. That being said, she's as ready to come home as we are to have her back.) 

Happy (belated) Blogoversary

Happy belated blogoversary to us! Jasper started this blog 16 years ago on October 25, before I was even born, as a way to share some pictures and a couple of stories, mainly about the kittens that became Josie and Huggy Bear. We never imagined that 16 years later it would still be going, even if I don't update as frequently as he did. And we definitely never imagined the friendships that would come from this. That's the best part. Thanks for being with us all these years!

I’m trying to sleep here!

Sometimes you just need to cover your eyes and curl up real tight to sleep on the couch while Dad watched TV. 

Aslan’s first box

This might just be the first time that Aslan has discovered the joy of the box. Dad left this out for me, and I was in it earlier, then tonight while watching football Aslan came in and settled down for a few minutes. It didn't last too long, but I think he's figuring it out. 

No motion detected

Mom and Dad have security cameras in the house that they can use to check on us. Today Loki was napping in front of one. He set off the motion detector when he curled up to nap, then was perfectly still for the next 20 minutes before setting it off again. He's getting really good at this napping thing. 

Rest In Peace Buddah

Our dear old friend Buddah crossed the Bridge earlier this week after a brief illness. He's been one of our blogging friends since we started blogging forever ago. We are heartbroken  for his brother Max, who was the second or third visitor to our blog, and his Mom and Dad. We're sending all our purrs their way. Please keep them in your thoughts. 

Loving Loki

Sometimes Loki will just crawl up Mom and insist on getting love from her. It really is about the sweetest thing (next to everything I do). 

Two years ago, plus a silly brother.

It's hard to believe it was two years ago that my big sister Josie crossed the Bridge. She was a good big sister, even if she hissed at me a lot. Now that I have two little brothers I completely understand. I know Mom and Dad miss that sweet girl. 

Ever feel like someone's watching you?

So last night I was on the low shelf on the coffee table and Aslan thought he'd be silly and try to get me through the glass. He was a little put out that he couldn't get to me. Little brothers are always entertaining. 

Yoga Cat

I've been working on my Reclining Cat pose for yoga. Look how I'm bringing my lower legs up to a right angle. (I'm not sure if Reclining Cat is a real yoga pose, but I'm making it one.) 

This morning I was super kitteny. The boys have been playing with the underside of the box spring so Mom had to move the king mattress and put fitted sheets upside down on the box springs. I was snoopervising from the window sill and decided to jump to the top of one of the box springs that was on its side (about a six foot jump). Mom told me to remember what I did when I'm sore later tonight. She's also convinced that I'm more spry than I let on and that I'm just playing Mom and Dad for attention. 

Happy Gotcha Day!

Happy Gotcha Day to Loki and Aslan! We've come a long way in one year. I don't hiss at them as much, and they have really come into their own. They even do yoga with me (and Mom and Dad). They are still very much kittens, though. Yesterday Loki successfully made a hole in the bottom of the box springs of Mom and Dad's bed and made himself a little clubhouse. Mom shut it down quickly with a blanket under the box springs, and Loki pouted a little, bit a few treats and some love made it all better. This past year has had some challenges for us all, but these kittens have made things much better. 

Dynamite!

I love my nip Dynamite! I've had this one for quite some time but I won't give it up. It still makes me happy. I can lick it, rub my face on it, or kick it. And it makes me feel like a kitten, even though I'm 15. I've been feeling pretty spry lately which makes Mom and Dad very happy. Maybe I need a little more nip in my daily routine to keep my spirits up. 

Busy Aslan

Aslan had a very busy Tuesday! He loves to fetch things for Mom and Dad. One of his favorite games is "foil ball" where Mom and Dad will make a ball out of Hershey Kisses wrappers and throw it for him. He will either bat it out of the air, or go chasing after it and return it to Mom or Dad for them to throw it again.


Tuesday, he decided to fetch some things from the kitchen. This is the lid to Mom's water bottle for the exercise bike. It was on the kitchen counter.

But the one that got him was when he brought Mom a jalapeno from the counter. Mom thought he was bringing her a bug (it's happened before), but then she realized it was a hot pepper. Poor little guy was panting and uncomfortable. Mom noticed a few teeth marks in the pepper from where he carried it, and got him some milk to neutralize the heat. He was OK, but I think he learned a lesson too.

Birthday Stinky Goodness

I almost forgot to post my birthday Stinky Goodness pictures!


Dad made me a Stinky Goodness cake in the shape of a 15 for my fifteenth birthday! This has been our tradition for as long as I can remember. It was very tasty!


I was even nice and shared some with my brothers. They didn't even make me hiss!


Here's the "cake" before I started eating it.

Thanks for the birthday wishes! I'm not as spry as the kittens are, but I still have my kitteny moments, and still climb on the back of the couch to watch the sassy squirrel on the deck. Now, back to my nap...

Happy birthday to ME!

  

Happy birthday to Me! Today is my 15th birthday. Today is also Mom's birthday! Mom got a new Apple Watch for her birthday, and I got the Target bag, which, if you ask me, is much cooler. 

Later tonight I'll have a Stinky Goodness cake and I'll post more pictures. And probably get lots of treats. 

Aslan’s new trick

I found a new place to hang out, lounging on this great IKEA pillow on the couch in the front parlor where the morning sun washes over me. It's super comfy. 

So Aslan has a new thing he's started doing (and I hope he doesn't stop now that I'm talking about it). Aslan doesn't like top nap at Kitty Cat Nap Time when Loki and I are napping. So a few times last week he went up to Mom and pat-patted her on the leg to get her attention and then curled up in her arms so she could hold him like a a baby. The first day he let her hold him for about 20 minutes and about 10 the second day. It really was the sweetest thing. 

All in our own spots

Last night Dad caught us all hanging out on the couch together. You can see that I've trained the kittens to stay in their own zone. We can hang out together, just not too close together. (Baby steps in this relationship.)

(Also, Dad wanted me to tell you the blankets are from when Mom and Dad went out of town this weekend and they are there to limit the cat hair on the couch. They know when they're gone we just camp out on the couches waiting for them to return.)

Sleepy boys

Being a busy one-year-old McKitten-Cat can be very tiring for these boys.


Loki got in a really big yawn before his mid-morning nap.


Aslan is all stretched out and showing off his floofy goodness! I know Mom and Dad love that floofy belly.

Aslan woke Mom up in the middle of the night two nights ago to show her that I was sleeping in his cat bed instead of mine. It really was the cutest thing. He nudged Mom, and when she got up he led her to the cat bed, then looked at Mom as if to say, "What are we going to do about this?"

I hope all of you are getting in some good naps too.

Missing HB

Yesterday marked one year since Huggy Bear crossed the Bridge. We spent the last few days celebrating the boys' birthday, since it was just a few days earlier. I'm convinced that Huggy Bear sent these two boys to Mom and Dad, because Loki is a lover much like Huggy Bear was, and Aslan has a lot of HB's personality. I loved Jasper and Josie, but Huggy Bear and I had a special bond. It was usually "Maggie and Huggy Bear" -- rarely just one of us.



Aslan is trying to fill Huggy Bear's role, and I give in every now and then. You have to give him credit for trying hard. It is nice to have a couple of little brothers who think you are a rockstar.