Tag: kitties
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Fog
THE fog comes on little cat feet. It sits looking over harbor and city on silent haunches and then moves on. ~Carl Sandburg ———————————– I love this poem. I heard it tonight in a movie I was watching with a friend and it stuck in my head and I had to look it up and…
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Confessions of a Cat Owner
I feel the need to share something. You have to promise not to judge me. Here goes. Caspian and I share a hairbrush. Okay, I feel better having admitted it. Caspian has always been the type that wants to participate in everything, be it folding laundry or making dinner, but his favorite thing to participate…
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Marching on
It feels as if this year is going by so quickly. Already we’re a week into March and I’m making summer plans and doing my spring cleaning. Last week J and I bought a new camera, a nice shiny Nikon, and I’ve been practicing with it ever since. What this means is that I now…
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The Interloper…
Just a quick photo I took tonight of The Interloper. He’s fascinated by my camera and won’t let me take many photos without wanting to put his nose on the lens… Cute, though. Now that our company is gone, I should be able to get him scheduled for all of his vet appointments and make…
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More Cat Antics
This one will be quick, but I wanted to share with you… Last night, before bed, I looked outside to check that The Interloper had water and was under the porch cover since it had just started pouring rain. I could hear him out there, but couldn’t see him, and as my backyard is, well,…
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Cat Drama
My h0use is full of cat drama today and not a cheezburger in sight. Not only did we find a Santa hat to put on Caspian and Leena, but we’ve had an interloper! After a trip to our vet, we’ve determined that he doesn’t have a microchip so I don’t know who the owner is,…
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Ineffective workout partner
I’ll write about the weekend trip, I promise. Photos are uploading as I type this, and then I’ll caption them and then I’ll write a blog post about it. Really. But at the moment, I would like to explain why cats (especially Caspian) make ineffective workout partners. Head-butting my forehead is adorable, but when he…
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Signs I live with cats
I can tell there was a “party” when I was gone because there are piles of fur everywhere. I pick up said fur without comment (usually). Even though I keep my house clean, I have selective blindness for some pieces of trash randomly on the floor. That’s because my brain magically categorizes these as “toys.”…
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Pilling the Cat
Sometimes I wish I could explain things to my cats. I mean really explain them, like “I know the medicine tastes yucky, but it’s going to make you feel better” explanations. This all started a week and a half ago when I found some small infections on Caspian’s stomach. I took him to the vet…
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The Cat Hat
The scene: Sunday evening, before dinner but after dark, and J and I are sitting on the couch, playing a game together on the xbox. We’ve been there a little while, maybe 45 minutes, and are having a good time with the (mostly) mindless game. Out of my peripheral vision, I see Leena jump to…
Joanna Volavka 