Howl Is Teh Crazy

Clearly they were peeking in my window last night and did a representation of what was going on. Little how was clearly on the kitty krack. He would be laying on the carpet, suddenly purr, spring up and race down the hall. Then, he would come in, stare at the wall just above his head, attempt to catch the imaginary bug, purr, and run off. This cycle continued all night until he finally collapsed in our bed. At one point he ended up on top of his two foot tall kitty tower and freaked out for the next five minutes on how to get down. (Apparently jumping off of a two foot tower is much scarier than jumping off of the four foot tower that he does every day.) Kitties. Meh.

Poser the Squirrel

He is such a poser. Someone saw me taking pictures of him and said that he let her take a picture of him last week. At least he didn't jump on me. Although I was ready to switch to video if he did.

He took a step towards me on that last picture. My friend squeaked and I nearly peed in my pants.

As Glenn so Clearly Voiced for Howl This Morning:

"I was locked in with her! And then she did something! And it was stinky!"

Taking a Weekend Then Giving Back Monday

• Taking 60 pictures on Saturday morning.
• Getting creative on some postcards.
• Walking around the neighborhood and realizing that everyone else also let their front yards go because it's just been too hot out to mow.
• Four Cats and One Box Video.

(I know you were here!)

Sophie

For a little over a year someone has made my day a little sweeter. Mostly because she lets me dink her nose.

The Pig Goes *snort snort*

• Seventy-two hours of watching "Naruto" with Glenn can't be wrong.
• Discovering that Sophie also enjoys watching "Naruto."
• Gene Simmons is a clutz.
• Discovering that you have been cuddled by a kitty at night.
• "Lick It Good" was the perfect thing to write on a melty birthday cake.
• Witnessing Wal-mart watch out for wandering children in their parking lots.
• Discovering the perfect picture for a t-shirt to wear in the South. (see below)

On the Adorability of Howl

The blow up mattress was rolled up and standing in the corner of the room as of 11am. By 11:30am it had slid and fell on the floor in an s-shape. Howl walks into the room and stops. His ears, eyes and whiskers focus intently on the black rubbery form in the corner of the room. He leans as close to is as possible without moving his backlegs. At one point...someone...picked up Howl and put him on top of the shape. Like a spring, Howl bounced from the object to the other side of the room. Where he continued to give all of his intention to this intruder. At one point, someone else puts him on top of his tent tower so that he can survey the mattress from on high. But, when he jumps off, his tower falls ONTO THE MATTRESS!!! SOMEONE SAVE HIS TOWER!!!

Finally, the mattress is picked up and put away in the closet. Howl sees this but does not believe it is gone. He continues to check out that spot for the next hour. Then, he starts asking for sympathy. He comes in and mews, asking for comfort. I pick him up and put him under the covers, where he sulks, then eventually comes to the top for a long nap. By that afternoon, his tent tower has taken the spot of the mattress, and he is still wary that it might have snuck into the lower platform. Like a good little soldier, he keeps a look out for the rest of the night before going back on it.

Ooh! Ooh!

• Realizing that you've never laughed so hard at a tv show before in your life and it's all because they remind you of your family.
• Hearing "That's so cute!" followed directly by "Suck it in!" more times than I can count.
• Howl has forsaken mewing us awake in the morning for a buzzard sounding "Eh!" and still had a wet face while he did it.
• Sophie could not get enough loving and cuddling in yesterday afternoon.
• Walking up the entire flight of stairs and BARELY GETTING WINDED! BOO YEAH!!!
• Thinking that I should wear a bird in my hair more often.

Nurse Sophie

Last night, I was having issues. Pepto Bismol type issues. And I'm all better now thanks to rest and water and the best nurse kitty ever. Sophie.

You might not believe this but she can tell within an instant when Glenn or I are sick. It hit me, then I went to the couch with a bottle of water. Immediately she poked her little head out from behind the window curtain. Then twinkle-toed her way over to me. She kept trying to get on my belly, which was NOT the place I wanted anyone touching. But she settled down next to me and started purring and head-butting. She finally made her way onto my belly, where she purred and stared at me. Soon enough, I was feeling better to go back to bed.

As soon as I settled down I felt her creep up and lay at my feet.

Playing Superstar!

I played dress up last night.
I call this one Hott Fluff.



This is the Tina.



Belching Diva.



Behind the Stage Door.



Mirror Mirror



Sassy Cindy



Poisoned Apple



Is that...Hedwig?



I call this collection: Tentions!for!Cheezeburger!!!

Heavy Head and Shoulders

• I have become involved with the horrible habit of thinking.
• Making a house a home.
• Hoping it truly was an imaginary bug my cat was chasing in the litter box last night.
• Shortened dark wool pants and flaming white socks over black buckle shoes just don't cut it.
• Thinking about writing.
• Unless it is a favorite, is it really necessary to keep a book once read?
• Matching, dust, organization, neatness, usefullness, and unfinished projects: my continuous obsessions.
• Finding the right costume that suits me.
• Advancement and becoming more.
• Making the most of time and finding the energy to do so.
• To cap it all off I'm deliberating giving up sugar.

Thinking Spot

Where's My Pillow Fort?

• Did you know that there was garbage pick up on a federal holiday? Neither did I. :/
• Food still doesn't taste too good.
• I've never seen Howl so scared before when the big fireworks started.
• Then again, there was that time we got his butt shaved.
• Discovering a little hump on the back of my neck - FUN!
• Still lovin' the linen pants.
• Discovering local art.

It Matters

It's the little things that matter...like telling everyone you know that you are going to go get your cat's butt shaved.

Reunited

And now a pictoral description regarding how hard it is waiting to Sophie followed immediately by the joy of showing off one's belly before the thunder starts.




~A belly extravaganza!~

Under Our Pillow

Today Sophie took a trip to the doctor to have her fang removed. The bottom half went missing...somehow...and the top half was showing sings of infection. Howl wondered where she was all day. But now she is home, and shoving Howl away from his food and blocking her dish with her belly. All is right with the world. Now, Glenn and I can go about celebrating our three year anniversary ;)

Tempestuous

• thinking of funny songs to belly dance to
• hearing "I'm very particular about what kind of nuts I eat and where I eat them" drift out from another room during a children's puppet show.
• Howl waiting to wake me up until 6:30am with his bell toy.
• the guy behind the counter handing me my sammich before I ask.

Angel Kitty

News article here. I love how it is downplayed as a simple mutation. But it's been around. At one point a winged cat was thought to be a messenger from Satan!

Who's a Pretty Kitty Princess?

Here we see Sophie being a pretty kitty princess.



















By this time, Howl can no longer stand Sophie getting all of the attention and attempts to undermine her standing as the pretty kitty princess.