Awwww…. (Cats are amazing, continued…)
I love it!
Just wanted to say I love this blog! Also, apropos of nothing, if you like cats and you like literature satires, you’ll love Yacht Cats.
Thank you – and that Tumblr is awesome!
This morning I saw a video I’ve seen before but it still made me go awwww..
I think I need one of those, don’t you?
Here’s that nameless puppy Heaven’s fostering, with a cat for comparison purposes! Want to name her? See how, here!
There is no way on God’s green earth I could sit calmly next to a vacuum full of angry wasps and not be screaming my head off and having a major case of the heebie jeebies.. Carefully putting a baggie over the end where one of the monsters could come shooting out.. NOT ever gonna happen! You’re a hero, Robyn because if just one of those things got in, I’d be going out!
That aside.. Why am I imaging a scene like this happening: Fred decides he needs some ice cream and opens the freezer but instead of a yummy treat, he finds a group (flock?) of frosty escaped wasps sitting on a frozen sweeper plotting revenge, trying to start a campfire by rubbing two fish sticks together when they see the light and swarm out and icily sting the face of someone who’s only thought two seconds ago was having the last of the rocky road…
Ok, one more thing then I’m done.. I know you send a lot of critters to freezer camp, but if you start sharing recipes for chocolate covered frozen vacuum wasps, I’m outta here!
Andrea‘s comment cracked. Me. UP! (And there’ll be no chocolate covered wasps in MY house!)
For some reason, this made me think of a picture I took after we’d bought this house and while we were renovating it. I used to burn candles while we worked, and after we’d spent the day working I went into the dining room to blow out the candle and found this.
A jar of melted wax? Yes, I think that’s the perfect place for that wasp! (I didn’t put the wasp there, I swear it! S/he must’ve flown too close to the flame.)
what was in that trash can???
I think there must have been plastic wrapping from the pork chops we’d had for lunch. I still can’t believe all three of them got into the trash can like that!
Robyn – perhaps you need this shirt for Christmas.
I think so! 🙂
So I have to ask – did Miz Poo sneeze on you after that photo was taken? She looks like she was saving one up! 😉
Miz Poo saves ALL her sneezes for me – but luckily I was too far away from her for her sneeze to get me this time. I start my mornings with Miz Poo sneezing in my hair, which is one of the reasons the first thing I do when I roll out of bed, is take a shower!
Robyn, did you make the crocheted blanket that the kittens are not supposed to be sleeping on? I knit and crochet, and my cats love my blankies!
I got that crocheted blanket off of Etsy. I don’t knit or crochet because I never learned how (well, I did a little knitting when I was a pre-teen, but nothing in the 95 years since), and I’ve been too much of a slacker to get serious about learning how. Maybe one of these days!
I’m surprised at Jake’s snapping. I thought that he was pretty much ok with kittens. Or maybe he’s ok with their food.
Jake’s generally pretty good with the kittens unless they come at him in a state of high dudgeon. Melfi was all worked up about her run-in with Alice, and he wasn’t having her nonsense. He’s a laid-back guy, but he knows those kittens need to be taught their manners sometimes.
I don’t usually comment or read the comments, but I had to today because I jumped when reading one of the featured comments in your post. Specifically, the one from Sephy Cat about her adopted-out kitty, Sara. Because my name is Sara. And I have a cat named Persephone. Who we call Sephy Cat (among other things.) Too. Weird.
That is really cool, actually!
Got a bit of a cat quandary I wanted to run by you.
My 7-year-old male (neutered) cat who is usually non-vocal and very mellow gets very loud (meowing & growling) and aggressive towards ANYONE visiting our apartment. Normally, he NEVER meows and used to get “beat up” on the regular by our much smaller girl-cat (spayed). He never growls, hisses or smacks at his kitty sister but any time we have anyone visiting he howls and growls and runs at them very aggressively, whilst smacking at them (he’s declawed, so no damage done… he was declawed when we got him, I’d never do that to a cat).
This is especially problematic right now because we have a friend staying with us and Willow is on the warpath. We speak to him reassuringly when he is encountering new people and no one who has visited has ever been aggressive toward him, so I have no clue what is causing him to be so upset. (Unless there has been a time or two when we aren’t home that a maintenance person has been in our apartment and treated him badly, but it’s never happened to my knowledge).
Any insight and/or clues as to how we can mellow him out with guests? Part of me is flattered as I sort’ve see it as him defending his territory and his people (he seems much more upset at anyone who goes into our computer room or towards the bedroom (which is right by the bathroom).
I told MsD that the only thing that came to mind for me was maybe trying Feliway – but to be honest, I’m not sure it would make that much difference! So this is where I’m hoping y’all will come in – got suggestions? Helpful hints? Words of sympathy for MsD? Leave it in the comments, and thank you!
I saw this over at CuteOverload and when I saw Hamilton…at first I thought, “Puff!!!!!” 🙂
If you watch the vid Friskies will donate a can of cat food (up to 500,000 cans). It’s very cute and it’s good to see the five most popular internet cats participate. My favorite scene is when Oskar the blind cat is hugged by his roommate.
That video is adorable (and gorgeous!) And Hook (formerly Puff) only has the half-‘stache, so I guess he’s only half hipster! 🙂
You know, I just went and watched it again, and I noticed that it has 300+ thumbs-down/dislike ratings on it. Seriously?! Who could hate that video?
All the kittehs are truly growing… Do you know when they may go up for adoption? Bet you’ll miss the little pitter-patter of kittens! Unless, of course, you surprise us with another batch.
We’re just waiting for room to open up for them at Petsmart – though adoptions have been really slow lately (I’ve noticed that every year at this time I complain about how slow adoptions have gotten!), so they could be with us for a while. There won’t be any more kittens until these guys have vacated the foster room, because I have nowhere else to put kittens since Fred stole my second foster room for his office.
My friend found a baby squirrel in her yard. They watched & waited inside for the mama to retrieve him. She never did. After 12 hrs, they brought him inside, kept him warm & syringe fed him. As he grew, he bonded with their Golden. They had him in an open cage outside so he could leave anytime. He eventually left & found a partner. He continues to visit, his partner keeping her distance. He’ll still come to them, take family walks & come inside the house. These pics were taken last week.
And the rest, in a collage. Click on it to see a larger version!
I LOVE that he comes back and visits while his partner stands back, all “I don’t like those people, but if you MUST visit….!”
He’s no fan of those kittens, though. When they race around the house like crazy racing things, it stresses him out, and he has to squeak angrily at them. We’ve discovered that leaving the back door open until bedtime (so Corbie can go outside and get away from the monsters if he needs to) helps a little.
2012: Kohle takes toe cleanliness seriously.
2011: “Hey! Lady! You come here and pet me!”
2010: Vampire kitteh is feeling bitey.
2009: No entry.
2008: No entry.
2007: The vet tech said that Stinkerbelle was a beautiful cat, and I could see Fred’s ego swell to twice its size.
2006: “You tawkin’ to me?”
2005: No entry.