Meadow on my lap, and Melfi trying to worm her way in.
“RAHHH! I’m a fearsome beast!”
“No, I’m a fearsome beast!”
They’re both pretty fearsome, for the record.
Adriana with toy. You can see a bit of her cute little shaved belly.
That look on Stefan’s face cracks me UP.
When they curl up like this, it kills me DEAD.
Melted Carmela.
Melfi and Tony, crammed into the ess scratcher. As you can see, Tony is raaaaather pleased with himself.
Three little tabbies in the sun (from back: Melfi, Tony, Carmela).
I love it when the sun shines through their ears.
Melfi, contemplative.
And one last shot of the three.
Stefan is a really good nap buddy, it appears.
Paulie gets a shot from the milk bar. Livia cracks me up, with her “Do you BELIEVE this?!”
“How YOU doin’?” says Carmela, from up close.
I started yesterday by intending not to go anywhere (except for a quick run to Publix for a few groceries) and ended it by needing to take Melfi to the vet at 3, and then drop Livia off at Petsmart in the evening.
First, Livia: room became available at Petsmart, so off she went. She wasn’t happy about it, of course, but she handled it very well. Once I put her in her cage, she curled up in the bed and every time someone came along and looked at her, she talked to them. It was seriously adorable. (You’ll still be seeing pictures of Livia next week, I have some of her on the camera that I haven’t downloaded yet.)
Now, Melfi: Last weekend, I noticed that when she was sitting in my lap being petted, she reacted as thought it hurt when I’d pet her left side. I thought maybe she was still healing from her spay surgery, so made a mental note to keep an eye on her. She was playing (though not wildly, which in itself is unusual) and eating just fine, so I didn’t worry too much. She seemed to be getting better, but on Thanksgiving day I noticed that she was moving slowly and favoring her left side. I checked her over, and found that although she didn’t like it when I petted her on the left side, she REALLY didn’t like it if I rubbed her belly. So I called and made an appointment for her. As it turned out, the vet found a “knot” under her left leg, probably an abscess and not in a location where it could be drained. She also had a slight fever, and so now she’s on pain meds for a couple of days, and antibiotics to help the healing.
She is the sweetest girl ever, I swear – even when the vet was examining her and it clearly hurt, Melfi just cried a few times and gently took the vet’s finger in her mouth, not actually biting down, but making it clear that “YOU STOP NOW, PLS.”
PS: The only time during the drive to and home from the vet’s office that Melfi had anything to say was when I was singing along to I Want a Hippopotamus for Christmas. I’m not sure whether it was the song or my singing voice she objected to, and to be truthful I’d probably rather not know!
PPS: Will update the sidebar (to reflect that Livia’s at Petsmart) before Monday, hopefully.
I have a short video of that silly Adriana, digging and digging at the side/bottom of the plastic container she was sitting in. She loves to do this, dig at plastic surfaces, I’m not sure exactly what’s going on there, but it certainly is cute. Bonus: at the end, she gets into a momentary spat with Tony (then licks him on the head), and Carmela is all “HI! HI! WHAT GOIN’ ON?!”
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You might think this is a table full of cats (Newt in the back, Stefan in the middle, Corbie in the front), but there’s clearly room for more!
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Previously
2012: Kohle has got really gorgeous eyes.
2011: Brudderly love.
2010: “Paws up, y’all!”
2009: Augustus Goop: The Floofening.
2008: No entry.
2007: “Suuuuuuuuure I’m “not your cat,” lady. SURE.”
2006: No entry.
2005: “Well, I’ll be darned. They DO taste just like chicken!”