I buy birdseed, suet, etc. (actually squirrel food, though it's called "bird food") at Wild Birds Unlimited. With my last purchase, they gave me a little bag of birdseed saying that it's a tradition in some countries to sprinkle birdseed on your doorstep on Christmas Day for good luck ( Read more... )

I wanted one last chance to use my cool jack o' lanterns icon ( Read more... )

I forgot to shut my bedroom door last night and thus was woken up at ass o'clock by Jack and Dany. Jack just HAD to make biscuits on my sleeping form, and Dany (who has been put on a Catkins diet) was HUNGRY and wanted food NOW and one does NOT keep a Khaleesi waiting for her breakfast.

Tonight I'm closing the door AND wearing earplugs.

Daenerys has asthma, so I give her a kitty inhaler (Albuterol, like what human asthmatics use) with a kitty mask that goes over her nose. After she gets her inhaler, all the kitties get their favorite chicken treats. Dany tolerates the procedure well because she knows that treats will follow ( Read more... )

Here is my handsome boy. He decided to stay in and watch the Bird and Squirrel Channels today. Yay, because I don't want to be covered in cobwebs plucking him from corners of the garage.


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Jack managed to escape into the (thankfully closed) garage today. You'd think that I had personally abandoned him in the middle of the Wicked Witch's forest. He ran around, howling pathetically, and finally wedged himself behind the little freezer I keep in the garage. I had to "scruff" him and haul him out and back inside. He ran into the bedroom ( Read more... )

It won't be officially autumn for another week and a few days, but it's already in the air. Woohoo! I love fall. I've changed my LJ layout, and am breaking out the fall icons ( Read more... )

There was some call for pics of Jack. pondhopper, I know you wanted to see a pic or two of Grown Up Jack. Here he is!( What a handsome boy! )

Yesterday, the neighbors in back of me had a party for what I assume is one of their sons. A whole flock of young boys (probably around 10-12 years old) in their backyard with loud music and splashing. Thankfully, it was a daytime pool party (of course, they were kids, duh). It sounded like they were having fun. And if you are going to have about ( Read more... )

But let's get the cat stuff out of the way: Once again I had kitty-inedible chicken for lunch (teriyaki) and poor little Neville let out the saddest meow I've ever heard. A meow to pluck the heartstrings. No chicken for little Neville! He is the most pathetic, hard-done-by kitty in the world ( Read more... )