As I was getting ready to leave Dusty's this morning, Randy was mewing piteously for attention. Only... I couldn't find him. I thought maybe he wasn't feeling well and was hiding, because his mews were oddly muffled. It finally occurred to me that the little devil had managed to slip outside when we were bringing in Dusty's fursuit last night ( Read more... )

I sent this clip of Salem to his former vet in Cary, NC ( Read more... )

I had promised to tell some cat stories, so I figure Caturday is as good a day as any to start ( Read more... )

Cleared some pix off my iPhone this morning. Since they're cell pix, some are a bit blurry... sorry!

( My god, I'm a white person! )

Back in 1991, mid to late June, a particular Pooka found her way into my life. I had gone to the mall to look for a job for the summer and the Humane Society was there having a half-priced kitten sale. One look at that handful of adorable, and I was hooked. She came home with me, puking nearly the whole car ride. She's hated the car ever since ( Read more... )

Pooka has long been of the opinion that the laptop undeservedly gets too much of my attention. For the most part, she tries her best to share me with this hateful beast that enthralls me so. When I sat down on the couch today, Macbook Pro nestled in it's usual lap spot, she crawled up on my breast and nuzzled into my shoulder. As she purred ( Read more... )

So instead, I give you a picture of me and the ultimate cuteness known as Pooka!

( Behold the cute!! )

SalemI got to spend some quality time with the little guy Thursday and today, and of course, I'll be taking him home tomorrow. His front paws are shaved poodle-style, which, given his tendency to think he's a dog, seems fitting. He looks a bit patchwork from the shaving over the rest of his body ( Read more... )

Well, I was going to blog about the rest of the trip and my lovely birthday in Phoenix (I am so adopting ursulav's family!) Work, my general lack of sleep, my general slackness and more traveling got in the way, alas. If I bother backposting, I'll let you know. I'm sure at some point I'll at least add the incriminating photos to Flickr ( Read more... )

I trundled downstairs to do laundry last night; on opening the washing machine, I was hit with a smell vaguely like mildewed clothing, but 100x worse. I gagged. I peeked into the washing machine and saw a dead mole that some cat had likely lovingly tucked into someone's dirty laundry. It took impressive control, but I managed NOT to throw up. zenhack ( Read more... )