Tuesday, July 29, 2008
for being so purty
picture perfect moment last night but i was trapped beneath the picture perfect kitty. wicket perched on my knees as i sat near the window in the blue chair. his profile was perfect and stare-worthy, such long forehead whiskers, such beautiful clear amber eyes. i took a mental picture and gave him extra scritches for being so purty.
Monday, July 28, 2008
waaaaait a minute....
new litter? humph. the jury is still out. i'll keep you updated, but according to the bag, it's the world's best.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
not cheating
the trip to sedona was unforgettable, as was my first (and maybe last (and long overdue)) camp experience. but by the end of these two weeks i was sooooo ready to be home again with the babes.
we had a joyful reunion, they've been filled to the gills with treats and scritches, and now it's my turn to take care of cats whose mother is out of town. i'll see bastien, katie and dunc tonight- not cheating, my lovely own, if they're related to you!
we had a joyful reunion, they've been filled to the gills with treats and scritches, and now it's my turn to take care of cats whose mother is out of town. i'll see bastien, katie and dunc tonight- not cheating, my lovely own, if they're related to you!
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Wednesday, July 02, 2008
outshout it
much vacuuming today in preparation for visiting arizona for a few days. i like a clean apartment when i come back from a trip. tho when mama's away who knows what meerakai and wicket will do to the place.
enter vacuum, exit meera and kai. wicket just sat there in the middle of the floor and tried to outshout it. my sweetie.
enter vacuum, exit meera and kai. wicket just sat there in the middle of the floor and tried to outshout it. my sweetie.
please wait
it's thundering ferociously out there. i'm at work thinking, 'shoot- i left the window just above the litter boxes open AGAIN.'
maybe they'll somehow know that they should wait to go until i get home and shut the window and dry the floor. ??
maybe they'll somehow know that they should wait to go until i get home and shut the window and dry the floor. ??
Monday, June 30, 2008
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Monday, June 23, 2008
scaling new heights
kai, my climber, my scaler of bedroom dressers and kitchen counters, contemplates a new move:
...and takes the plunge! here he is...atop my cd collection. my music is housed in a totally unreliable piece of crap furniture, but he manages perfectly, without once making it wobble.
within seconds he's comfy. (it's an art, he'll tell you.) bella's content to stay in the window. she'll let kai tell her all about the new perspective later.
and wicket- without any food in sight as motivation- stays on the floor.
"wuzzhee up to?"
...and takes the plunge! here he is...atop my cd collection. my music is housed in a totally unreliable piece of crap furniture, but he manages perfectly, without once making it wobble.
within seconds he's comfy. (it's an art, he'll tell you.) bella's content to stay in the window. she'll let kai tell her all about the new perspective later.
and wicket- without any food in sight as motivation- stays on the floor.
"wuzzhee up to?"
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
belly of bella
check out those spots!! bella, believe it or not, has come to love the belly rub. it used to be that if i barely touched one of her belly hairs, she'd grip my arm in all four claws and snap at me with her teeth. but now she rolls over as soon as i walk in the door, and presents the spots. i think she's seen how blissed out her brother kai gets and sez, hmmm, i want some of that...
paper-weighted
the bebs were so happy to see me when i came home sunday night, and i was so happy to see them. i spent a stressful weekend in holland helping my mom kid-sit the brown-haired niece and nephew. blond-haired nephew came with and helped matters not at all.
after the chaos and noise and verrrry little sleep of the weekend, my apartment became even more of a dim blue sanctuary than it usually is. i love having my own place. it never gets old. i love drifting off to sleep, blinking sleepily at the rest of the apartment through the bedroom door and thinking- all that space is mine. it fits me perfectly.
thank god, thanks gods, thank goddesses for the blessing of my own space. shout-out to virginia.
older sis and man-friend took care of bebs while i was away. lauri left me a note, as is tradition, on the back of my note of instructions, complete with illustrations of how much she loathes litter boxes and the smell of cat food. i have promised, among other things, a lifetime supply of Good & Plenty as thanks.
as soon as i walked in sunday night, i dropped my bags. first things first, right? snuggled meera, kai and wicket like there was no tomorrow. they wanted to be put down- prefer to be loved while on the floor. so we snuggled on the floor. cleaned the water and food bowls, cleaned the litter box, vacuumed the kitchen... threw open all my windows, renested.
gazed fondly toward my own bed, my own pillow. nothing like three nights in someone else's house to make you appreciate your own mattress. kai did his silent mew thing and i almost died. gave him an extra ten minutes of belly rub. that boy's got me wrapped around his pinky claw, he does.
much later, in the middle of the night, i woke up and felt myself paper-weighted by my three. meera in the northwest corner by my toes, wicket three inches from my face, and kai tucked behind my knees. home!
after the chaos and noise and verrrry little sleep of the weekend, my apartment became even more of a dim blue sanctuary than it usually is. i love having my own place. it never gets old. i love drifting off to sleep, blinking sleepily at the rest of the apartment through the bedroom door and thinking- all that space is mine. it fits me perfectly.
thank god, thanks gods, thank goddesses for the blessing of my own space. shout-out to virginia.
older sis and man-friend took care of bebs while i was away. lauri left me a note, as is tradition, on the back of my note of instructions, complete with illustrations of how much she loathes litter boxes and the smell of cat food. i have promised, among other things, a lifetime supply of Good & Plenty as thanks.
as soon as i walked in sunday night, i dropped my bags. first things first, right? snuggled meera, kai and wicket like there was no tomorrow. they wanted to be put down- prefer to be loved while on the floor. so we snuggled on the floor. cleaned the water and food bowls, cleaned the litter box, vacuumed the kitchen... threw open all my windows, renested.
gazed fondly toward my own bed, my own pillow. nothing like three nights in someone else's house to make you appreciate your own mattress. kai did his silent mew thing and i almost died. gave him an extra ten minutes of belly rub. that boy's got me wrapped around his pinky claw, he does.
much later, in the middle of the night, i woke up and felt myself paper-weighted by my three. meera in the northwest corner by my toes, wicket three inches from my face, and kai tucked behind my knees. home!
Monday, June 16, 2008
it's not Caturday but...
...here is a guest star anyway: kathy's Trouble! (brother to Wicket, Duncan, Angel, AreToo, and Mini)
read about him in lizzie's archive of may 2006: http://922cats.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html
and my origin stories post: http://meerakai.blogspot.com/2008/05/origin-stories.html.
read about him in lizzie's archive of may 2006: http://922cats.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html
and my origin stories post: http://meerakai.blogspot.com/2008/05/origin-stories.html.
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
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