Have I mentioned how glad I am that, when I was looking for kittens, I got littermates? They do fight sometimes, but only when their play gets out of hand. Otherwise, they are best friends. They usually sleep in a heap, and on occasion even squash themselves into the same bunk in their cat tree.
I pulled this baggie of little blue foam pellets out of my kitchen heat vent last night. I pulled two others out of the living room vents earlier in the week. I have no idea what the hell they are, or why anyone would hide them in the heating vents. And, in fact, I don’t think that’s how they got in there, because the vents are well and truly painted over. I had to use a knife to cut around the one in the kitchen.
Coincidentally, my furnace is acting up. It’s running and running and running, for hours at a time, and though the vents are warm and I can hear the blower running, there isn’t any air being forced out of the vents. So I’m going to be stuck at home tomorrow, waiting for the maintenance guys to come fix whatever the hell is wrong with my furnace.
And, hopefully, they can shed some light on the funny blue pellets, because I’ll be damned if I can figure out why on earth anyone would stash something like that in a bunch of heating ducts.
This was not a day for activity. I slept in, played video games, finished my book, napped, and made a quick stir fry with cabbage for supper. Lazy, lazy day.
After seven months, Polly has finally discovered the bed. Harriet does not share well with kittens, so she is unamused.
Rose colored glasses, ahoy!
I suppose it was only a matter of time before The Bathroom Performance Artists Troupe graduated from black trash bags to manky five-gallon buckets. (One in an ongoing series.)
Poinsettia
Chair
Snow
Snow on Catnip
From My Patio
It isn’t a whole lot of snow, but it also isn’t rain, and for that I am thankful. I’m sick and tired of rain, rain, rain.
This little guy was hanging out above my patio blinds. I like spiders, but not huge ones IN MY HOUSE. I caught him in a wine glass, took a few pictures, then put him outside. Poor thing is likely to freeze, but I don’t feel sorry enough for him to let him stay inside, even if they are pretty much non-aggressive and harmless.
This is the only shot I got of his eyes, but just the top two rows. Grass spiders have eight eyes, with two in the first row, four in the middle row, and two in the last. The two pointy things sticking out of the end of his abdomen are his spinnerets. They’re really long and prominent on grass spiders.
I’ve been craving apple pie and have been meaning to make one for weeks. I was finally motivated, so today was Pie Day. I’m working on some vegetable soup, too.
red paper boat 