Polly and Henry got an awesome care package from their Auntie Cara in Canadia, with treats, toys, and choklit. I am eating the choklit, but the cats get the toys, assuming the dog doesn’t steal them.
I’m going to dole them out slowly, so it’ll be like the 12 Days of Hmas. On day one, the fishing pole.
Henry and Polly were sitting by the window, watching Kitteh TV, AKA Mr. Chipmunk. (I shot this while I was on the phone with my mom, so it’s a little shaky.)
I totally forgot that I’d shot this of the cats a few weeks ago. They were watching Mr. Chipmunk scampering around on the patio, and as you can tell by Henry’s tail, it was most exciting for the kittens.
Storms freak me the hell out. (Thanks, mom!) Not so badly now that I have a nice, big basement to go to, but still, they’re scary. It’s especially creepy when the sky suddenly gets dark and the trees along the back edge of the field behind my building start dancing.
Now that the worst of it is over, this will be a good afternoon to drink hot chocolate and finish my book.
No roll of toilet paper is safe from Miss Henry.
It took me three trips to Target, but I finally managed to get a decent, working camera. It was a total pain in my ass. The camera is not the one I originally wanted, nor was it the second one I wanted. And it’s definitely not the brand I wanted. I’m a Canon/Kodak person, not a Nikon person (kind of like a I’m a PC person, not a Mac person?). The camera is nice enough, but everything is in the wrong place.
It also doesn’t have a view-finder, which I realize is pretty standard for new point-and-shoot cameras. I don’t like it, though. I don’t like that most of the menus are accessed via the LCD screen. I don’t like using the LCD screen, period. It’s not good for composing photos, for sure. It’s also a battery hog, which makes it a less than ideal way to change camera settings.
That said, the test photos and video I took seem Just Fine. My problems with the camera are on the design end, not with the lens and processor, and obviously, the lens and processor are what matters.
But most importantly, I just cannot stand Ashton Kutcher.
…helps the Benadryl go down.
It’s easy peasy to pill Harriet, but I like to give her pills to her with peanut butter, because she gets totally blissed out when she eats it. It’s pure doggie crack.
This is a very(!) short video of Miss Brown, on her way to dinner. She doesn’t believe in wasting time.
Harriet was almost out of food, so I stopped to pick some up on my way home from work. This time, Wellness Core, which is what I wanted to get last time, as it is grain free, but they were out. It was in stock this time, and she likes it just as much as the Wellness Super 5 Mix.
There’s a shot of Pandora toward the end. She was supervising.
Harriet just had her ears washed, so she had to do the “rub her face on the back of the couch” routine.
red paper boat 