I looked out the patio window and saw a tail sticking out from between the containers on my patio. One of the area strays decided it was a good place to lie in ambush for bunnies.
Tag: cats
Happy Got Day, Henry and Polly!
One year ago today, I brought two naughty kittens into my home. They immediately commenced to turning everything upside-down and inside-out, like it was their job. And I suppose it is.
Stuff on My Cat
Polly says, “WTFBBQ?!”
Henry says, “Is it food?”
I found tie-dye duct tape at Target, so of course, I had to buy a roll. They also had it in plaid.
The Girls
Polly McFattyPants
Henry Sharkopotamus
Sleepyhead
Harriet’s breath got kind of (okay, really) stinky a couple of months ago. I was going to schedule her for a dental cleaning, but it occurred to me that she hadn’t been chewing on her bones lately. I hunted around and found one under the couch and one at the bottom of her toy box. I dug them out, primed one with peanut butter, and she immediately set to chewing. Her teeth aren’t back to normal yet, but they’re much better. Hopefully she’ll get them in shape on her own, because at her age, I really don’t want to have to have her anesthetized unless it’s absolutely necessary.
I can’t believe I didn’t notice that she’d lost her chewy bones! I feel terrible. Poor puppy!
More Henry
Because she’s so freaking cute, and because she’s actually sitting still, for once.
The cat pictures were all taken with a wide-open Lensbaby 2.0 (the aperture disc was completely removed).
Henry
Henry’s being her usual silly self, rolling around in the crow’s nest. She was getting ready to grab the camera with her front paws, but I got the photo and got out of the way before she could follow through.
Polly
Lots of bird activity (and chipmunks and bunnies, too), which means that Polly is sitting in the crow’s nest, watching all the to-ing and fro-ing.
Bad Henry
Lest there was any doubt about her eeevilness.
Feets! I was only able to get a couple of shots of her feet, because she kept reaching out to grab the camera with them.
(Not So) Lazy Sunday
Aren’t they sweet when they’re sleeping? It did not last long. I took Harriet’s photo, then a few minutes later, took one of the kittens. A few minutes after that, all hell broke loose, and we are now enjoying high speed races around the living room. Harriet chases the cats, who are in turn chasing each other. The chase ends when the cats fly up their tree and taunt Harriet from its top platform. As soon as Harriet feigns boredom and turns her back, the cats jump down and the the chase is on again. And please don’t waste your time feeling sorry for the poor, wee kittehs. They are the instigators of this particular game.
Lasers Armed and Ready!
Just in case there was any doubt in anyone’s mind that Henry is anything but pure eeevil. And yes, she’s OMGONTHEBED!!! Harriet nearly had a brain hemorrhage.
Words were had, and Henry suddenly decided that she had somewhere else to be, tout de suite.
red paper boat 