Category: Critters
Portia’s the baby, gotta love her
This is why the high chair, still in the dining room area and these days supporting various pieces of bric-a-brac (including sleepy Portia, who falls asleep in the thing standing up), needs to go to a new home. That, and the very high likelihood that any further additions to this family are likely to be of the four-legged furry variety.… Read more
Headrest cat rests by my head
Kitten update
Ever wonder about those two strays we rescued last year? Sure you do. I gotta tell you, they were both as feral as cats can get, and they still, to this day, struggle mightily with the life of a domesticated housecat.
Portia snoozes on the clean towels
Maria just crashes where-EVAH
This fight to adjust to their new lives will probably take years. Keep tuning in to Mutual of Omaha’s Mild Kingdom for updates.… Read more
Z-Dog’s Big Road Trip Adventure!
Doesn’t she look excited?
… It’s well past time to come out of the closet
…especially since it’s the kid’s closet, and he has to be in bed soon.
So wake up and come on down, Portia!
(Apologies to anyone who had a heart attack just from the subject line)… Read more
I miss my horse
Five years ago today, I lost my big beautiful brown Arabian horse. It was, and still is, one of the worst things I’ve ever seen with these eyes in my entire life.
I still miss that big beautiful horse. She had health problems that forced us to give up on trying to breed her (which, for most folks, eliminates the only reason you’d own a horse of that age), and she wound up becoming a great big pet.
I remember her laying down and letting me sit next to her and lay my head on her belly on sunny days. Or just strolling around with her following me. She knew I was “her person.” I only had her for seven years, but you’d swear we’d grown up together. I had never owned a horse before. And the way it all ended… I can never own a horse again. I love horses, but this just broke my heart.
I wish she could’ve stuck around long enough to spend time with Little E. I think they could’ve had a special bond too. I would’ve trusted her with him – she was always very gentle around me.
In a way, her replacement showed up the same day – we weren’t even taking applications yet. And the boy loves that cat. There’s some small consolation.
I still miss that big horse.… Read more
In the end, there can be only one
To my wife’s considerable delight this morning*, Gabby went outside and bit the head off of a squirrel. (No squirrel-sized quickening was observed, so we can assume that this was a clerical error and the squirrel was not an immortal.) Alas, Gabby has been banished to the outer reaches** for the day for this.
I’ve gotta give her some squirrel-killing style points, though. … Read more
Triple trouble
There’s an electric heating pad under the covers. You can determine its position in this photograph by the placement and orientation of catgirls.… Read more
This is only a test…
…of the emergency guard dog system. If I had been an actual uninvited guest, I’m assuming Gabby would be chewing through my shirt rather than just chewing on my shirt.
P.S. Thanks for doing an outstanding job of supervising there, Xena. 😆… Read more
