My desk is a little cluttered. Nail clippers? Check. Ye Holy Packers mug? Check. Advil? Check. USB-to-whatever adapters? Check. TARDIS console and knocked over Cyberman? Check. Cat with a buzz cut?
Check. Good night, little fat feral cat. Don’t drink my mug full of watered-down pomegranate lemonade, please. It won’t help with the fat part. Trust me, I know of what I speak.… Read more
How do you solve a problem like Maria? Well, when the poor kitty gets so tubby that she can no longer effectively clean herself, and a killer summer is just around the corner, you get her a buzz cut.
She’s having a really hard time getting over the anesthetic – she’s reverted to being feral, more or less. Seems like she should be out from under the drugs by now, but she’s still not herself. I don’t know if she partook of the kitty equivalent of the brown acid, or if it’s just wounded pride at this point. She’s very sleek and soft, on those rare occasions when she’ll allow herself to be petted. Right now, the only one she’s allowing to have any contact with her is me. No other kitties and no other humans. I’m a little worried about her.
I’d planned to make this a whole week of posts about various creative endeavours I’ve been involved in, but this very strange bout of kitty behavior has thrown a bit of a spanner in the works. Sorry for the lame post today; we’ll try to resume normal programming tomorrow. In the meantime, I can offer up my TV production history section or my packaging design portfolio as consolation prizes.… Read more
A big black spidery lookin’ bug got into the house today when Little E and I opened the back door to feed doggies.
It did not live long. … Read more
Can’t you see I’m trying to finish proofreading here? That’s proofreading! Not floofreading!… Read more
It’s after two in the morning, I’m tired and ready to go to bed, and I find that my bed’s full of catgirls.
Look, they’re so floofy and cuddly and peaceful and adorable.
There’s really only one thing for it. CANNONBALL!… Read more
Opened my eyes, and what did I see? Portia and Maria kitties nappin’ with me.
Maria’s ability to drape herself over the back of my chair is becoming nothing short of legendary.
I’ve never seen photographic evidence of cats being any more relaxed than this. 😆 … Read more
For those of you just tuning in, it was about a year ago this weekend that our herd of 2011 rescue animals started showing up, beginning with Portia, an attitudinal little red-headed tabby kitten my wife spotted up in a tree… surrounded by hungry dogs. The dogs were chased off and Portia was promptly whisked away in the tail waggin’ mail wagon to join our family.
She’s celebrating today in fine style. … Read more
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
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