Showing posts with label our animal farm. Show all posts
Showing posts with label our animal farm. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

Pug + Kitty + Laser Pointer

Equals FUN. For Scott and myself. They mostly battle over who gets first dibs at chasing the thing. It always goes the same way. Isabel's tail goes all straight, in an attempt to cover her bum for the battle ahead. They square off.


Isabel lunges toward it, but glances up and sees that she is exceedingly close to kitty. Within paw range. She backs off ever so slightly.


Kitty bats at the light, and Isabel backs off a little further. Note the increased blurriness. It only gets worse from here.


And finally, the kitty has a go at it while Isabel runs wildly in wide circles around her. These cirlces aren't reserved solely for the laser pointer, though. I think it's just a ridiculous pug reaction to any kind of stimulus. Visitors, meal time, sleep time, impending poop, you know - the usual.


Aaaaaaand, SCENE! Never a dull moment.

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

Take the Good With the Bad

I took Friday off and had a four day weekend, which was definitely nice. I had big plans for the apartment. I was going to organize all of our bookcases (four of them in our living room, stuffed to the brim) and I was going to paint some flower pots for my patio garden outside. I also wanted to go shopping at the local thrift stores (I blame Centsational Girl) to see if I could find some nice vases and other fun things to pretty-up the living space.

The good news is that I found some really cute and pretty things for the bathroom and my bookcases. I also found a fake book that will serve as a cute jewelry box. So very me too! And the most darling little teapot for my crimson berry tea pick-me-up at work. Just looking at it here on my desk, next to my books, makes me happy. I keep novels on my desk as a security blanket. No lie. They make my desk feel like a home office. Hell, if I thought they’d let me wallpaper my cube walls, I would.

The bad news is that I have one small problem when it comes to decorating. Her name is Lily. Everything on a flat surface is fair game. We can’t keep her off of our tables, countertops, window shelves, bookcases... Even the top of the fridge is a playground. If I leave anything out, it’s on the floor when I turn my back. The husband brought me a rose when he came home from work the other night (he’s sweet) and I had to refill the vase FOUR times after the cat had knocked it over, spilling flower water all over the dining room table. It seems that any attempts to make the place lovely will have to be executed with kitty in mind. What can I do? Velcro her everything down?

Suggestions??? (Please?)

Monday, May 11, 2009

Feline? Fine.

We adopted a cat from the RISPCA about 2 weeks ago. They don’t know how old she is because she was dropped off at their doorstep in a laundry basket, but she seems to be anywhere from 6-10 months old. She’s quite possibly the most bizarre feline I’ve ever encountered, which makes her awesome and a constant source of entertainment.

Strange kitty habit:
Kitty drinks water with her paws. She scoops it out and then licks her paw to get the water from it.

Strange kitty addiction:
Kitty seems to have developed a taste for people food prior to the laundry basket incident. Unfortunately she gets a vigorous spray of water in the face or the butt when she tries it at our house. She may also have short term memory loss, since this only seems to phase her for a few seconds before she tries again.


Strange kitty factiod:
Kitty will only walk away from her food dish once she has attempted to bury it. Always unsuccessful, but always vigilant.

Strange kitty personality:
Kitty loves to be held, petted, and acknowledged in any way. She licks your fingers when you pet her, wraps both front paws around your forearm to ensure that you aren’t going anywhere, and she proceeds to give you a proper sandpaper-tongue bath.

Strange kitty hallucinations:
Kitty entertains herself by imagining that she sees things high up on the walls, and then she attempts to climb these in pursuit of her invisible prey. Kitty only appears slightly embarrassed when she is unsuccessful, but is excellent at masking this by pretending that she “just felt like jumping around, okay?” She then hops and jumps around the living room just to prove a point. So there.

Strange kitty potty habit:
Kitty had an accident in the bathroom. She apparently didn’t make it to the litter box, but she was kind enough to cover her indiscretion with our bathmat so we wouldn’t have to see the unsightly mistake when we walked in. Thoughtful.

All in all, we can’t imagine why someone would have brought her to the shelter, but we’re glad that we found her! The dog is still adjusting to her new sister. She declined statement. She doesn’t seem depressed with the new addition – only perturbed at her odd living-habits. As are we, Isabel, as are we.

Here is a picture of actual kitty, as opposed to previous picture which was not our kitty but was nicely illustrating the countertop issue... It's a little dark, but also hilarious since it looks like she's about to attack the dog. I assure you, she is not. No pugs were harmed in the making of this photo.