Photo Friday: Shutter Cat

I wanted to take more pictures of her Emilyness on the Sun Deck, and Billy wanted to help. Or he thought I opened up a cat carrier, not a camera carrier.



(The camera he was looking for was in my hand, of course.)

Feline Crime <b>does</b> pay

Must be a slow news week.

Lewis the terrorist cat is now a media darling, and driving the neighbors even more nuts in the process.

In the news ... ABSO Feline

From the Register, comes a report of a terrorist cat.

The weekly numbers

Once again, everyone's weight seems pretty stable this week. Emily came in at 7 lbs 2 oz, and Whitey at 13 lbs 4.5 oz, both the same as last week. Billy gained an ounce, at 14 lbs 5.5 oz.

Litter box Wars - Part 3

Our continuing saga ...

Friday, Katherine goes shopping for the cats. Among other things, she gets a Catzilla sized litterbox, which if you put wheels on it you could use it as a trailer for a garden tractor.

All is well when she arrives. She thinks.

However, she gets up stairs and finds someone missed the litterbox. Probably Emily, since it didn't get buried.

Katherine is cleaning this up when Billy shows up, hops in the other litterbox ... and misses.

Litterbox Wars - Part 2

As noted, Katherine cleaned up after Billy's litter box misfire on Thursday night. Per our usual protocol, she left the soiled mat on the back porch for me to clean up.

I'm a good clean up crew (hey, if it keeps me from actually working on the mess on the floor...). When I get home I grab the mat, and take it over to the hose. Before opening up the valve, I tighten the connections between the hose reel and house, which leaked enough to spray water about the last (only) time I used it this spring.

I turn on the hose to wash the mat . . .

. . . and the nozzle fitting starts spraying water. I turn off the water, and go to tighten up that end and discover the nozzle has basically sheared off at the threaded fitting to the hose. Bizarre. Maybe it was a late frost. The hose itself is frost proof, but that doesn't mean the nozzle or hose reel fittings are.

Knowing I had to go the mall the next day anyway, I troop back inside, show Katherine the two pieces of the dead nozzle, and announce I was done for the night.

Well, I tried.

To be continued ...

Litterbox Wars - Part 1

This going to take a couple of entries to document, in part because that's how it originally played out.

Thursday night, I work late, and Katherine (at Aikido) beats me home. All seems well when she arrives.

However, her arrival wakes the cats up. Billy comes downstairs, asks about dinner, goes to use kitchen litterbox ... and misses.

Katherine was not happy. She got it cleaned up before I got home.

To be continued ...