Stowaway

Billy is a smart cat. He figures if he climbs into my briefcase, then he can go to all the exciting Outside the House places my briefcase does. Plus he can be with me! Awwwww.....

Kittens and more kittens

We haven't been keeping up with the photo gallery, and in fact there are pictures languishing in the camera waiting to be posted. We're sorry.... In the interim, the Flickr kitten gallery has all the photos you could possibly want.

The Hallway Big Dig

So Katherine and I are in my office discussing Rock'n'Roll songs that all sound vaguely alike, and we hear this digging out in the hall. This sound is not a shock per se, since there is a litterbox out there, and even the sound of litter hitting the newspaper surrounding the box is not of major interest.

But sound of the litter furiously hitting the newspaper puts Katherine in motion, and she was wise to check -- the boys had gotten over a cup of kitty litter out of the box and were going strong landscaping it on the newspaper.

All we can figure is something smelled from a previous litterbox visit. The boys decided the smell was coming from the front page of the Boston Globe -- and promptly went to work to bury it.

I didn't think the Edwards Cheney debate stank that much ...

Raiding the Kitchen

We finished phasing out lunch for the cats yesterday, they now get fed twice a day. (I'm glad I'm not around to hear them mew about the last time they remember being fed was a week before we adopted them in June.)

In any case, I barreled home from working late to get dinner on the table (on the floor, actually) for them. Knowing they had no lunch, I got the boys' dry food bowls down with the left overs from lunch, and all three cats attacked it with gusto.

(Yes, Emily was shoulder to shoulder with the boys, and we had peace in our time as everyone had food on the brain. I had to pry to her loose to get to eat her own food when I got it down.)

While they got started on the dry food, I put their wet food (1/8 can each) in the bowls on the fly. The attention this got reminded me why I normally fill the bowls well out of reach of the cats. I was missing a cat food can lid, so I tucked the spare open can out of the way in the sink, and took Emily's food up to her suite.

I then collapsed and watched an inning of baseball playoffs, or most of one. I was interrupted by the boys being up on the counter in the kitchen; when I looked they were attacking the spoon I left in the sink after I served them dinner with it.

Oh wait. I also left the open kitten food can in the sink, and a full scale buffet raid was in progress. I gently booted them to the floor and gave them kitty treats for dessert, because they are so good at training their human...

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Baker House Revisited

Katherine went downstairs for a drink of water and found Whitey asleep on the dining room table.

I hope he was comfortable.

Kitten Jousts: Spider-Cat vs. Catzilla

Cat Fu is mostly wrestling, but sometimes the maneuvering for position via the stalk and pounce is far more interesting to watch.

Yesterday during Cat Fu, the boys split up into separate rooms. When they found each other again, they both charged and leaped in a manner to make a Klingon proud, resulting in two vertical cats suspended in midair.

Both cats had apparently realized the midair pending collision wasn't going to offer any advantage, and had put on the brakes enough that they didn't actually collide. Unfortunately, Spider-cat let his hind paws get too far forward, and ... well, he came back to earth by landing on more or less flat on his back.

So much for cats always landing on their feet.