Monthly weigh-in

This month's weigh-in has Whitey and Billy both stable, at 13.5 and 15.5 pounds, respectively. That's a little high for Billy, so we may want to cut back his food a bit more.

The bad news, though, is that Emily has slipped down to just 6.0 pounds. She threw up again this morning, too, even after several doses of Tagamet (which she continues to hate). Sigh...

Photo Fridayish Extra: Feline Weather Report

Careful observation of your cats can provide lots of amusement and insight into their personalities. It's useful, too, giving a quick and easy estimate of current weather conditions.

Today's weather? Too darn hot.

Photo Friday: Dangerous Expedition, Part 1

I admit we can be terribly inconsistent, because we don't let the boys burrow under the bed covers nearly as much as Emily. We let her do it for three reasons:

• She seems to do it for warmth. (She may have low body temperature caused by her age and health.)
• She doesn't burrow very deep, so she won't suffocate (and we can find her),
• She doesn't pounce on human toes if she encounters them while spelunking.

And like the boys doing it, it's cute.

To be honest, we've been known to tuck Emily in when she needs it.

Back when it was cold enough for Emily to really snuggle under the flannel sheets, Whitey went exploring.

Daily Stench

Alas, Emily threw up again at 5 AM. Really just a little spittle, but it does mean her tummy remains in distress.

(It also means I was up again at 5 AM. yawn.)

Katherine tried to give Emily Tagament this morning, but got it mostly on Emily rather than in Emily.

I can be brave from here, can't I?

Part two of the great bathroom refurbishment is this week, with two fun-filled days of paint and wallpaper. Billy is being very brave, and has come out from under my office futon to sit in my office door and watch the proceedings. Or at least watch the closed bathroom door. Once the door opens and the scary contractor emerges, back under the futon he goes.

In other news, Emily has been acting like her stomach hurts for the last several days, and threw up this morning. Maybe time to get the Tagamet out again...

Photo Friday: Cave Cats

Because of Billy's bulk, we bought a plus size carrier just for him. But that doesn't mean he doesn't like our standard size carriers, especially if it means a snug little catten pile with his brother in the carrier cave.



I don't think we would want to zip the two of them into it though.

Wall crawler

Whitey has improved his skill set.

While he has jumped up to my file cabinet from the sun deck by the window sill many times, he never has tried the jump from the bare (closed) window sill. I presume he doesn't feel he can drive from the narrow space with both legs.

It turns out he's willing to compromise -- he's willing to jump up to the file cabinet from the (wider) open window sill. Which with summer finally here, I better either secure the file cabinet completely or make sure he has good landing zone.