So just about 2 months ago little baby Hazel came to play! Big excitement for all of us and a definite chaos element to her arrival, but for the cats the excitement tended to seem just like chaos. So here is baby Hazel if she were a kitten, haha, and my representation of the cats’ reactions to her.
Duncan is just incredulous, like, what is this thing? When she cries….and she does that quite a bit….he used to do a big-eyed run between Adam and me, seemingly trying to say something like, “Are you gonna stop it? Who’s gonna stop this thing? You guys do hear that, right? It’s not just me. So why haven’t you stopped it yet??” He more or less ignores her now and even has taken to sitting on my lap while I hold her.
Smudge was pretty much missing for most of the first month. His normal hangout is the bed upstairs but he decided that under the bed is the best spot for him most days. He’s gotten back to just sitting on the bed, but if Hazel starts screaming it’s back to his cave dwelling under the bed.
So anyway, here’s a picture of the real baby, who is not a kitten.
Duncan is often seen in this pose. But what could he be doing?? Here are a few apropos captions that could very well describe what he’s doing.
1. Duncan is dipping his paw into his water dish to test the waters. Yes, there’s water in there, you can drink like a regular cat now.
2. Duncan is poised over his brother Smudge issuing a series of repeated bops to the head. Yes, Smudge was probably chasing him first but just rolls over on his side and takes said head bops like a
3. Duncan has sneaked up closer and closer to my food plate, so slowly I almost didn’t notice. Like a ninja, his paw stealthily finds its victim, a renegade french fry or any food bit, really. But of course I notice it because I’m not giving up my dang food, so I’m sorry, Duncan. But you’ll have to use your cobra paw any other day.
4. My favorite: In an attempt to get his morning breakfast on his time table, he finds his slack-jawed, mouth breathing, sleeping cat mom (me) and tries to put his paw in my mouth to wake me up. Yes, it usually works.
I’m not exactly sure how it transpired but it was magnificent. I was grading papers with a marker and somehow Adam got silly and tried to harass me. So in self-defense only, I gave him half of a (washable!) marker moustache. And I even gave it a little flair with a curl. He looked wonderful with a half of a curled green moustache on top of his beard he already sports.
I thought it was just a college guy thing when we first started dating. Adam would always be dancing the line of being late and being really late. I figured, eh, whatever.
We’ll this has not changed and I end up turning into a nag because I hate being late. Likes sweaty palms anxiety hate.
Cue tv-like drama.
So the other day Adam was running on his own schedule again and I was getting annoying, as usual (note: I was actually both annoyed and annoying). I called him out on it, once I realized that this was never going to change, and I decided that Adam is like a tortoise slowly eating a little piece of lettuce. I think he agreed to my analogy. So this is Adam as a tortoise.
Firstly, I was planning on this just being a quick sketch I might try to improve upon later but it looked too funny to do anything more with. Haha
Adam was playing with Smudge but Duncan kept meowing. Move forward a minute or so and I see this – Adam carrying a soothed Duncan while dragging around a pink feather toy for Mr. Smudge to play with and chase. And like a flash, the trio passed and I was left amused.
We decided to “catify” the house a little by giving the cats a few more places to explore. We took off some things from the top of a bookshelf so the cat-os can see the room from a different view. Duncan was instantly drawn to the mirror on the wall and started taking in the world from the mirror. Not particularly all that cute or funny……but it was.
Just a fun fish I was playing around and made! Glib, glub.