Monthly Archives: August 2011

Smudge was not excited to see Duncan getting his medicine today.

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Huh!?!?!

Huh!?!?!

Smudge was in the middle of playing by himself and his favorite string when he heard/saw Duncan getting his medicine.  This was the photo my mind took and transferred to my computer.

Poor Ol’ Duncan

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No one likes disgusting "flavored" medicine.

No one likes disgusting "flavored" medicine.

Duncan’s still been having a bit of the vomits so we had to get him on another antibiotic.  This one is pretty disgusting though so he pretty much hates it.  The first time we gave it to him he started running really fast around the room and leaping straight into the air.  Never have I seen such a sight from him.  To help the problem a bit, we decided that a little swaddling was in order, and boy, does it make a difference.  He still doesn’t like it but at least there are no claws to be felt on my body from a sprinting cat.

Almost 1 year ago today, Duncan and Smudge became brothers.

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If only.......

If only.......

Actually, it will be a year that Adam and I have been married next weekend, but because we are going to a wedding today, here is how I WISH our wedding went.

Cats are not supposed to go in front of your computer monitor.

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Darn cat...

Darn cat...

My friend Blythe, who told me about the website that showcases cats who are not supposed to be places from my post yesterday, sent me a string of pictures of her cat Lucy getting in the way of her computer.  Again, and again, and again.  Silly Lucy.

Fight, fight, fight!

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Oh, Smudge.  When will you learn?

Oh, Smudge. When will you learn?

When Smudge gets nervous (and he’s easily made  anxious), he tends to act out by fighting.  Inevitably, Smudge will attack Duncan first, usually by biting him on the back of his legs.  Then they tussle, roll around a bit, and it ends with Duncan hitting Smudge on the head repeatedly while Smudge cowers.  Then…..as soon as you think it’s over and Duncan starts to get away from all the madness, Smudge goes and bites Duncan on the back of the legs again.  Really?….

Cat Cow with a Raccoon Tail

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Careful...it might be lurking near you

Careful...it might be lurking near you

Adam’s parents have a little old kitty who gets to go play outside.  One day the neighbor girl called it a cat cow with a raccoon tail.  Because it really is.  It’s a Frankenstein’s monster cat!!!!

And now for something a little different.

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So I have to learn some video editing software, which I’ve never worked with before…let alone any video editing software for that matter….and this is what I came up with.  I really have nothing else to make a video about, as we all know, so here is my first masterpiece.

Fluffeen (a.k.a. Fluffene)

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It's anatomically correct.

It's anatomically correct.

I learned recently that there’s a name for the super soft flab flap on my fat cats some kitties.  And it’s called fluffeen/fluffene.  I couldn’t decide how it should be spelled, though.  Your choice.

Also, no update on the name decision yet.  We’ll see.  I’ll keep you posted (pun intended).

The votes are in….almost.

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Ohboyohboyohboy!

Ohboyohboyohboy!

Ok, so I’m going to pass along the results of the vote to my brother before I announce the final decision, but I have included a hint if you can figure it out.  It’s not that hard, really, but whatevs.

This is probably the most important post ever.

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I need a name...

I need a name...

Alright.  So if you look at yesterday’s post you’ll see that my brother got a sassy new kitty who needs a name.  He’s toyed around with a few, but isn’t sure of one yet.  So he’s asking me to ask YOU, the cat friends of the world to help him choose a new name.  I think he might go with the most popular one, but I can’t guarantee that he will, haha.  Anyway, vote below!

 

Goodbye Vegas, goodbye money (or maybe hello?…)

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What'd we win, Duncan?

What'd we win, Duncan?

So today is the last day of my vacation in Vegas.  I am writing this from the past as I actually haven’t left yet so I can only speculate the great treasures I have won at many casinos.  I hope I’m a millionaire now.  I’ll still cattoon if I am; don’t worry.  Money won’t change us.  Well, Duncan might.

Just a few from the family album…

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Oh, hey.

Oh, hey.

Duncan loves to help put away laundry.

Thanks, Duncan.  You're really helpful.

Thanks, Duncan. You're really helpful.

What a beauty queen.

What a beauty queen.

Smudge thinks he’s beautiful.  And yes, that is an Ohio State name tag.

So comfy.

So comfy.

The cat knows how to nap.  ‘Nough said.

It’s official!!

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HooRAY!

HooRAY!

My brother is taking the big leap to becoming a catdad.  Congrats, Ben!  The name of the little backyard lurker turned new house kitty is yet to be determined but I will be sure to pass it along.  I think my brother is ready for a catson and I’m excited I still get to hang out with the cat sometimes.  Whenever my brother lets me visit.  I’m gonna be a great cataunt.

I think we made a mistake being Muggles trying to make Butterbeer.

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Um, don't make it like we did.

Um, don't make it like we did.

When I was vising my cousin I thought it would be fun to be a delicious adult libation.  Obviously butterbeer was the first choice that popped into my head.  Harry Potter is awesome, butterbeer sounds magical and tastey, and what else would I want?

After some careful researching, I found a bunch of great sounding recipes (mostly including actual butter and fine spices) and decided to make my own.  Obviously the best choice.

Our recipe went like so….

Butterscotch schapps (the cheapest, of course)
Cream soda
Caramel Vanilla creamer

Then once we had our ingredients, we decided to mix it in a pitcher.  The ratios were as follows: All of the butterscotch schnapps and whatever leftover in cream soda.  Then creamer as needed per glass.

Warning.  Don’t make this recipe.  It sucked.  It was like drinking pure syrup laced with sugar with a sugar glaze.  I think I had a sugar hangover after one sip.

I think Sally is a hilarious name for a cat.

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Um....excuuuuuse me, please.  A little privacy?

Um....excuuuuuse me, please. A little privacy?

My friend’s sister Allison has a cat named Sally.  That in itself is spectacular, but she sent me a picture of silly Sally bathing on the bed and Sally looked less than pleased to get her picture taken.  And voila, here she is!

In the summer it’s important to keep hydrated and cool.

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What the?  Where ARE we?

What the? Where ARE we?

My cousin and her boyfriend were telling me about some pugs that like to go floating in their pool on a raft.  Here they are.  They look generally confused and uncertain, as most pugs are.

We might have travel in our future if it could be like this…

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There’s more to this than just a fun hike with a cat and you can read about it on their website that’s posted on the video, but regardless of what it was meant for…it looks awesome to do it with a cat.  Unfortunately Duncan and Smudge weigh too much and would be more of a burden than fun travel partners.

Oh well…it was a fun thought while it lasted!

I swear, we’re at a two cat limit in this family….probably.

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That chipmunk was not a happy camper.

That chipmunk was not a happy camper.

Adam found this little teen-aged kitten cat loitering around the house recently.  And he started feeding him and leaving water.  And a little cat carrier with a towel.  And started checking in on him several times a day.  Whatever anyone tells you, Adam is a softy.  But I didn’t say it.

So this little guy is super cute and needs a home but it looks like he’s kind of made a home here for the time being.  But I’m pretty sure we aren’t going to take him in…mostly sure.   He’s kind of irresistible and purrs a lot and loves to be petted.  This is a hard one to say no to……

Anyway, he’s been playing with animals in the backyard.  Specifically a little chipmunk the other day.  Adam thought he was going to have to put that little chipmunk out of its misery, but it was just playing dead.

I made Adam distract our new kitty friend so the chipmunk could pull a getaway.

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This horse was not made to be broken.

This horse was not made to be broken.

This is ridiculous.  Duncan was sitting on the chair while we were eating, as usual, and Adam’s brother Lee came up and put a piece of lettuce on his back.  Hahah, so weird.  Duncan didn’t really care at first but once he found out that it was a lettuce saddle, I’ll be he would have strongly objected.

Vegetarians/Vegans/Pescatarians, beware…

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Bacon Party!

Bacon Party!

Sorry non-meaties, but pretend it’s fake-on instead of bacon.  I had a great visit with my cousin and her main squeeze these last few days and we had a yummy breakfast-for-lunch meal one day.  And. We. Had. Bacon!  It was really good.  But I am going to share a little bacon secret that I picked up along the way from Adam…..only get center cut bacon.  It’s a bit pricier but WORTH IT.  Trust me.  If you get it and don’t like it, call me a liar, but I am confident that you won’t and my reputation will remain unscathed.

 

Nom nom nom.

Hello, blankie!

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Someone found a new best friend!

Someone found a new best friend!

So I made the bed recently for the first time in a long time and put a delicious fleece blanket at the bottom for when I’m feeling chilly in the AC that Adam likes to turn to an ungodly cold temperature.  Adam fleecy blankets because he’s always hot, but Smudgie LOOOOOOVES soft blankets.  As soon as I put that blanket on the bed, Smudge was front and center.  Smart cat.

Who doesn’t like string cheese?

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Who doesn't love string cheese?!

Who doesn't love string cheese?!

So I’ve already chronicled Duncan’s love of food, specifically string cheese.  But recently Duncan has been using his supersonic hearing again to find string cheese that I want to enjoy.  By myself.  But sharing is caring after all.

Proper cat sitting.

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One must properly position oneself for maximum decorum and respectability.

One must properly position oneself for maximum decorum and respectability.

Duncan has been sitting very prettily recently.  He often lays with his little front legs crossed.  Very high class.

In this corner we have Duncan the Destroyer and in this corner we have Smudge the Pesterer.

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Eh, put 'em up, see?

Eh, put 'em up, see?

Duncan and Smudge have an illustrious history of cat fighting.  I’m pretty sure it’s just play but it might be more, too.  All I know is that almost always Smudge instigates and suffers the ensuing consequences.  Smudge is know for the back leg surprise bite and cower move, while Duncan is famous for his repeated paw bashing the head move.  So yeah, Duncan usually wins.