Tag Archives: cats

Powerball anyone?

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So the cats are really interested in becoming billionaires. Can you call it being a billionaire if it’s only 1.5 billion? Well, regardless, the cats are searching the coin jar to get a ticket they can share. They said that if they win they’d share the winnings and give me a small cut. I thought that was nice of them, so I let them continue searching for coins in my coin jar and let them think it’s theirs. ūüôā

Good luck if you bought your lottery tickets! Smudge and Duncan are pretty convinced they’re lucky tonight. We shall soon see!!

What is it with boxes?

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So I got something in the mail and it came in a nicely sized box. So obviously, the cats were immediately interested. Duncan jumps in….and sits. Just sits. For like 5 minutes. Now I know that’s probably not a cat record but it was weird all the same. He didn’t lay down, he didn’t do anything, he just sat in a box. We’ll once he finished his sit, he left….and Smudge came by and did the same thing. He just sat there in the the middle of the box. Eventually Duncan was sitting outside of the he box looking at it, and Smudge was inside sitting facing toward Duncan. The box was just tall enough that they couldn’t see each other but I knew they had cat brother sense and were sharing some sort of cat sitting bond. Brothers.

Oodles of Doodles

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Doodles

Doodles

Ok, so I have been in a bit of a creative funk lately but it’s starting to come back! ¬†Starting with these doodles. ¬†As I was mindlessly watching Dropdead Diva I doodled these doodles, which I figured I would share since it’s about all the drawing I’ve been doing. ¬†BUT….it got the rust off the old brain, so to speak.

Some highlights…

  • A cat sitting on a stool (unfortunately NOT how Ducan sits on stools. ¬†I think I’d freak the geek out if I saw him sitting like this.)
  • Mini-Adam on a bike.
  • Little fruit peoples
  • A plunger with eyes.
  • Duncan as a grifter selling his wares. ¬†This came up as I was talking with Adam’s cousin Sam about our newly painted basement, half of which is purple, and we collectively decided somehow that Duncan and Smudge could sell purple items out of it. ¬†Don’t ask. ¬†But it made total sense to both of us – guess that shows that 1) great minds think alike and 2) we both might be a little weird.

Some cats just want to choose their own names.

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You can call me Dakota but I won't respond

You can call me Dakota but I won’t respond

So my friends Emily and Brett have a pretend pet cat. ¬†Pretend pet cat, you ask? ¬†Well, it’s just that he comes around and is super friendly. ¬†His real name is Dakota, but they’ve given him a new name…and he has accepted it.

I honestly don’t know how the name change started, but I’d like to think that he sent some sort of cat telepathy to them and convinced him that Jonesy is his real name.

But really….think about it. ¬†You have a pet. ¬†Your pet likes to wander and is rather friendly. ¬†All the sudden you see your neighbor calling to you cat with a new name. ¬†Kinda weird, right? ¬†I guess you can’t control what a cat wants to be called.

Life lesson right here, people.

“The Change” is beginning…

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How embarrassing...

How embarrassing…

So I’ve begun to let myself go and the URL of this blog is becoming more misleading. ¬†I realize lately that I totally go places (work included) with cat fur on my clothes and am not specifically aware of it….nor do I really care – until I realize I have stupid cat fur all over me and I feel the social implications hurrying around my brain telling me that I’ll look like a true crazy cat lady if I don’t make a loop of scotch tape and furiously start rolling my clothes clean.

This has also led me on a brushing crusade with Duncan and Smudge with the intent to solve the root problem. ¬†Because, you know, it’s not really my fault that I don’t want to clean the fur off my clothes when I decide to leave the house; it’s all theirs. ¬†Sorry cats, it’s just easier this way.

Hello, again!

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Get hip to the nip.

Get hip to the nip.

Oooooooooook. ¬†I’m back. ¬†Yes, I am here and moved in to our newly fixed up little house. ¬†So hello, again!

Firstly, we’ve been working super hard on getting our house all fixed up….like 3-5 days a week after work and almost all weekend every weekend since January. ¬†I know, right? ¬†I totally didn’t imagine that we were going to have to do so much but it was totally worth it and now we’ve got a cool little bungalow all our own!

I have missed drawing (and the lack of practice will show in the next few upcoming posts, yikes) but I am proud to say that I believe I will be back to some sort of regular drawing schedule.  I hope.

I thought it would be fitting to tie in the house with the blog, so here I have a true story from today. ¬†Duncan and Smudge have adjusted pretty well to life here but Smudge is still fairly nervous, as usual. ¬†So our lovely neighbor stopped by and must have seen the cats peepin’ out the window once or twice because she brought us fresh catnip from her garden. ¬†How, we were also the lucky recipient of a package of catnip seeds from our friends, but haven’t gotten around to planting them yet. ¬†But we’d better do it quick because the catnip was a huge success…..sort of.

Duncan, the crazy, food-begging, fake-plant-chewing one was completely uninterested beyond a sniff and chose to go to his gross orange stick toy with the nasty dried catnip in it.

Smudge, on the other hand, went BANANAS for it!!  I was shocked.  He ate it up as fast as we could give it to him.

So that’s what this drawing is all about. ¬†Lame old Duncan sitting by his favorite toy and Smudgie rejoicing in the pleasure of a good fresh treat.

I really had no idea of the power of fresh catnip. ¬†Later today we went to visit little Norman (my brother’s cat, if you remember), since they now live down the street from us, and he was even more nuts about it. ¬†He was rolling all around on the floor seemingly trying to get more catnip from the wood floor. ¬†It was entertaining to say the least.

Anyway, sorry this has been so long overdue but be prepared for more cattoons in the future!!

Trudith likes a good adventure.

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Trudith is modest and practical in her swimwear choices.

Trudith is modest and practical in her swimwear choices.

Did you know that Trudith likes to go snorkeling? ¬†And it’s not just her. ¬†Her kitty loves a good adventure, too. ¬†Can’t you tell? ¬†And I think the cat has a name now….thanks to a nice blend by Nora combining Jessi, Matt, and her own suggestion, the cat is named¬†Sir Percival Chauncy Fuzbluffen. ¬†He oftentimes goes by Percival in less formal situations but likes to mix it up in other social circles. ¬†And I lied…he hates a good adventure.

Doesn’t everyone like an umbrella hat?

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Why just sit around the house when you can sit around outside under a parasol?

Why just sit around the house when you can sit around outside under a parasol?

Trudith isn’t just an old fuddy duddy who sits around her house in the sitting room all day long. ¬†She and her cat enjoy a good outing at the park.

P.S. ¬†I totally had one of those umbrella hats that I recall buying on vacation in Florida….and it was awesome. ¬†Well, awesome when I wore it outside for 3 hours¬†straight¬†when I first bought it in Florida and the few minutes I wore it in the house later when I found it while cleaning my room.

Trudith always eats like a lady.

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And her cat dutifully waits for her to finish.

And her cat dutifully waits for her to finish.

So her is Trudith again.  This time she really shows her class and graceful nature.  She always eats like a lady.

Trudith loves chatting with her gal pals.

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She's got the gift of gab.

She's got the gift of gab.

Trudith loves a good chat with her gal pals, and her cat does, too. ¬†I still haven’t decided on a name yet. ¬†Maybe I’ll just leave him/her/it nameless and let you choose your favorite. ¬†It might be more fun that way (What a cop out! I should just make a decision.).

Trudith and her cat (still unnamed as of yet) like to just hang out sometimes.

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Just doing her thang.

Just doing her thang.

Thanks for all the cat name suggestions. ¬†Trudith hasn’t told me yet which is the right one, though.

But anyway, here they are just chillin’….’cause that’s what Trudith does.

Her name is Trudith Hortencia Grimmsbottom.

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It's never Trudy.

It's never Trudy.

 

I decided to draw this lovely lady on paper instead to see how she would turn out and I have begun to draw here in a bunch of situations.  She now has a name, as you saw in the title, and she NEVER goes by Trudy.

I haven’t decided on a name for her cat yet….any thoughts?

I like to pretend…

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Sooo much fun!

Sooo much fun!

I was reading a comment on a website where someone was trying to be funny (I think) and said they like to pretend that their bed is an island that they and their cats are stuck on it.  So here is my rendition because that was too funny not to draw.  Cats, of course, would not be amused by this at all.

I also added the pirate hat for my own amusement.

And no.  This was not my own comment and I have not done this.  Yet.

Why are flat-faced cats so ugly they’re cute?

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Mrow

So I’ve been drawing on paper while I wait for my stylus to arrive and I kind of like it more. ¬†Except for the scanning. ¬†I don’t know why but I seriously hate scanning stuff – for some reason it just irks me.

So anyway, I got a kitten daily calendar (go figure, right?) and there was a pair of goofy looking flat-faced cats that cracked me up. ¬†So here they are. ¬†ūüôā

A new year, and a malfunctioning drawing tablet, so you’re stuck with this “cattoon.”

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Just hanging out with the cats.

Just hanging out with the cats.

So my dumb ol’ drawing tablet stylus is still broken and I had to order one from Amazon. ¬†Boo. ¬†But at least I’ll soon be able to do better digital drawings than I did today with my mouse.

What is this, you ask? I’m sitting on the couch, making a dumb face, with the “cats” sitting behind me. ¬†I had to add this whole description because Adam said…”Huh? ¬†What is that? ¬†Why are you making that dumb face?” when I showed him.

Thanks.

I just decided to do a stupid picture of myself and do something funny with it. ¬†So there you have it. ¬†Plus, I’m too lazy to do it in pen and then scan it. ¬†I don’t know why that whole scanning process drives me nuts.

Drumroll please…………….TADA! Today is ONE FULL YEAR OF NOTACRAZYCATLADY!!!

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Sorry for all the caps up there but I AM EXCITED!  This marks the end of the first year of notacrazycatlady and also the conclusion of my post a day challenge.

For those of you from the beginning, you know that I have boldly accepted the challenge (from WordPress.com and I suppose myself) to post every day. ¬†Now, being that I am a teacher and don’t always have free time on my hands (ok, that’s a huge lie) and have gone on some vacations and whatnot, this proved to be a bit difficult sometimes. ¬†But I loved challenging myself and have made some great strides in my cattooning.

Poor Adam had to deal with me jolting out of bed at 11:30 more than once or sitting on my phone trying to get a phone cartoon done when we were out with friends when I forgot that I had a post to complete.  And despite all this, he surprised me today with THIS!!!

Anniversary Surprise

Yes, that is a two-pound resealable bag of Twizzlers

All his favorites!

All his favorites!

Yes, you saw correctly.  My man got me a bottle of champagne, a two-pound bag of Twizzlers, and a hand-crafted, hand-selected anniversary picture of his favorite notacrazycatlady cattoons.  This might be better than our real anniversary!

Now, don’t think this means that notacrazycatlady is¬†kaput. ¬†I will be posting at least 2 times a week, if not more. ¬†I just don’t think the everyday thing will happen. ¬†It was a great experience and I love creating something every day, but with the Etsy store and the fact that thinking about posting everyday sometimes made me cry (not really), I will be trying to test out a few more new adventures. ¬†But keep on checking back, because I’ll be here!

As a bonus treat today, I will share with you a little something Adam and I did on our honeymoon.  This was pre-notacrazycatlady but post-me-starting-to-cattoon-a-lot.

meow

meow

We got matching Duncan and Smudge tattoos. ¬†Yes. ¬†Yes, we did. ¬†And we call them cattoos. ¬†Well, I don’t know if he does, but I do.

Now this kind of looks like it sucks. ¬†And it was supposed to be a little “sketchy”…not like sketchy sketchy, but like a sketch. ¬†It’s all mellowed out now and blended nicely. ¬†This was literally the day after we got them. ¬†Yes, Adam has the same cat tattoo on his ankle, too. ¬†I’ll spare him the¬†embarrassment¬†and just use my leg instead, ha!

Thank you to all you not crazy cattoon loving fans, friends, and family and I look forward to sharing more cattoons and stories with you in the future and hearing you share your stories with me, too!

Man I love Jimmy Johns

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Yay!!!!

So I had a lovely time with my grammy today. ¬†She lives like 10 minutes from work so I stopped by to hang out for a bit and we went out for a bite to eat. ¬†I introduced her to Jimmy Johns and we both got my favorite…the Beach Club. ¬†Turkey, provolone (I think), lettuce, sprouts (yum!), avocado spread (double yum!), and no mayo. ¬†Soooooooo good. ¬† My love affair with Jimmy Johns is on-again, off-again and began in college. ¬†I know it’s not the best food around but dog-gone-it, I love those subs. ¬†And the chips. ¬†Mmmmm. ¬†Gram loved it too. ¬†And we love each other. ¬†So it was a lovey day!

Photobomb!

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So I took this photo on our honeymoon in Maine and I decided…you know, since I’m not a crazy cat lady….that it would be fun to pretend the cats were there, too. ¬†Since Smudge loves to get in the way of things he is photobombing a lovely shot of Duncan dipping his toes in the ocean.

It’s a cat in a basket!

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Yum!

Yum!

I really hope Jimmie Chew doesn’t get sick of me drawing pictures from his blog, but I just love them. ¬†They crack me up. ¬†Here is a basket chewing cat cattoon.

On another fun note, in just a few short days (10 maybe? ¬†I can’t recall) I will have posted a blog post everyday for the last year. ¬†Woo! ¬†So even though it’s 2012, this is the finale to my postaday2011.

Thanks to everyone who follows along with me on my somewhat ridiculous cattooning adventures.

It’s a party!

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Huzzah!

Huzzah!

This is a post live from a family holiday party! ¬†I am a leaning cat because I am a bit tipsy, haha. ¬†There are ¬†a lot of family members here and I don’t want to eavesdrop on their¬†conversations¬†so that’s why I made them say “blah blah”…not that they just blah blah it up. ¬†ūüôā

Desperate times call for desperate measures.

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Maybe if they don't see how desperate I am...

Maybe if they don't see how desperate I am...

Yes, I’ll admit it. ¬†Sometimes Adam and I make up songs about mundane everyday things. ¬†Today Adam was singing about the cats. ¬†Specifically Duncan. ¬†Pretty much because Duncan was looking ridiculous and desperate but as if he was trying to hide it. ¬†We decided that it was his way of getting food since he knows that being annoying and meowing just won’t work anymore.

me-sigh-ow.

Will their love of snacks bring them together?

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love of snacks = love of each other?

Adam’s parents’ cat does not really…um…fit in with our cats. ¬†They are a bit brutish with him. ¬†However, we had a breakthrough with the cats. ¬†They were all amicably near each other within a foot when Adam and I gave them all snacks. ¬†Could this be the beginning of a change around here?

Warning: this is not direct at you, just directed toward you (if you’re looking at your computer screen, which I would assume you are since you are reading this)

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Raspberry

Raspberry

Anyone know why it’s called a raspberry? ¬†I suppose I could look it up but…..meh.

Smudge really needs a manicure.

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Me-owch

Me-owch

The other day Smudge was climbing on me to get to some food on a tv tray – way to go Duncan teaching your brother dumb tricks and bad habits. ¬†Adam tried to gently dissuade him with a wee shove but Smudge wasn’t ready to budge. ¬†So he just casually pierced my fleshy quad with his razor sharp talon claws in an attempt to stay close to his beloved food bits. ¬†So I had 14-ish pounds of cat hanging from my leg. ¬†And now I literally have 10 little claws lines in my leg. ¬†No joke.

You should all be glad I’m not a real detective.

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You're lying!.....maybe....

So I’m really into this video game, L.A. Noire. ¬†If you don’t know about it, it’s a pretty revolutionary game where they did all this crazy technology stuff to get real actors to act the parts of the characters and therefore have remarkably life-like game people. ¬†Because of this, you have to read the faces and body language of people to determine if they are telling the truth or not.

And I SUCK at it. ¬†So I’m glad (and you should be, too) that I am not a real detective.

I also suck at the driving in the game too pretty much. ¬†Sorry, can’t avoid that one in real life.

“Adam, I’m no wimp” or “A post based on childish response to taunting by a husband”

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I put the painting on his favorite chair.

I put the painting on his favorite chair.

Ok, I give in. ¬†Mostly because Adam called me a wimp in my comments. ¬†Boo hoo – now I’m crying but when I’m done I’m gonna show you and post that dumb painting! That’ll show you….

Here is the painitng of Mr. Smudge. ¬†It’s on his favorite chair to add to the realism. ¬†I know you might think I’m crazy for being all weird about it, but perhaps that’s just the ol’ perfectionist in me rearing her little big head. ¬†And I guess in fairness/to toot my own horn (I’m not THAT critical of myself, yo) this is my 3rd attempt at something “realistic” and my first cat painting beyond a cattoon.

I decided not to post the photo with it, though because the angles are off a bit and that’s my beef with it. ¬†And my¬†prerogative¬†not to share. ¬†And I’m now Bobby Brown. ¬†Minus the drugs, singing, and crazy relationships. ¬†Wait, didn’t Britney do a cover of that song? ¬†Same differences apply here, too, then I suppose.

Art imitating art imitating life. Is that how that goes?

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So I have been busy these days because I think I want to start going to craft shows….make that a craft show….I’ve never been before. ¬† But I’ve made baby onesises and cool little magnets, and painted stools for friends and family before, so I figured why not try it out with strangers? ¬† ¬†I decided I needed something else to have at my craft stand, plus I just wanted to try and paint fun little canvases, so I’ve been painting little pictures and whatnot.

I didn’t know what to post today, but I painted a portrait (is that the right word) of Smudge today. ¬†Adam said I should take a picture of it and post that. ¬†I declined. ¬†It’s one of those things where I didn’t quite like little things but they made a big difference to me. ¬†Which is strange because I post stupid cartoons everyday. ¬†But whatever.

So instead I decided to draw a dumb little cartoon of me showing off my painting of Smudge.  Enjoy!

And maybe the painting will show its face.  Maybe.  Eh, who knows?

Hey you, in the tower!

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I've got things to do, boy.

I've got things to do, boy.

I was watching the show Prime Suspect, which I really like, and was just sketching the main lady character (I don’t know her name) and decided to turn it into a Rapunzel thing (Why? ¬†I dunno. ¬†How did this turn out this way? ¬†I dunno, either.). ¬†So I made this into a new Rapunzel who stays in her tower because girl’s got things to do. ¬†So leave her alone so she can get them done, boy.

I really don’t even get this one, but I liked her expression so I decided to go with it.

I’m such a good cat mom.

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You're welcome, Duncan!

You're welcome, Duncan!

Yeah, this was kinda a rough little drawing, so ignore that.  The story is better.

Last night Duncan fell asleep on me, which he seldom does.  I put a squish pillow on him (otherwise known as a Teddy Log) since cats love having stuff on them, right?  So in the middle of the night I hear and feel the pillow hit the floor and then I make the move of the century and grab Duncan as his little body slowly slid off the bed and I saved him and brought him back up before he smashed to the floor.

I remember wondering if he was dead because he didn’t even flinch when I awkward sleep-grabbed him and pulled him up so he could be spooned. ¬†But then he was breathing. ¬†And now he’s annoyingly pawing at papers on the desk.

All is back to normal.

Gobble Gobble!

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Who are you?

Who are you?

Happy Thanksgiving!  Gobble Gobble!

True story: My great friend Emily was studying abroad in Scotland and I went to visit her for a week. ¬†She showed me pictures of the Thanksgiving feast they were having at her dorm, which she set up for all her friends. ¬†My first thought (and perhaps I said it out loud) was, “Why aren’t they all with their families?”

Then I hit ¬†myself a few times. ¬†You know…once I got it. ¬†That they don’t celebrate this holiday over there…

Yeah, I had a moment.

 

I wish I could deny this but it must be said.

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It's true.

It's true.

When I was in middle school I really liked cats (big surprise, huh?) and I also liked fairies.  I know.  So anyway, I may have chosen the name FairyCat (actually, FaiRyCaT or something like that) that I used as my email and instant messenger name.  Not so bad for middle school but I might have kept it through the beginning of college.  Embaaaaaarassing!

So here is my image of what I think a fairycat is.  Because I still secretly like them.

More like “Occupy Basement”

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I guess there's a strike on.

I guess there's a strike on.

Duncan and Smudge have been on a diet, but this trend started waaaaay before that.  Duncan and Smudge are if nothing, excellent measurers.  They can tell if they have been fed less than a desirable amount and are quick to protest.

Tonight I gave them half a can of Fancy Feast instead of the typical one can each, thinking that they could get a second helping before bed.  But their little sense of measurement took charge and a protest was quickly organized.

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Good job, Duncan!

Good job, Duncan!

I went upstairs today to find Duncan just causally lounging on the countertop staring at the oven. ¬†I know he was just making sure it didn’t overcook. ¬†What a good member of the household…

Duncan has a secret wish…

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Duncan has a secret wish...

Duncan has a secret wish...

So Duncan has his favorite toys and everything, but he’s gotten really into rubbing his face all over this sword Adam has. ¬†I like to think it’s because he wants to be a samurai or something.

Smudge-Faced

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So embarassing

So embarassing.

We’ve been feeding the kitties Fancy Feast to avoid any more Disasterbetes¬†drama and I’ve decided it’s waaaaay easier to just leave the can and lid on the floor for the kids to clean them all up than trying to stop them from getting into the recycled cans. ¬†Plus, I don’t have to rinse the cans now! ¬†We all win!

Smudge has been getting into this situation pretty hard-core. ¬†More so than Duncan, I’d say. ¬†It’s gotten to the point that his whole little face is smashed into the can and he gets food stuck in his fur and looks like a vagabond. ¬†So I like to call it being Smudge-Faced.

Smudge is a cyborg

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Resistance is futile.

Resistance is futile.

I totally forgot about this until yesterday when I remembered that Smudge has a chip in his scruff that the cat place put in him. ¬†You have to pay a subscription of sorts to get the thing activated, which we didn’t do, but he has it and is therefore a real robot cat. ¬†I think it’s supposed to be in place of a collar, actually. ¬†He likes his rainbow collar too much to give it up, though.