Tag Archives: duncan

What.

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He totally knows what he's doing.

He totally knows what he’s doing.

I titled this “What.” This was intentionally not a question but a rhetorical statement (can you even do that?).  Duncan KNOWS he is not supposed to march on countertops or tables but he is also stubborn, too smart for his own good, and stubborn.  And a jerk.  We’ll snap and “chuch” him (say the word, you’ll know what I mean) and he’ll hop off only to rebound from his scolding with another quick trip to the table or wherever else he isn’t supposed to be.  I suppose I love his tenacity but it’s annoying and a little gross.  Oh, Duncan, how you vex me.

Oh, I’m sorry. Were you trying to use this?

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I'm sorry, were you trying to use this?

I’m sorry, were you trying to use this?

As I sit trying to finish up some college class stuff, of course Duncan just decides to lay pretty much on the keyboard of my laptop.  He’s done it enough that we have a thing now where I move the laptop to my knees and he gets to lay close to me.  It’s not that bad and at least he doesn’t try to march around on the keyboard anymore.

 

Duncan loves what he loves

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They're MINE!

They’re MINE!

So Adam came home today and put his keys and wallet on the floor.  As he was taking off his boots, Duncan decided to just lay down and rub his little cat head all over the wallet and keys.  I wasn’t sure if the message was that he loved the wallet and keys or he was excited his dad was home and couldn’t contain himself.

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.

Please call him Mr. Duncan now.

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Forget a regular collar!

Forget a regular collar!

I decided that instead of a regular collar Duncan should wear a tie everywhere.  And then he can be a business man (business cat?) since he’s already wearing a tie.  Or maybe a lawyer.  Whatever brings in more money is good for me.

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!

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.

Looks like someone got locked out last night.

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Locked out?  Who cares?!

Locked out? Who cares?!

So I found out a certain little big cat got locked out of our basement last night.  And not only that…..but he ate his uncle’s cat food upstairs during his midnight run of the house.  All of it.  As in zero crumbs or anything leftover.  How am I not surprised?

I fully expect to see this in my kitchen someday.

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He's just so hungry.

He's just so hungry.

He probably would already eaten the string cheese so he’d have to move onto the next best thing.

 

On a totally unrelated note, I’ve had a Justin Bieber song suck in my head for the last 14 hours.  Help me.

Duncan, you never cease to amaze me.

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I get the literal interpretation of this, but goldfish crackers, Duncan?  Really?

I get the literal interpretation of this, but goldfish crackers, Duncan? Really?

He was going crazy when I brought out the Goldfish crackers and so I decided to give him one.  And he crunched it up really fast.  And so I gave him another one.  And then I realized he would do this forever so I stopped and ate the rest myself.

No more goldfish crackers for Duncan.  He’s crazy.

You know your cat is old when…

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Time for infomercials, D!

Time for infomercials, D!

So I’m pretty sure Duncan’s had this less than thick hair from his eye to his ear but Lee decided to call it a receding hairline today – and Duncan a senior cat now.   Sorry Duncan; I think it’s time to accept those gray hairs and that you’re losing hair.  Maybe it’s time for you to start thinking about retirement.

I tried…

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Maybe if he loses weight?

Maybe if he loses weight?

So their amazing cat climber has a little tube as the middle layer.  I’ve been really interested in getting them in that tube and succeeded yesterday by putting treats in the middle of it.  Duncan fell for it, hook, line, and sinker.  The only problem was it was an INCREDIBLY tight squeeze.  I suppose I understand why they haven’t been hanging out in there now.

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.

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.

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.

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.

 

Duncan is mesmerized.

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What.  IS. It?

What. IS. It?

We got this wine insta-cooler thing as a wedding present (thanks, Jordan!) and used it the other day.  Duncan was in the kitchen with us and as soon as it started spinning the bottle around and making a weird whirring noise, he was instantly transfixed and mesmerized.  It was like a cat-charmer.  Maybe I can use it to hypnotize him into forgetting about food so much.

Duncan really is demanding…now in animation form!

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So I am playing with and learning my tablet (it is kind of hard to get used to!).  This is a super short, not so glamorous animation I just did in a few minutes to play with the animation app and see what it’s all about.  Duncan is so demanding…

I got a new toy!

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Oh man oh man oh man, who's there?  Is Dad going to feed us?!?!

Oh man oh man oh man, who's there? Is Dad going to feed us?!?!

So I got a Bamboo Fun tablet as a birthday present and this is the first result.   Not too great, but I just wanted to get a feel for doodling on it.  So here is Duncan as I was sitting in the kitchen with my new Bamboo tablet as he heard Adam come home and got REALLY excited about it.  He knows that means dinner and is therefore very motivated.

Duncan says goodbye to friends.

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Partings are such sweet sorrow.

Partings are such sweet sorrow.

So Duncan had to take a trip to the vet the other day for vomiting.  He never really ralphs excepts when he might have eaten too quickly so this was of some concern.  The vet thought it might be a hairball and that to keep an eye on things.

Well, the next day his hairball came out to play.  All was well and we were happy to see it gone.  Until today, about a week later, Duncan puked up another hairball.  Gross.  I hope this is over soon.

It’s kind of weird, though, since he’s a short-haired cat.  I suppose someone *coughcoughAdamcough* might not have been brushing him when he and the cats  moved back.  Then again, perhaps this is a while in the making and I shouldn’t blame him for it.  Either way, Duncan is a few ounces lighter and loving his new svelte body.  Me-ow.

Don’t be afraid; he’s just a big talker.

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He's so irate.

He's so irate.

When Adam and I were moving from NC, we had to put the ol’ cattos upstairs in the bathroom so we could move things out of the apartment without fear of escaping renegades.  Since we have a lot of junk, the poor guys were upstairs for quite some time.  When we took a break and let them roam around, Duncan was maaaaaaaa-aaaaaad.   To show his great displeasure with his captivity in the bathroom, he began letting out a bunch of angry meows to clearly state his feelings.  Unfortunately for him, since he is just a big talker he doesn’t scare us and he went back up to lock-down once we finished our sammiches.

Duncan CANNOT be this hungry

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How can he be that desperate?

How can he be that desperate?

Adam and I were defrosting some chicken on the counter and had the plate covered with foil.  Not more than a few minutes later, Adam was walking his way to the kitchen and nearly stepped on a frozen chicken breast.

Yes, you heard right, Duncan was “so hungry” that he had to jump on the counter, tear open the foil, and carry a frozen chicken breast to another room before deciding it was too much work for little return.

At least he isn’t dumb.

Duncan is very untrustworthy.

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Note: Never trust Duncan

Note: Never trust Duncan

As I am not currently living with the catos now for almost two months (that all changes next week!) I am only going on hear-say but I was told of a tale of Duncan that was not a big surprise.

Adam’s dad opened the window to enjoy the spring breeze, not realizing that there was no screen in the window.   After living with Duncan and knowing he can sniff out a protein drink from across the house and can move with the speed of the Roadrunner once he hears a door or food can being opened, I know not to trust him.  Adam’s dad, however, is just an innocent bystander in Duncan’s world and didn’t realize that this window situation might be a problem.

Duncan quickly found his way to the window and leaped out of it, both a joyful and probably terrifying experience for a fat indoor cat.  He was recovered promptly but poor Adam’s dad had to experience Duncan’s sneakiness first-hand to really know the power of it all.

So my cats are bullies.

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I've raised monsters...

I've raised monsters...

Yes, you’ve heard it here.  I’d rather keep this one in the closet but for the sake of full disclosure here on notacrazycatlady, I must confess.

first, a little background:  Our cats are now moved in back in Cleveland with Adam while I am finishing up school here in NC.   Adam’s parents have a 19-year old cat who was a sassy thing in his day but who’s a little slower and probably blind and deaf now.

So in our efforts to acclimate them to each other, we’ve found out that our cats are bullies.  Specifically Smudge.  He’s been pretty awful and Duncan is his sometimes-backup.  This is how Smudge will corner poor old Schotze and Duncan will zoom around for back up from the other side.

I am an embarrassed cat mom.

Digital Duncan: Martial Arts

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He's only a white belt, but watch out!

He's only a white belt, but watch out!

1. I realize his uniform is fastened backwards…so sue me.  I was going for mirror image? (This is for all my Columbus friends who might harass me about this….P.S. guys – bonus points for this location!)

2. This should be the last of the Digital Duncan set of pictures.  Love ’em or hate ’em, we’re going back to the drawings.

Digital Duncan: Crossing Guard

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He is very professional and the perspective in this one is really weird and messed up, haha.

He is very professional and the perspective in this one is really weird and messed up, haha.

Just forget that there is no background or horizon or anything and look at the cute little kitten crossing the road.

Digital Duncan: Football

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He told me he was going to share all the money he was going make.  But I'd have to be his personal assistant.

He told me he was going to share all the money he was going make. But I'd have to be his personal assistant.

I don’t even really care about football (gasp!) but I thought Duncan might need to lose a little weight by playing sports.

Digital Duncan: Willy Wonka

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He kind of looks like a pimp, but I swear it's supposed to be Willy Wonka.

He kind of looks like a pimp, but I swear it's supposed to be Willy Wonka.

Personal secret: I LOVE Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory/Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.  I don’t know if I’ve mentioned it before or not, but here it is again/for the first time.  I totally love both the old one and new one; I know many people have strong emotions about the remake but I think they’re different enough that I love them both.  Duncan here is Mr. Willy Wonka himself (quick: who says this and in which movie?) and is making my dreams come true.

Digital Duncan: Professor

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Ah, I see what you surmise from this calculation.

Ah, I see what you surmise from this calculation.

Here is Duncan if he was a professor.  He would look distinguished and probably wear argyle vests and spectacles.  Yes, I said spectacles; not glasses.  He would teach a class about food or cat yoga or something.

Digital Duncan: Magician

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ta-da!

ta-da!

Here is Duncan if he was a magician.  He pulled out that bird from Smudge’s mouth.  I guess it wasn’t really a magic trick rather than a rescue effort.

Side note: My mom said she feels bad for Duncan that he posed for one picture and this is what he gets out of it.  Hahha, it’s like a funny paparazzi picture that has turned into an internet meme…can I call it a meme if I’m the only one repeating it?  Eh, whatever.  I’ll call it a meme if I want to call it a meme.

Digital Duncan: Apple picking

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Mmmm, thanks, Duncan!

Mmmm, thanks, Duncan!

So I took a funny picture of Duncan and when I was bored one day I decided to paint on top of it using my phone.  Thus, Duncan, the apple picker.

Then I kept going….so this may continue for a few days….or a lot of days.

On the road again…

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So long, farewell, Auf Wiedersehen, goodbyyyyeee.

So long, farewell, Auf Wiedersehen, goodbyyyyeee.

As I think I mentioned before, Adam and I will be moving back to beautiful Cleveland (cough, cough).  Adam is actually already there with the cats while I have moved in with my madre for the two months I have until my job ends.

When we were getting the apartment ready to pack up and whatnot, Duncan started getting reeaaaaally weird.  Like he knew what was coming.  And he should, because he is now living in his eighth home since I’ve gotten him 7 years ago.  Poor guy.

So I drew him like the vagrant he is…and I guess that I am.  Bah.  I think it might be nice to stick around in one place for a bit.  But, I suppose that means we could also collect much more junk, which I am working at avoiding at the moment.

Anywho, Duncan and Smudge are getting adjusted to their new home, while making a new cat friend.  More on that later.

Cats + haircuts = beauty? Duncan’s ready for school pictures now.

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But Duncan...you look beautiful!

But Duncan...you look beautiful!

When the weather started getting really hot last summer, Adam and I had a brilliant idea.  Let’s give the cats haircuts.  Now, I can already hear you saying, “But that’s not what you do for cats.”

You’d be wrong.

Our friend had a cat with long hair who got a “lion cut” in the summer and looked Fab.  U.  Lous.  Naturally, we thought we could do the same thing with poor Duncan and Smudge.

Surprisingly, Duncan actually liked getting the cut, with the clippers giving him a little cat massage.

I learned through this process a few things.

1. Duncan’s fur is WAY more thick that it lets on.

2. You shouldn’t give your cat an at home haircut.

I deleted the pictures off my phone from embarrassment, but damn it was funny.   Sorry Duncan for laughing at you but it’s grown back really nicely.