Category: cats

[ Sigdis, a black cat wearing a signal-flare orange harness, is half-hunkered on a black foam pad. The hand of a white person appears in the right side of the photo, forefinger extended towards Sigdis, who’s glaring at it. ]

Jasper picked up this kneeling pad thing a while back, on the theory that it might be useful, & holy CATS has it been useful here, where kneeling on the ground, even if it looks clear, can result in a kneeful of tumbleweed thorns.

(Didn’t know tumbleweeds have thorns? Be glad you’re not finding out the hard way like we did. They’re tiny & sting like hell.)

Anyway Sigdis loves the thing. (At least she’s stopped sharpening her claws on it.) Continue reading cats: Sigdis & the kneeling pad

[ Loiosh, an orange tabby, is laying on his side on a red, white and blue crocheted blanket. One hindpaw is braced against my leg; the other lays next to it. Both forepaws are slightly tucked. ]

Loiosh has been THE adorablest. I think he & Jorts have been sharing cute lessons. There’s definitely been more curly paws action going on here. Continue reading cats: curly paws, like curly fries

[Major Tom, a big grey tabby, is walking down a set of wooden stairs from Tyrava’s door. Someone’s legs are visible just inside the doorway, one sandaled shoe just sticking out into the sunlight.]

We tried talking Tom into modeling on the new stairs I just built for Tyrava, but that was … ineffective. Continue reading cats: Tom goes wandering

[Major Tom, a big grey tabby, is hunkered up in Tyrava’s doorway, looking outside. Past him, on the ground, is the framed-out floor I’ve been mostly not working on.]

Okay, he hasn’t actually been around town at all, because mostly all we do in town is shopping trips, & he’s not really into those. Although I might take him into Big R one of these days anyway; last time he went to one he led us right to the wheel & caster section, which was on deep clearance.

So, much like Loiosh, he’s been running around outside a bunch & then sleeping really hard. Continue reading cats: Tom about town

[Loiosh is curled up on my bed, head tucked into the lap of a toy orange cat.]

He won’t admit it, but he really does like his little Jorts toy.

He’s been spending a lot of his days outside — fear not, the nearest road is half a mile away, the nearest people not much closer, & with nothing but low brush around us, it’s easy to keep an eye on him. I still can’t wait til we have the catio built, though.

But what with all the dashing around on the land, he’s been wearing himself out a lot. So when he sleeps, he SLEEPS. Continue reading cats: I SWEAR he does things other than sleep

[Loiosh, an orange tabby wearing a green harness with a blue bow tie, is asleep on a crocheted blanket, tucked in close next to a white laundry basket.]

This was on the way home from some trip or another; maybe the day we went out to the park? I promise Loiosh has been doing things other than sleep. At least intermittently.

Continue reading cats: even more napping edition

[Major Tom, a big grey tabby wearing a purple harness, sits in Tyrava’s doorway, looking outwards.]

For most folks, one of the biggest problems they’d have dealing with a move like this would be their cats. How do you keep four cats, used to the run of an entire house, entertained when there’s no house?

It’s SUCH a good thing both boys are leashtrained & Sigdis is getting there.

It’s also a good thing, though, that cats SLEEP so much. Continue reading cats: exciting new home edition