[ Loiosh, an orange tabby, seen in closeup; he’s laying in someone’s lap on a teal-green skirt, more-or-less facing the camera. ]
Why do they look forward to fighter practice so much when they’re just gonna sleep through it? Continue reading cats: napping at fighter practice edition
Of course they napped most of the afternoon both days at Crown; they’re cats.
[ Major Tom, a big grey tabby, is curled up asleep in his stroller, head on his paws. ]
Tom was so out he let me hold paws for a while. He isn’t always in the mood for that, but he’s getting more patient with it. Continue reading cats: afternoon nap edition
Loiosh found a new perch at Crown. Slightly to my surprise, cos I’ve been using this setup for a while. Nice spot, though.
[ A closeup of Loiosh’s face — he’s an orange tabby wearing a green harness. His eyes are a pale green, most of his whiskers are white, and he’s got a couple black spots on his pink nose. ]
But what’s that he’s standing on, you ask?
More standing IN, as it happens. Continue reading cats: new perch edition
I gave up on bringing cat water bowls along to events years ago, because Loiosh always just drank out of my water mug. This weekend at Outlands Crown, Tom discovered that this works just fine for him, too.
… after a bit of time to figure things out.
[ Major Tom, a big grey tabby wearing a purple harness, is sitting on a table in a merchant booth. There’s a mug right in front of him, but he’s looking off to the side, and his ears are sticking out to the sides. ] Continue reading cats: no bowls edition
The boys love fighter practice, but the ride down is, frankly, boring.
Fortunately, being cats, they’re good at taking a nap.
[ Loiosh, an orange tabby, is curled up on a bag of small water bottles in the back seat of a car. He’s fast asleep. ] Continue reading cats: fighter practice anticipation
Major Tom is a big, strong, independent tomcat, who disdains the need for effete things like petting, cuddles, & security blankets.
… except that I’m totally lying. One day last week, he stood at the door & yowled until Jasper stuck a harness on him, then, apparently pleased with that & not needing an actual walk, wandered off & curled up to nap.
I found him a while later, curled up in a box, quite happy. I guess he just wanted to wear his harness for a while?
[ Major Tom, a big grey tabby wearing a purple harness, is sitting in a wooden box. His back is to the camera and his ears are stuck out to the sides. ] Continue reading cats: security blanket edition
The boys have been going to A LOT of fighter practices recently. Even Tom is getting used to it.
[ Major Tom, a big grey tabby wearing a purple harness, is flopped in a blue cat stroller, looking off to the left. His ears are at slightly skeptical angles, but his eyes and whiskers are relaxed. ]
He fell asleep after a while, but then he woke up again & tried to climb into someone’s sword bag, so, uh, that’s a thing that happened.
Loiosh? Fell asleep to the dulcet tones of ringing swords.
[ Loiosh, a orange tabby, is laying atop the unfolded roof of the same stroller, head tucked to the side, eyes closed, one paw draped gently over the edge. ]
They don’t share the cat stroller very well — unless they’re not in the same part of it. & Loiosh is plenty small enough to be comfortable on the roof of the thing. Tom likes it when the roof’s closed overhead anyways, he’s always loved a good cave, so it works for both of them.
… that said? Yeah, a bigger cat stroller is DEFINITELY gonna be needed.
How is this my LIFE.
After FAR too long, Loiosh got to go to fighter practice again! & this is how he felt about it.
[ Loiosh, an orange tabby wearing a green harness, is meatloafed up on a green picnic table. His ears are stuck out at a variety of angles and he’s giving the camera some pretty epic side-eye. ]
… okay, look, no, he WAS really happy to be seeing people again, I just maybe didn’t get the best pics of the process. Continue reading cats: fighter practice edition
What with one thing & another yesterday (by which I mean my apparently unorthodox method of getting the new washer into the house) I was telling my roommate Inoru about other things I’ve done that … perhaps reflect a nonstandard risk assessment on my part. In this case, making loud BOOM noises with crude medieval weapons & black power. Continue reading BOOM, or, a Reminiscence
I promise Tyrava didn’t look like that inside all week. Continue reading Estrella: Lots of Estrella!