Tuesday, April 4, 2017

welcome committee

The upside of having an outside kitty is the front door greeter service.


This time round, Pierre joins the welcome home-fest.




that moment when Pierre realizes it's the human touching him and not his papa!

my outside boys - LOVE!

Sunday, April 2, 2017

da weekend

Another thrilling weekend in the books - here's a recap...

Saturday we had a house appraiser come, so that mean cleaning, cleaning and more cleaning! 

What's not obvious in this picture is that the shop vac is running and very loud!
Having a fearless cat is usually awesome, when it comes time to bringing out the suck-monster, it gets a little dangerous. Always have to be careful not to suck up the Marvs.


Edmonds beach, lovely walk with friend Lisa and her pup, Teo

Mr Fluff!!!

Irresistible tummy!

Perfect circle

 More fluff!

Oliver on the roof! 

 We watched this silly kitty movie

 Sunday snugglefest! Theo is under the blanket!

Willow! Willow! Willow!!! 
No such thing as too much Willow.

I hope your weekend was everything it needed to be and you are ready for the new week!

Friday, March 24, 2017

travels

It's good to be home after being out of town for what felt like a long time! My first stop on my journey was to Alabama to visit a friend, Jessica. And just so you know, I only visit people who have cats. Anyway, I've been to a lot of the states, but this was my first time to Alabama, so I wasn't sure what the cats would be like there.

photo courtesy of Jessica
I was pleased to find that the Alabama cats are much like the cats from other states.  This is Gelato, a real native Alabamian feline.

Gelato was a very polite hostess and even checked up on me several times in the night.

Jessica took me to a local breakfast cafe that has cats milling about their property. Can you believe that?! I'm so blessed to have such good friends.

Not sure what the name of this kitty is, but he was friendly and reminded me of Oliver!


I left Alabama and drove up to Tennessee for a work gig at Onsite. At the end of my week I met Beyonce, the Onsite kitty! I've been there a number of times and have only seen her from a distance, but this time as I was leaving I got to actually visit with her up close.



And now it's good to be home again! We're all just fine here. Settling back into the routines. Stay tuned though, cuz we have some big news to announce sometime soon!
Happy Weekend!!!

Sunday, February 26, 2017

working it out

Oliver has been spending a lot of supervised inside time lately each night. He'll come inside and hangout for a few hours each night (as my schedule allows). The time ends each night with me carrying him to the secured back porch, where he spends the night with Pierre, safe and sound. He makes his displeasure known about being put out, he would rather stay right where he is, inside.




Every morning we have a routine. I open up the back porch to let him back outside, he'll pop through the cat door move around to the steps and have a scratch on the entry steps. He then begins his systematic patrol of his territory boundaries, marking where necessary and pausing for a long drink of water (apparently he believes the water on the back porch must be poisoned!)

Saturday morning he made a bold statement. I went to the back porch to let him free as normal, but he didn't dart out his cat door as usual. Instead he went for the back door, he wanted to come inside with me. I picked him up and carried him inside. I held him for a bit and then carried him to the front porch, where I put him on the front porch shelf window where he could again go explore his yard. He got down and did a quick running sniff of the open door and then went to the front door to be let inside. He's made the choice to forgo his yard for the inside kitty life. I cannot ignore this decision.

Saturday he spent nearly all day inside (with exception for when I popped out for some errands).




He did mostly great! I realized I needed to back off and let Theo and him work it out, which is scary, cuz it could mean a tussle. They are figuring it out.

All was well until evening when Oliver went exploring, backed his bum up against he wall and sprayed. Sigh. Here it is Sunday now, and he's back inside, under supervision. He did the same this thing morning when I opened up the backporch, he made a mad dash toward the back door, this time, I let him come inside on his own power. He walked right by Theo and Nahum who greeted him at the door. I'm very pleased that the other cats are accepting him being inside fairly well, and Oliver doesn't seem stressed by their presence. Now to figure out how to get him to stop spraying! There is nothing more I would love than having Oliver (and then of course Pierre) as an inside only kitty.

 Oliver, laying next to me as I write this post.

Tuesday, February 21, 2017

choices

It's hard to believe that some cats have to make do with just one box. One box.

One???

That's not how we roll here. Nahum likes options.


It's all about options.
Kitchen floor space is overrated.