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As anyone who has ever visited my home in the past nine years knows, I used to have one of these for my cats:  ( As seen in these file photos: )They freakin LOVED that thing. Sadly, it was just too heavy and old and beat-up to move north. Granted, it was still in perfect cat-enjoying condition, and hopefully the people we sold it to are enjoying their kitties having fun playing/sleeping in it. We promised Simon and Sasha that when we bought a house, we would get them a new playhouse. And today, I placed the order:  This one has two beds, so no more fighting to cram two cats into one basket (though they probably will battle for the top one). It cost $310. Not bad for a piece of extremely durable furniture that will last ten years. It's fully customizable, so I chose medium blue carpet as the main color and light grey for the secondary color. The two back posts will be natural solid wood, and the two front posts will be wrapped in sisal, the cats favorite scratching material. One of the greatest things about this company is that since I bought my first cat tree from them in 1999, their prices apparently have NOT increased. Wow. Support this company: angelical cat. They have a ton of stuff, including cedar dog houses, regular scratching posts, condos of all sizes, all hand-made to order in the United States. Tags: cats
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I looked across the room at Simon, who was sitting in front of the window, looking intently at something in the front yard. Meow, he said. His voice was almost conversational in its calm tone. A moment passed and he meowed again. It wasn't the noise he makes when he sees birds, which is more of a throaty warble. I got up to investigate. And as I suspected, there was a cat sitting on the bench just under the window, looking up at Simon with wide yellow eyes. It was strange, almost as though the two cats were just having a little chat. In contrast, when Sasha sees another cat outside, he goes into defensive mode instantly. Did the grocery shopping this morning, picked up a library book, and I think I might take a walk downtown this afternoon. Tonight: makin bigass pot of chili. Tags: cats
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I got out of bed before eight a.m. today and made a pot of coffee. I checked the outdoor thermometer: 32 degrees F. There was a very thin rime of frost on the deck, not as thick as it was a few weeks ago. It looked colorless out there. I drank some coffee at the dining table. At the back door, I heard Sasha making a very loud, very low noise, which could only mean one thing: he had spotted another living creature in the backyard. Sure enough, he was standing there, all puffed up, nose to nose with a sleek, jet black cat, who stood calmly on the other side of the glass. The visitor saw me and began to walk away. Sasha continued to talk and stare, probably imagining that his intimidation routine was working. The black cat headed into the garden and over the fence, and Sasha proceeded to recount the whole thing to me in detail. He is so cute when he's territorial. Tags: cats
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scene: inside car, driving home from downtown, where we had coffee and I purchased a few house waresJane: Also, I got this spoon rest for the stove. It's shaped like a cat! Brian: [ looks at it] Oh, I thought maybe you got one with a picture of your favorite band on it. Jane: Right because I want to put my dirty spoon right on Britt's face. Brian: You totally do, just remove the letter "s" from "spoon". (lolz) fin* * * * * I also bought a new catnip toy for the buddies. It's the size and shape of a hot dog; just a tube of fresh catnip wrapped in pinkish fabric. I gave it to Simon and he went mental, but Sasha didn't seem to care. I fear he may be one of the 20% of cats who is immune to the catnip spell. However he did totally love the sushi toys Allison sent and played with them all the time. Unfortunately he also dismantled them and they were tossed/lost during the move. Tags: cats
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I really do have the best husband ever. I really lucked out. Kind, patient, loving, considerate, heart of gold. I must have done something right to make that boy fall for me. Anyway I say that because the "mystery" of my recent blemish breakout was revealed to me this morning. I took 600MG of advil right away to get a jump on the imminent cramps. My period was about three days late. I just shrug, and think about how it will be good not to move in the middle of daily sickness, right? Speaking of sickness, my little ginger buddy has a cold. I am not throwing away $150 on the vet for this, and turned to my natural cat book. It says I should give him a bit of crushed garlic and alternate it daily with some vitamin C for a week. And use some plain saline drops in his eyes if they get really runny. Allison or any other cat folks, any other advice? I'll have to do it all over again in a couple weeks when Sasha gets this. Last night a guy from Back In The Day contacted me through a comment on one of my Flickr band photos. I remembered him pretty well from Olympia, he was tall and quiet with bleach blond hair, played in Lync and a bunch of other bands. He left me a nice message and I looked at his pictures, all of which were far better than mine. There was a pic of Some Velvet Sidewalk and I am 99% sure that I am the out of focus figure in the background. I cringed, oh why did I dress that way, why am I wearing that hat? But it was the early 90s. He had a great many pictures of Unwound, exactly as I remember them; very young, very ape. Heh. Fun to look back on that stuff.  And now, I am going for a walk. Tags: cats, music
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