Boogielastic

October 8, 2008

Strange how you can spend a fortune on cat toys and yet they find the fun in the most mundane of things. Strings, paper and as it turns out my hair bands. The trade-off is at times they can be highly amusing, though rarely on camera. Usually when they hear the whir of the lens popping out they are all “what?” and stop doing whatever they were doing which was camera worthy but occasionally we get lucky.

I give you “Snap”. Fancifying of the footage provided by Monsieur Tom.


Magazine Attack

September 25, 2008

What happens to magazines laying around

more about “Magazine Attack “, posted with vodpod


Squirrel Food Rag

August 26, 2008

I’ve taken to carrying my camera with me more often which almost assuredly means there will NOT be any neato photo ops (unlike when I don’t have it on hand) but sometimes I luck out.

During my lunch (yes I actually took a break today) I went outside, trusty camera at the ready jusssst in case. I walked down our block and a quick blur of movement to my right caught my eye. Lo a cute little squirrel was bounding towards the dirt something clutched tightly in it’s little jaws and then industriously started to dig underneath some bushes.

I slowly pulled the camera out of my bag grimacing as I pushed the power up button because that sound usually mades animals (and some humans, I’m looking at YOU Chris) run the other way. This guy didn’t seem to care, he just kept on digging.

I crept closer and then stooped readying my shot.

He paused, stopped digging and gave me *this look.

Ok, it wasn’t that exact look but it was close.

Suddenly he swung fully around and started towards me. I’m still crouching at this point thinking “cool!” cos he was getting closer and I would get a better shot.

Um, yeah.

That was until he started getting all up in my face.

He put himself up on his back legs and started making noises. Then he came at me. Fast.

Cut to me scrambling to my feet, abandoning all thoughts to taking pictures and yelping. I have NEVER in my life run from a squirrel, but run I did!

The little bugger chased me for quite a ways staying far enough behind me to be cautious (mother squirrel didn’t raise no fool) but still within ready leaping access I’m supposing should I head back towards his stash.

I casually walked jogged back to the house, occasionally shooting glances behind me, visions of squirrels hurling themselves at the back of my head. I made it to the front door and quickly took another sheepish look behind me as I closed it, feeling a right fool.

On the other hand..for all I know he watched me enter and now knows where I live and I might see a little fuzzy black rodent face pressed all up against the glass little clawed feet at the ready. If so, come help and bring nuts.

*yeah I know, not a squirrel but also close enough


Naughty Pussy Cat

August 23, 2008

Cinny is loud.

Siamese are chatty, I’ve had a Siamese cat pretty much my whole life and none, not one, compares to Cinny.

Cinny is naughty.

Many cats have a naughty streak, Cinny has a good streak. She can be sweet as the dickens when she’s asleep but most of her waking moments are filled with plotting.

Plotting how to trip us, when is the most inopportune moment to start howling and how to get her way for starters.

Back when Tom lived down in Los Angeles I traveled down there quite a bit and a friend of mine would come and feed the cats. When I came home I would hear the stories of what they got up to while I was away.

Among some of her hijinx:

  • Spooled an entire toilet roll onto the floor and then tore it up
  • After I turned it the other way so she could no longer spool it just reached up and tore it off the roll
  • Knocked a roll off the spool into the toilet (we think with her back feet) so it went INTO the bowl and soaked up all the water. After soaking up the water it blew up 10 times it’s original size
  • knocked her bowl of water over and then kicked litter into it and then swished it around with her paws to make a cement like paste on the floor

To be fair Nutmeg did a very bad thing once, but it was I’m sure to get away from Cinny. He jumped up on the top of the fridge, then onto the cupboards. Unfortunately he is very big and very strong and his back feet kicked open the freezer door. Everything inside melted all over the inside of the fridge and all over the floor, including Popsicles and ice cream.

My friend went and bought stuff to replace everything was lost. She is a good friend.

Yeah our cats bought my friend a very nice present.

Here is Miss Cinny being naughty… it is a mild kind of naughty but naughty all the same. She loves to go on top of the cabinets and howl, this was me wastin’ her flava.


Pop goes the Cinny

July 14, 2008

All you need to keep the laundry troll happy is a very flamboyantly coloured “scarf belt” and a man patient enough to wave it around.