Jul 30, 2019
Apparently they are not MY art tools....they are kitty chew toys.
10 minutes later he tried to eat the bin. Not the contents. The actual bin.
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Apparently they are not MY art tools....they are kitty chew toys.
10 minutes later he tried to eat the bin. Not the contents. The actual bin.
And more Roofcats! Rosie, Artie, and Bill Catner.
Artie is what I nicknamed the little Siamese-ish kitty. The process went like:
Let’s see. Siamese...aaaaaand Garfunkel!
Ooh, Garfunkel is a clunky name for a delicate little cat though. [No offense meant to Mr. Garfunkel.]
Let’s go with Art.
But is this a boy or girl kitty?
...Artie, short for Artemis or Arthur, yet to be seen.
(Turns out she’s a girl. She mooned me while I had my camera zoomed in, so, uh, I was able to make a determination. Yyyyyyeah.)
We close with some vanity shots of the lovely Miss Rosie. Look at those pretty eyes! She’s gorgeous. Gahhhhh, I wanna adopt her. And all the others. But what else is new...
Various shots of William Catner 'dealing' with the recent sun and heat in the UK.
3 HOURS searching for the cat. I'm disabled so can't get down to floor level. However William Catner is a bloody HUGE cat (think spaniel size) so I figured he couldn't be under anything small. This gap under my dressing table is tiny. I only found him because I started taking photos under objects in the bizarre chance he'd somehow shrunk. I forgot that cats are liquid.
Ya thievin' wee fucker!
Apparently it's not MY Kindle anymore. It's his. Everything in the house is his. (He's sitting ON my embroidery scissors right now)
Another installment of Roofcats!
Rosie is napping in the sun in her preferred spot on the tarp. I gave her that particular nickname because her nose is so pink, like a little rose!
And then we have Poor Dear With A Missing Ear and William Catner. Yes, William Catner. Yes, I’m a geek. But what can I say, he’s fat (like William Shatner) and he kinda looks like he has a toupee on (like William Shatner).
Hell, he even looks a bit like William Shatner, in the face... Uncanny.
The soothing tones of Stephen Fry's voice in QI sends my cat (William Catner) to sleep when I watch it :) So binge watching QI episodes on Netflix because it's the only way I can get some sewing done without the cat sitting on it!