Bed Time

This is a nightly thing in our house. When bedtime comes along Patches makes sure she is all comfy on my side of the bed before I get into the room. She’s a little bed thief!

(Note, the music project is over. We are now back to our regularly scheduled avalanche of kitty pictures.)

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Pussy Cat

My beautiful wife and our cat were hanging out together. Into this scene walked a spider. Jen is trying to tell me it was about two inches in diameter, but I was thinking it was half an inch or so. Maybe I’m just taller and therefore further away from it so the perspective is screwy or something.

Anyway, they are sitting there and in crawls this tiny little spider. What does our vicious, savage, killer of a cat do? She runs for the hills. She gets while the getting is good. She gets the hell out of dodge.

What a pussy………………cat.

I came into the room, shoe in hand, to dispatch the interloper and there is Patches. Sitting pretty just outside the door, looking all sad and pathetic. Wow. Some big scary cousin-of-lions-and-tigers you turned out to be.

Hipsta-Kitty Goes to the Vet

Hipsta-Kitty went to the vet today. I took her. I had never taken any pet to any vet before. I totally feel like a nazi stooge, torturing a poor little kitty.

She spent the majority of the time in the exam room hiding under a chair.
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She hates the cat carrier almost as much as I hate putting her into it. Look at her, she looks like she’s in prison. Poor little thing.
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