Showing posts with label Pets. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pets. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Photo of the Day

"Helping" fold laundry. Don't worry - they aren't MY clothes!

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Photo of the Day...

This Whiskey has an excellent nose, but the bouquet is awful!

Thursday, April 15, 2010

What we've been up to


Hanging out on the counter
(oh naughty cat!!)


Playing at the dog park

Sharing the bed (sort of)


Embodying pure evil

Happy Tax Day!



Step One: Fortify yourself with coffee




Step 2: Spread out all your tax documents from the year. Put sticky notes on all of them. Keep your coffee nearby





Step three: Coffee's not working. Go back to sleep and pretend like nothing happened.

Thursday, November 19, 2009

What we've been up to...



What we've been doing lately...
Showing off our ears


Wearing Sweatshirts and harassing other dogs




Climbing






Wearing Hats



Dressing up for Halloween


Mags as a bunch of grapes (great costume, hard to sit down)


Whiskey as a piggy.

Sunday, June 14, 2009

Saga of the Baby Bed

Well, it's not much of a saga. We bought Whiskey a little bed, and figured she would grow out of it and move on.


January, 2009



May, 2009

That hasn't happened. She still loves her baby bed. Note empty size-appropriate bed in the background.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

One thing they can agree on...



The couch is super comfy.


(Sorry mom.....I meant to say, "On which they can agree...")

Saturday, April 11, 2009

And just for fun - more pet fotos!

We got Whiskey a little bed when she was little. We knew she would outgrow it soon, but we figured the cats could then sleep in it. Now that she has a new, bigger, size-appropriate bed, well, you can see what's happened....


The Rockette-leg Whiskey always does when held.


Dangerous Games- holding Caspian. Extra credit for stealing a kiss, stitches not included.

Sunday, March 29, 2009

Just for Comparison....

January 16, 2009


March 29, 2009



Whiskey Weigh-in

Someone pointed out that there haven't been any Whiskey pics for a while. Well...ask and ye shall receive!

What has our little girl been up to?

Afternoon Naps with B. and Teryx


Afternoon Naughtiness



Size Comparison - that Johnny Walker bottle is starting to look like a mini!

Thursday, March 12, 2009

Sibling Rivalry Part II

When Caspian was about 6 months old, I decided she needed a friend.
I didn't actually check with Caspian on this first, I just went down to the Humane Society. If you've ever been to a Humane Society, it's a lot like a used car lot. The folks working there just want to move the inventory outta there, and they'll tell you anything to get you to take one home. I was immediately taken by a kitten with striking coloration.




However, when I held her, she was, well...floppy. Lethargic. Boneless.

Me: This cat seems floppy.
Used Cat Salesman: No no! She's very active. She was just playing, and now she's tired.
Me: Well, if you say so....
Used Cat Salesman: What can I say to convince you to take this cat home TODAY?
Me: I just don't know if this is the cat for me. She doesn't seem that bright.
Used Cat Salesman: (shifty eyes): Look - don't tell my supervisor I did this, but we are having a special on cats under 4 months old. This baby isn't that young, but for you, I can make that deal happen. Come on, waddya say?

So home she came.

It's been three years, and that must have been one heckuva a play session, because she hasn't recovered yet.

Teryx is the calmest, un-catlike cat I've ever met. She follows you around the room like a dog. She eats scraps off the floor. She likes water.

She is happy to snooze all day, preferably on your head. She loves company. She doesn't bite or scratch, nor does she bury her poop or groom herself.

Caspian wasn't to thrilled about this new addition, but fortunately, Terxy didn't mind not being Alpha. Caspian frequently pummels Teryx, and Teryx doesn't mind. Terxy is also fond of nursing on things (exposed skin, Caspian's ears) which increases the amount of pummeling.



And while Caspian will never admit this, I think she's usually glad Teryx is around.


Sigh. This posting nonsense is hard work. I still haven't gotten to the incredible corpulence of Teryx, or how she and Whiskey interact. Stay tuned!

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Sibling Rivalry

We get asked a lot how the cats and Whiskey get along. Pretty well, actually. I think it helps that they had seen other dogs before (although they didn't like them) and that she was smaller than either of them when she arrived. I thought I'd give a brief background on the cats first.



This is Caspian. She is pure evil, and for that, we love her. We plucked her from a feral litter when she was eight weeks old. For those of you who think that being feral is purely environmental, you're wrong. And if you'd like to know how wrong you are, I invite you to pluck an 8-week old kitten from its' litter. She spent the first several weeks absolutely hating us, which was okay, because she was a tiny ball of fluff and it was cute.



She was wild and crazy and full of claws. She was a lot of fun, not all that cuddly, and kept any and all vermin out of the house. Although she has never lived a day of her life outside, she is still
very much a wild kitty.

Now that she's a respectable three-years old, she has calmed down a bit, and has learned the art of cuddling in the cold Minnesota winters. However, she keeps her own countenance, and sometimes we can go the whole day without seeing her (a feat in our tiny apartment). She keeps the vermin down, and we like her attitude. Since the arrival of the puppy, she's been staying on top of the fridge a lot. She's reminiscent of the Ceiling Cat, if anyone is familiar with this phenomenon.
After the first few days of Whiskey's arrival, she realized Whiskey was smaller and had duller claws than she. Whiskey is fascinated by the cats, thinking of them as slightly misshapen litter mates. Caspian has been surprisingly tolerant of the puppy, and while she did give Whiskey a whuppin', she didn't use her claws. They have a truce at the moment, reinforced by periodic hisses and swats from Caspian.
I was going to move on to our other cat, but it's time for ice cream. Next up - Teryx!

Saturday, March 7, 2009

Ears Lookin' At You, Kid

When we first got the wee puplet, she has these cute little floppy ears.

Early January

And as she's getting older, we are noticing that her ears just keep getting perkier.

Normal perkiness

Extreme Perkiness

And not just symmetrical either - one ear flops forward, the other flops backward



They'll still be floppy when she's asleep

But not always