Jul 282017
 

The Captain, napping.
The Captain is the cutest napper. I love it when cats put their heads on pillows. Not only because I am amused by animals doing human things, but also because I feel, in some modest fashion, that something I did made a cat have a more comfortable life.

Jul 212017
 

The Captain, sunning his belly.
Evening summer sun to be enjoyed.

The Captain, sunning his belly.
That drowsy look up and the tiny peek of fangs. He kills me with cuteness. I die!

See how his foot is against the door? This door has a slight tendency to drift closed. Not much, but if I halfway close it the drift often takes it to almost touching the frame by the time I look at it again. There is a magnet stopper on the wall that holds it completely open; however, this day I was about to shut the door and saw The Captain headed towards it. I thought I’d give him a few minutes in the sun and left it halfway open. I often find the door about six inches open and a cat inside the space, enjoying the view for a bit. Apparently this time he didn’t want to be crowded, he wanted to stretch out in the sun, so he pushed it all the way open and left his foot there to keep it from drifting towards him. I don’t think he knows about the magnet stopper – or, maybe he does. He is a clever cat. Maybe he was so engrossed in the sun enjoyment that he couldn’t be bothered to move his foot once the door stopped.

Jul 172017
 

We still have two baby bunnies living in our yard. They are almost done looking like young bunnies and more like rabbits. The chances of them being around for very long are slim, so I’m enjoying them while I can.
Baby bunny
Bunny 1.

Baby bunny
Bunny 2. I can be sure they are different since they were out at the same time.


And finally, a short video of Bunny 1 eating in the yard, before the mailman comes up the walk.
Same video on YouTube.

The bunnies have thwarted my gardening efforts in the backyard. They’ve eaten all the little seedlings I planted and gnawed half the asters down to nubs. Fortunately, the echinacea is tall enough that they’re not bothering it (or they don’t like it) so I still have something to show for all that dirt and sweat.

Jul 112017
 

The other night in the workshop, my two snuggle kitties did this:


The Captain and Friday.
Video was a requirement to capture this sweet moment.
They are my most constant workshop cat companions, although The Captain prefers short visits with a lot of window watching, while Friday is a die-hard PEST who must have attention or she’ll manage to tangle herself in cords and pull an iron onto her head.

Same video on YouTube.

Jun 302017
 

Two subtle green arrows to help you see the bunnies in the grass.
The Captain watches two baby bunnies for breakfast.
Even if The Captain doesn’t immediately get into the food bowl, he is always there with me in the kitchen at breakfast time. He’s usually playing a game of, “oh look – I laid my tail under the edge of the fridge and will now stalk it.” I love watching him play that game. He is a self-amusing cat. When he wasn’t there, I worried that I’d shut him in a closet somewhere, or that he was ill. Not to worry, he was watching a different type of breakfast. These two baby bunnies were eating the greenery and frolicking a bit. He watched with interest.

Later, Oz saw what The Captain was looking at and went crazy, meowing, flicking his tail. I had to forcibly remove him from the window when it was time to leave, with him complaining at me the whole time.

Jun 282017
 

Moxie cat, with Slick.
One of the reasons Moxie prefers Slick is because he puts up with her fussy bullshit. Even if it is 90F, she demands to be snuggled and held. Then she tries to claw your intestines out incidentally when she leaves. No thanks. But, Slick does it. He snuggles that fussy, hot, shedding cat in his arms and sometimes they watch tv together.

Had to blow out the photo a little because of the sunny window backlighting so you could see Moxie.

May 312017
 

While I understand that most other areas in our hemisphere have been enjoying spring for months, we’re still trying to maintain traction in Cheyenne.

These roses are blooming in the sunlight.

The cats like it, too.

The door was only open long enough to get the mail and when I turned back around to close it, the two smallest cats had already staked their claim and passed out happily in the warmth.

May 192017
 


Oz likes my seat best. He often settles in when I leave in the morning and doesn’t give up the spot until I come home and physically move him. Slick says this means Oz spends more time in my spot than I do, but I say it is still my spot.