Dmitri Shostakovich

Jan 192018

Now that it is winter, the cats seek warmth in non-sunshine related forms.
Moxie in her cat pod.
I found these small, fur lined cat pods in the Halloween clearance section. Slick has tried placing them in various spots around the house with no success, until now. This one is in the rock corner by the stupidly-undersized heat vent so the area is always slightly warm. Moxie, our smallest, but densest cat, loves it in there. Moxie is a ground fighter – when other cats go high, she goes low. This is perfect for her, it is on the ground, but raised up on the rock platform, it is in a corner and the overhang means no other cats can get above or behind her. The fur doesn’t touch her or irritate her sensitivity and she gets the most warmth in the whole room. Complete win for Moxie.

Cold cats in front of heat vent.
Again, the two cats we raised to like heat vents still like heat vents. The other cats don’t like their fur being ruffled. These two understand the joy of hot, ruffled fur.

Sep 302016

Autumn is the most wonderful season. With it comes cool breezes and tumbling leaves, which the cats love. We keep the doors and windows open as often as we can.
The Captain thinks he sees a bug.
Here, The Captain thinks he may see a bug friend.

Moxie likes to play in the sheer curtains.
And you know who this is.

Moxie likes to play in the sheer curtains.
Moxie. She likes the light play on the sheer curtains and is fascinated by the limited visibility through them.

Jan 082016

… any snuggle in the cold.

The Captain, cautiously snuggled against Moxie.
Sometimes, when it is cold and you want to snuggle and no other cats or people are available, you just have to risk snuggling up to your mean, little sister.

Click the Dmitri Shostakovich tag to see Moxie and The Captain as kittens, when snuggling was more common. They were a tangle of fuzzy limbs and rounded ears when they were toddlers.

Mar 202012

Sometimes the kittens annoy the hell out of me. They get on my desk, step on my keyboard, eat my mail. They are into every cupboard, bag, box and drawer left even a little bit available. They are fickle, demanding, naughty, and cause extra house cleaning.

Dmitri Shostakovich, napping in their favorite chair.

They are also adorable and I love them. They curl up on my neck, purr in my ear, lick my nose to say “hello”. They nap on my lap, miss me when I’m gone, and like to be even in the same room with us. They bring me their toys, talk to us when they’re excited or lonely, and make life overall better and more enjoyable.

Mar 052012

The Captain and Moxie in the sunlight.
It was very windy on Saturday, but there was a lot of sunlight to be enjoyed on Sunday. I didn’t take this picture yesterday, but minus the snow, it was the same picture to be had.

The kittens are not quite ready to be allowed into the bedroom at night. They’re good for about half the night, but then it becomes playtime. This would be fine if they’d leave the room to play. Instead we end up with kittens pouncing on our heads or eating my hair at 0200. Not cool. They’re much better at movie time. We sit on the couch and get our pillows and blankets adjusted for television viewing and they curl up on our laps, falling asleep with a gentle purr.

Cats make life better.

Feb 242012

We’ve had some destruction at The Arches lately.
The window where our plants used to be
If you’ve been to our house, you know this window used to be packed with plants.
Since Big Cat came to the house, the kittens have increased their misbehavior significantly. In addition to getting up on the counters and in the sink, they started attacking the houseplants that filled our kitchen window. Yesterday, Slick came home to what you see in this photo. There used to be four potted plants there and one in the big window, but now our kitchen is bare of plant life. (Unless you count any stray molds or such that may be hiding somewhere.) After cleaning up the dirt and mud off the kitchen floor, Slick moved the surviving plants to the bathroom shower and shut the shower door. So, this Saturday I’ll making up some macrame hangers or something for the plants that remain.

The cats are all getting along much better. Big Cat is still attempting to play with the kittens, although they’re not always up for it. He is twice the size they are, but he is also gentle with his play. He mostly tackles them the ground and holds them down with one paw while they hiss, freak out, and generally lose their shit. The play is becoming more two-sided though, the kittens occasionally take swats at Big Cat or do some mild stalking around corners.

Out of all of this, I’m mostly concerned with the kittens teaching Big Cat bad behaviors.

Feb 182012

Moxie and The Captain, enjoying the sunlight.
With the inconstant winter weather, you have to enjoy the sunshine every chance you get. Dmitri Shostakovich are good at this. I think most medium to light colored cats are.

Moxie and The Captain, enjoying the sunlight.
They like to bat at the sheer curtains and the threads pull when they catch on claws. I’d be irritated by this if a quick snap of the fabric didn’t clear out the snags.

I know I show a lot of pictures of the kittens in this corner, but it is lit by three windows and thus, makes an excellent kitten photo area.

We should have some big cat news very soon. Stay tuned for more cats!

Feb 172012

Quick kitten update.
Moxie, sleepy in the sunlight.
Moxie, sleepy in the sunlight. She likes to sit between the curtains and the window, warming her fur and watching the outside world.

Moxie, sleepy in the sunlight.
And she loves to stretch. Her favorite place to be pet is her neck and chest, but you have to earn her relaxing and stretching out on you first before she’ll let you pet her fully.

Captain, cleaning in the sunlight.
The Captain has grown tall and slim. His jowl has lengthened and shaped up rather masculine and classic cat-like. He’s becoming a handsome cat.

Captain, cleaning in the sunlight.
But, he’s still a kitten, too. He’s a wonderful weirdo; playful and endlessly curious. Here he’s being a goofball in the box tower we made for them when they were tiny. They barely fit through it now.

It’s hard to think back to when they were so small and fluffy that it was difficult to tell them apart, even though it was only four months ago.

Feb 152012

Ymabean informed me that I should share some of the kittens stories I have. While I try not to be an obnoxious cat lady, I do have kitten tales to share. On the blog, you can ignore them or read them as you want – no reasonable danger of being obnoxious! Yea.

I’ve already told you about the kitten’s love of the air vents in our house. This is a complication in the bathroom. Besides being obsessed with the shower when it’s running, they like to sit on any clothes that may end up on the floor in the bathroom. When there are no clothes on the floor, they try to pull down our towels from the rack so they can have their bedding. At first I thought the air vent was directing the heat at the towels when it came on, making the ends flap and the kittens catch them. Then Slick explained the kittens were making themselves more comfortable with towels in front of the vent. We have started double folding the towels on the bar to make them harder to reach and pull down.

A previous picture:
The kittens at the heating grate.
Look at those fuzzy, round things! Here’s a more recent shot:
The kittens in front of the heating vent.
They push their paws through the grate spokes as if they’re trying to catch the air or find a restart button. Occasionally they try to bite the spokes and I now have a reason to be concerned about old lead paint when I never cared before.

We’ve since got them a fuzzy pad to lay on and placed in front of the kitchen grate. When they haven’t batted it down the stairs or into the corner, I find them (especially The Captain) curled up on it, waiting for the hot air to blow through their fur again. Moxie likes to find her warmth in recently vacated seats. Invariably, when you get up from your seat, Moxie will suddenly appear where your butt was, her paws tucked neatly together while she looks at you with her little inexplicable expression.

Another continuing pastime for the kittens is basket snuggling.
Kittens snuggled in their basket.
I bought this basket the day we got the kittens, put the electric warming pad in the bottom and folded a towel on top for their comfort. Thankfully, they took to the basket immediately and it stays at the top of the location list when looking for kittens.
The kittens snuggled in their basket.
They still like to snuggle together in the basket. I love that they get along so well. Even though getting along includes Moxie’s rough treatment of her brother. One of her preferred sibling affections is to sit on or near the sleeping Captain, give his face a lick or two and then open her jaws as wide as she can against the top of his head and start biting. I don’t know why exactly she does this, but The Captain puts up with it for a while before complaining and then finally getting free of her. The Captain is a sweetheart and tries to look out for his sister. If she cries, he comes running. The other day, she jumped up on the kitchen trash can, where she is not supposed to be. Unfortunately, I’d just thrown away a milk carton which stuck against the top, making the lid not close the last inch or two. When Moxie jumped to the lid of the can, her tail curled around and went inside the lid edge. As she sat down, her weight pushed the lid down and onto her tail, pinching it! She immediately began hissing and spitting as she scrambled off the trash can lid. The Captain had been sitting in the sun at the time and came running into the kitchen at the sounds of her distress. Moxie was already down and The Captain couldn’t find any source of danger, so he began licking her face and neck while watching for danger with wide eyes. They’re pretty fucking cute, I tell you.

I’ll show you some more, newer kitten favorites tomorrow. I guess this will simply have to be a cat blog for now.

Dec 252011

Photos by Slick.
Moxie, close up.
Moxie’s eyes are turning a golden green.

Captain, close up.
Captain is staying a more blue shade of green. Pretty soon their eye color will settle in permanently.

The kittens (and Slick and I) wish you all a happy winter holiday, whatever yours might be – even if it is just a day off from work to catch up on laundry.

Dec 192011

Slick is breaking in his new camera; all the shots that follow are his.

The kittens, not napping.
Moxie and The Captain often stop what they’re doing and look at the camera when they hear the shutter sound. That’s fine, but they also like to play with the camera strap.

The kittens, napping.
We love that they sleep together, in a tangle of paws, limbs and tails. I don’t worry about them getting cold or lonely since they’re almost always together.

The kittens, with Moxie in the foreground for her closeup and a paw on The Captain.
Slick says the caption on this one is, “not now, he’s taking my picture”.

Their eyes are becoming quite green. They also are shaping up into tiny cats, less kitteny.

Dec 082011

Recent computer part arrivals has meant many boxes in The Arches. This means happy kittens.
Kittens, interrupted by my camera while sleeping in the boxes.
What is more fun than a box? A pile of boxes. They fell asleep in the middle while playing in their cardboard jungle.

The lovely couple up in Portland, OR, sent me a Muppet skin sweater, which is a running gag. I put it in place of the velvet which the smart little kittens found to use as a luxury nap spot.
Kittens, interrupted by my camera while sleeping on the weirdly fuzzy sweater.
Dmitri Shostakovitch approve. When they started napping here it took me a while to find them. And I apparently need to dust my shoe shelves more often. Or ever. See the paw print on the lower right? {squeee!}

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