Renton and Hermione are slowly getting used to each other. For two nights in a row now, I have been on the couch with one cat, then the other cat comes and gets on my side and falls asleep, only to slide down right beside the other kitty without knowing it. At one point they […]
Category Archives: cats
It Followed Me Home
Ooh, I’m a bad, bad Carrie. I haven’t written anything in over a week! I’ve got a good excuse, though; a few good excuses, actually. Steven was in between semesters at Auburn, so I got to experience what it’s like to have your husband with you every evening instead of just weekends. I quite enjoyed […]
Aww, Spit
It’s always a nice, quiet evening around here when I have given Renton a bath. He seems to think it unseemly that he should be so clean, so he licks himself for hours until his coat is glazed with a new sheen of cat spit. It is three hours gone since his bath and he […]
Eight
Well, it has been a while, hasn’t it? Terribly sorry. I’m afraid I’ve been a bit busy recently, and I did get to have an adventure as well, so at least I’ve got stuff to comment on now. Not that anyone pays attention to any of this. On Wednesday, I got to have a bonifide […]
Toliet Paper Is For Sissies; Use The Bath Tub Instead
Ahh, new updates. Huntsville finally woke up this afternoon and placed us northeast Alabama counties in a Winter Storm Warning, so the excitment is still building here. I’ve half a mind to set my alarm clock to 3 a.m. to see if the predictions were oh so true. And, knowing myself, if I see this […]
One Year Old And Still Kickin’
Yesterday was a very special day at my apartment: it was Renton’s birthday! He actually made it to one year of age without me killing him; we are all proud. He got a nifty toy for his birthday, too. Let’s see how I can describe this thing. It’s a round thingy with a ball in […]
My Baby Should’ve Been A Navy S.E.A.L.
Woohoo, look at me! I’m posting on a Wednesday; I’m being . . .spontaneous! It is all about the spontanaiety. Spontenaeity? Damn, I still can’t spell. As I’ve mentioned before, I’ve been having some trouble with Renton constantly getting onto the top of the refrigerator. I believe his motive is to get his daily fabric […]
Of Mice and Vermin
I realized something this morning: I left Renton’s favorite yellow mouse fetch toy at his Daddy’s this weekend. Oh, agony, agony! How could I have been so careless? It would be one thing to forget some balls, his cat condo, or yes, even his Otter. Actually, I’m sure the Otter would enjoy the break from […]
You Sure That’s A Cat?
I’ve mentioned it before, but Renton is an odd cat, weird beyond all reason. Where does one start with this cat? He’s just nuts. Last weekend, we discovered a new layer to his nuttiness. Renton (get ready for this one) loves oranges. Oranges! Acidic, oddly-textured, squirt-in-your-eye oranges, and he can’t get enough of them. Cathy, […]
You Know You’re Getting Too Much Fiber When Your Shit Comes Out Lettuce
Ahhh, nothing like a warm cup of spiced chai on a cold Fort Payne night. And speaking of cold Fort Payne nights, guess what’s on the weather agenda for this area on Friday night and Saturday? SNOW ! ! ! Only a mix turning to flurries, but hot damn, I knew there was a reason […]