Rainbows & Cats

Good news: I don’t need a new set of winter tires this year. Whew. In the mean time, I’m enjoying the relatively warm weather that we’ve been getting. I even saw a hint of a rainbow today…

See the hint of a rainbow?

See the hint of a rainbow?


Hunter requests my attention

Hunter requests my attention. Must go!

Mouse Graveyard

As I was doing my dishes, and putting things away, one of my pizza pans slipped past the drawer under the stove. I pulled it out to discover the resting place of many cat toys…

Grace’s turn to be adorable

I love heading home to visit my cats at lunch! They appreciate the company and it actually makes them more affectionate in the evenings. Grace will usually get up to greet me at the door, while Hunter just waits for me to find him in a patch of sunlight. He loves recharging his solar batteries. Here is Grace saying hello:

Grace Arbour

Hunter being cute

Hunter’s new thing is to hop up on my bed as soon as I get out of it in the morning, and curl up just below my pillow. I usually make most of the bed around him and leave him be – then when I go home for lunch, I can finish making my bed. Yes, my cats have me trained well.

He was being especially cute this morning.

The Staredown

Forget the TV. I require TREATS stat!

Sunning Hunter

As I walked over to Hunter with my camera, I asked him if he was enjoying his spot of sunlight. His response was a loud purr. :-)

Cat-approved Ficus

The other day, I finally got around to picking up a plant for my empty plant pot that lives in my kitchen window (which is a south-facing window). It used to house some herbs, but they had gotten infected with something, so I had to dispose of them.

Alas, the poor ficus did not last the day, despite being sprayed down with bitter apple cat spray as soon as it was planted…

So I’m 36 now.

And a happy 3rd birthday to Hunter and Grace:

A Scotch Tape Addiction

Not me. My cat, Hunter. That’s right. I knew when wrapping Christmas gifts last night that Hunter wouldn’t leave any ribbon alone, so the gifts are pretty sparse compared to my usual wrapping. And I knew that he would chew on the Scotch tape if I left the dispenser lying around. But I wasn’t aware that his addiction to the tape reached even further than that. I found myself finding new homes for the wrapped gifts in the middle of the night as Hunter would not stop licking the tape. Silly cat.

The Vet Visit

My cats just went in for their annual check-up. Good timing too, as Hunter has recently been making many trips to the litterbox without really doing much. Poor thing. He’s currently sequestered in the living room with a special litter so I can collect a sample of his urine and bring it back to the vet. Terribly exciting times, I know. At any rate, he may be getting a bit of a diet adjustment if they find crystals in his urine. As it is, H&G are on a new diet of twice daily feedings with no dry food left out. It’ll be nice to see Hunter slim down to a healthier size.

After the vet visit, I spend the remainder of the evening finally finishing the “spring cleaning” of my living room. That means tonight I can mop the floors and then pull out the Christmas decorations and start getting set up – aww yeah!

Well, it turns out that Hunter has a urinary tract infection and is prone to them. He has some antibiotics to take over the next couple of weeks and he now has a new diet of special food. I’m glad it’s something that’s manageable, and I’m glad he’ll be ok.