I may be the last person on earth to see this, but as it was just posted to ICHC, I got to watch it and now I’m laughing. Which is good, as I need a laugh around here. It’s quiet time now. Anyway, here it is.
~Kelly
Single White Cat
~Kelly
Tag: cats
~Kelly
Cute animal photos
Geoff submitted some more photos to Boston.com and they were accepted to the multiple pet homes section. We obviously qualify under that section, so they took two of our pictures to add to the album. They are in the links below.
Enjoy! Watch for a job update coming soon from Geoff.
~Kelly
How to tell when you have an addict in the home
Addicts are often good at hiding their disease. Some can go years before the extent of their addiction is revealed. Sometimes the addiction ruins their relationships, their job, their finances, etc.
In our case, things are a little different.
This is Bucky, and he’s addicted to The Furminator.
Bucky, also known as Buckminster Charles the III, is the eldest of our pack of furry kids. He rules the house with a mixture of patience, nose baps, and the unabashed understanding that he is simply master of all he surveys by virtue of being a cat. We are simply his staff and, while he loves us and we can occasionally itch that scratch he can’t reach, we primarily exist to feed him and shower him with praise.
Then we brought home the Furminator and everything changed. We’d been looking for a way to more properly groom Smoky. Smoky is allergic to, well, just about everything, and is also prone to overgrooming himself and, um, hairballs. So, we thought that a good grooming tool might be just the thing to help minimize the hairballs and the overgrooming.
Smoky likes the Furminator just fine. Bucky? Well, that’s a whole different story. He’s an addict.
He quite literally comes to us each and every day and demands to be groomed. This, in and of itself isn’t a bad thing. Bucky is, we think, part Abyssinian. He’s got a double coat that’s very thick and while he’s perfectly capable of grooming himself, in his old age, he’s discovered that it isn’t as much fun as it used to be.
Once he discovered the Furminator, all bets were off. He will keep us from our job searching at the computer. He will bat at us, sit on our keyboards and hands, even swat at our faces until we find the Furminator (it is never far from reach) and groom him until he is happy with the results. He does this every day at least once a day. There is no escaping it. If he had thumbs he would do it himself, I think. But alas, this one evolutionary development keeps him from truly taking his destiny in hand and ruling the house.
All this being said, he does look like a glossy and fabulous new kitty. We absolutely recommend the Furminator. Just be prepared. There may be a 12 step program in your cat’s future…
~Kelly
We made it onto Boston.com again
This time they liked the photo of Rerun in the snow.
http://www.boston.com/news/local/massachusetts/specials/020111_readers_snowstorm_photos/#/item-15625
Enjoy,
~Kelly
More fun with random pictures!
That’s right, folks, more photos from my phone’s brain for you. Enjoy!
These next two are from that Bridal thing Geoff and I went to at Bloomingdale’s. Um, needless to say we didn’t register for them. The first one elicited a comment from Geoff along the lines of, “I guess that is what Elrond would serve his salads out of?”
Gratuitous adorable pictures of Thumbelina napping. On Scratch’s head. Heh.
And finally, pictures from a trip outside yesterday with the “puppehs.”
And that’s it, folks. Hope you enjoyed the photos.
~Kelly
Oops! I forgot this!
I shot video of Scratch in the video being vocal and climbing around in the backyard near the door to the lower level. Here it is:
Moar snow pictures!!!
So, as some of you may have heard, and others experienced firsthand, we have a lot of snow this winter. Like, a ludicrous amount.
Naturally, this requires that we take pictures.
As you may have noticed in our last round of snow photos, our dogs are rather big wimps when it comes to snow. Or rain. Or mist. Pretty much anything that falls from the sky makes them upset. Our youngest, and perhaps craziest animal, Scratch, however, has no such compunction. Scratch, originally a barn cat/foundling from Alabama, will literally wade through chest deep snow, burrow into snow banks, and wallow around in it until he gets cold. The fact that he’s wet doesn’t even seem to register.
And so I present to you, Scratch in the snow, both in front and in back of our home. There is chest deep-ish snow in in the back yard where we haven’t shoveled all winter and where I had to shove the door to even get it open wide enough to get out the door with him. You may notice the distinct lack of doggie footprints. Remember I said they were wimps? Yeah, that. Anyway, here’s Scratch in the backyard.
And here are the photos from the front of the house.
We’ll be posting some photos to Boston.com. If they get added to the storm album we’ll link it up here.
~Kelly
Snow!
Well, we had a white Christmas more or less. There was a little snow on the ground from Monday’s poorly forecast Rush Hour storm that snarled traffic and left Geoff in a traffic jam that meant it took him about an hour to get the 4 miles home from his interview.
Yesterday, however, was an entirely different story. This time they got the forecast pretty much dead on. They even got it right that the snowfall amounts would vary *wildly* not only from city to town but from block to block. What started out as light fluffy snow ended up as heavy wet stuff. Trees have come down and at one point about 60,000 people state wide were without power (that’s nothing compared to the ice storm from a few years back.)
Anyway, once we dug out from under our own Winter Wonderland, we took the dogs, dressed them (much to Rerun’s distress) and put them in the AWESOME red wagon my mom got us for my birthday last year. It was intended as a Brimfield accessory, but it has all terrain wheels, so we figured we might as well try it out in the snow.
Behold, photos! Of annoyed Chilly Dogs! And snowed in trucks!
And, a picture from the dog park that we took on our way home.
We’re back inside now nice and safe and warm. The dogs are not traumatized from their wagon ride, and dinner is cooking in the oven. We hope that wherever you are that you’re nice and safe and warm.
~Kelly
Now this is funny
Geoff here – on occasion I find some things on the Internet that are pretty funny. Many of them are more suited to my own warped sense of humor, but I think this may be suitable for all, more or less. Kelly told me about it and then we found the parody as we were browsing for the original videos.
First, there was an IKEA commercial that was done with cats. It’s actually kind of cute, at least if you are like us and like cats.
Then they released a sort of “making of” video.
Then someone made a really, really funny parody (with some language) of the making-of video. I actually laughed so hard at some of this guy’s comments I was crying.
I think there needs to be a dachshund version of this.
Whew, it’s been hot
It’s nice to be inside with the air conditioning. The animals seem to think so too.
The only thing I am missing is a picture of Thumbelina in the window with Scratch.
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