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  1. I waz bein' sweet sweet kitty last night on my momma's nice binky. She keeps it on her throne so I can sleeps behind her. The authorities don't let me in the mysterious room that has their smell at people sleepy time anymores....but they let that stinky dog thing in there. She's very delicates, she doesn't play or swat back at me. But in the mornings the daddy authority lets me in dat room and I give my mommy big head boops and rub her faces wif my wet nose so she gets allll my scent. She's mine ya know. And I try to take care of hers and flea her face and paws but she pushes me off and says Ow! No! I'm just trying to help. I tink it's nap times till my peoples come back from The World. -T. Thor Winchester the Thord.
  2. I think he's basically accepted that the dog is not leaving. Sometimes she leaves with us to go to work....and then she comes back! He lets me love on him again, well until she shows up then it hissy claws. She sleeps in our room and he gets all fierce with her from behind the line of boots under the bed, so he doesn't sleep in our room anymore. When I get up at night he comes to meet me and I give him cuddles and he purr purrs his butt off. My truck is a little louder than it should be (yes there's still a little redneck left in me) and every so often he'll run to the window to watch and do his trill-meow when I pull up. There's a bench under the window so it's perfect for him to sit and prop up in a cute kitty pose.
  3. There's just enough space on the TV stand for his chubby butt to sit and help us watch. He loves shoving his face in the way if we're captured by our tiny light boxes, we don't need those anyway, we have a kitty. The big light box is too large to push over so he decides to get in on the action so we're appropriately paying attention to him too! I got my hand shredded over the weekend. Our other labrador, Bella, had gotten out to go roam and find her "daddy" my stepson. He was in from working out of state. We look for her most of the day and of course once everyone is at their wits end she comes ambling into the yard like nothing's wrong. She's now at his mother's house. She's been an escape nuisance for a long time so when he took her, he was told she will not come back to us. She's been shuffled around a bit in that past and it's just not good for her. Now my evenings outside are lonely...my Pepper dog is gone and so is she. Precious is great but it's a little different having a therapy session with a bouncy poofball rather than sleek, serious faced giant. Anywho, she was inside for a few minutes while they packed up her food and stuff. Thor is not a dog lover. At all. I was trying to gently maneuver him to the bathroom so he wouldn't go after her face, I made the mistake of touching him and he brutalized my right hand. But he went to his safe room, Bella went on her adventure and the neosporin has done it's job. For your viewing pleasure, I give you: Double'0 Catnip in Thornderball
  4. One whole year has passed since Honey & I pulled into our driveway & heard little frantic mews coming from under our house. Thor was the first to crawl out from where ever they'd been stashed, his 2 siblings followed. Their mama abandoned them so I brought them inside starving & tiny. Little Loki was the runt, he didn't make it a whole day. And little Hestia went to meet him 2 weeks later. But Thor. Thor fought & survived. I never saw a kitten that tiny & never raise one before. He showed up just in time for me. We rescued each other. I have always told them they had a whole world praying for them. Our Thor Baby is a long sleek, slightly chubby love bug. I can't believe its been a year!
  5. Hims almost a year old! I can't believe it. He's a long, lean, sleek black kitten. Well, lean with a cute little kitty tummy. He does love his num nums. He's warming up to the new house mate. He's gone from being super hissy kitty to gluing himself to me when she's nearby. The other day he would not let me put him down, I had a to carry his fuzzy butt with me across the house! They were pulling the angel/devil act on Honey the other night.
  6. It's been a couple weeks. Thor has been in fine form lately, we had a temporary visitor turn permanent this week. He didn't like the outside dogs at all, I guess their size & the way they smelled was too much for him. We took in what was my grandmother in law's puppy dog. She's a 12 year old Tibetan Spaniel. Super sweet. My m.i.l. has had her the last 5 years & the baby hasn't had the best care. Mil was headed to a wedding out of state & dropped the baby with us. She showed up at our house slam full of fleas, a mild skin infection, dehydrated, & used to sleeping in a small carrier all day. We cleaned her up & took her to see her vet & decided she stays with us. Thor hasn't been super receptive but he's getting the idea that she's not going anywhere. Luckily I've taken the brunt of his claws, I won't let him do anything but sniff her. He still gives me head boops & kisses & she's perking up & seems to be much happier in spite of that hissy thing. Oh, and her name is Precious.
  7. This little beastie here!!! He's been on one hell of a kick lately. After the coffee table incidents, yes there were several, the photos I posted were AFTER he got into it twice and found his brush. I'd moved the brush by that time, he kept going in and digging his little paw around looking for it, I ended up sticking a piece of paper in the corner so the drawer is tight. We've been playing the "no get down! stay away from the tv!" game all week. I've moved the scratchy post so he stops going for the corner of the chair. He was being all sweet kitty the other day....and then last night happens. I'm in the living room, it's around 8:30-9ish...I hear this massive crash/shatter from the kitchen. He loves the top of the fridge so my first thought was that he finally sent one of the breakable from up there to the floor. Nope. We have this little 3/4 shelf bookshelf in the dining area (big eat in combo kitchen/dining). On the top sits an air purifier and an X-shaped wine bottle and glass rack. They take up the whole thing now, so there's little room for his long chubby butt to be up there to begin with. Well he tried apparently. I had 3 wine glasses out of 4 hanging on the rack and an unopened bottle of wine just for pretty. Yeah. Bottle and rack are OK, glasses--not so much. Two of them were from a collectors set with the wine and Miranda Lambert's newest CD....UGH. I swear ya'll if he wasn't so cute!!!
  8. Hims a little sweetie. Cheese lovin', head boopin', toilet paper sheddin', wonder kitten. I took a photo of he & the Old Man, Texi, together... I forget how little he actually is in comparison. Tex is huge!
  9. He's so cute when he's chubby!!! He gets all comfy by the bowl and grubs, it's kind of hilarious. When he gets a belly it is usually followed by a growth spurt and he leans out and gets all sleek. He's taken to stealing Little Hoomans things from her room. He used to go after the obvious small toys or things that cats just tend to like, I find her EOS ball all over the house. These days he's far more ambitious, having started with her stuffed dog several weeks back. She has a little rug in her room that he reeeaaaches under the door to steal and lately he's been stealing the bathmat??? I don't know what that's all about. She's sacrificed several bouncy balls and a random tennis ball, but the one he really likes?? A light up rubber ball that he can barely get his teefs on! I tell ya, it's rough being a housey cat, all that toy chasin' and fridge climbin'. We tried the leash again last weekend, totally wasn't having it, outside is scary ya'll.
  10. Him loves cheeses. New collar, he somehow managed to knock the bell & tag off his red one & then pulled the collar itself off. He was getting a little chubby for it anyway. He was helping mama do inventory after finals this week.... those claws tho!
  11. Are you afraid to shower or bathe alone? Need a companion to lay in your arms as you tinkle? Terrified of closed doors? Have No Fear! Thor Is Here! A kitten so full of vigor and sweetness, never afraid to get his furs sprinkled with shower over spray, will sacrifice the tip of his tail to the bathtub God for your protection! Need an a close up kitten scan of your tooth brushing skills? He's gotcha covered! Can't hold a kitten in your arms on the pot? No worries! He'll drape gracefully across the back of your neck! Thus freeing your weird human paws up to do whatever it is that you do! Thor. The Bathroom Crusader. Who loves the window.
  12. Playing with my baby. He knows what the glowy thing is for & regularly knocks it out of our hands, but not before he gets his studio debut taken care of. He's a very good sniffer of everything, gotta to check it all out! His fur is thickening up again, no more Sentry brand flea med, I guess it's the cheaper stuff & a random bath to keep him from itching. Getting that summer fight started early!
  13. We had a round of cat baths this week, the Little Hooman and I. I'm determined to keep the fleas at bay! While this time Thor was slightly more cooperative, he was still pretty p.o.'d when I let him out of the bathroom. I love when he starts drying and his fur poofs out! (first pic is post bath) As mentioned in the title...our sweet innocent kitty muffin has taken himself a comfort companion. Little Hooman's birthday was back in January, one of her friends got her this really soft stuffed dog. All was fine until he stole the dog from her bedroom, we assumed he was just playing with it. Uh yeah. Not so much. Funny thing to me is....he started stealing the dog just before I had him snippy snipped, I figured it would diminish as time went on. Nope. Just as amorous after as he was before. And don't take his puppy! He doesn't get angry, but he will follow you and it wherever you go! I managed to catch a G rated pic of him just loving on his puppy. He's huge ya'll.....he's really really not a jellybean anymore.....
  14. As self appointed bathroom guardian, Thor makes sure the wet litter boxes don't take us each time we go in the little room. Hoomans can't bathe or hunt properly, we need all the help we can get. As @feministxtian put it, we need poopervisors! As well as bathavisors, & TVwatchavisors... all kinds of avisors.... He even helps me brush my teefs and acts as bed quality control!
  15. So yeah. Mardi Gras. I did NOTHING. We're usually in the thick of it at least at the very beginning of the festivities and then on the day itself...we love the Independent Parade at the end. My husband fell ill at work 2 weeks ago, this landed him in the hospital for 6 days. I still had school at least a couple of those days, the girl need ferrying to and from school and then drivers ed classes over the weekend, and then there's the business. My husband runs the family business and I work there doing everything officey. Naturally because we were not only a man down but also the decision maker down--everything had to happen right then. Annnddd my dryer died. All this on top of losing my puppy dog. I was good till about 5 days into the whole ordeal....and then I crack-cracked the second day he was home. (Thus the hangover, I partied late this year) This kitten was up my rear the whole time. Head booping me and purring and biting fingers. He's finally warmed up to the toy I got, he was actually pawing at it for me to turn it on the other day! The pic of him up against Princess....they were on Honey's lap and he buried his face in her fur to take his nap. He loooves her long furs. So..a million changes at one time but I've got my little Thor muffin to help ease the transition!
  16. Honey is home healing & relaxing. He gave me quite a scare. What I thought was a virus, maybe the flu, was actually an infection & some quick onset diabetes. Plenty of meds & some great nurses later- he's home with his furbaby. Thor is in Honeys lap being kitten zen. He was helping me do homework earlier. Helping as in sitting in my lap chewing on my fingers bc I obviously wasn't using them on the computer. I caved & bought a fancy cat toy with batteries & everything... He just sits & stares at it. Go figure. I forgot to mention... In the midst of the illness craziness, I had to sign the papers to have my dog, my sweetie, put down. She developed an internal infection after the flood waters receded & we could never get it under control. Last week was a trial in every sense of the word. The last pic was the last one I took of her before she went back to the vet.
  17. I checked him out good this morning, he's healing like a pro on the outside. I was still trying to keep him mellow but he's an active baby. He slept all night under the covers with me, woke up around 5 am to lay on my face. He's a sweet one. Last night he was curled up with the old man & today he's happy on Little Hoomans soft Binky. He seems to have some alopecia going on, probably a flea allergy. He's been dosed & scrubbed so we're just waiting for his fur to thicken back up. As Honey said, leave it up to us to have the special needs kids.
  18. Our sweet not so little fuzz muffin has decided that running his fat butt up the dining room curtains after invisibles is a fabulous pastime! His neuter appointment is next Tuesday at Spaynation, I'm sure they'll spoil him. Life is so hard being an indoor kitty.... all the things to lay around on... the fancy scratchy post to keep the tosies razor sharp....
  19. I was cleaning out my phone the other day and found pics of the kitty we think may be Thor & Co.'s mother. She was a wild looking little doll baby when we got her. My friend found her in the engine compartment of her neighbors car and brought her to the office. After a day of phone calls and research, no shelter in town would take yet another female kitten. Thankfully she was several weeks old and weaned so we were able to feed her and tend to her. She had several marks on her and her lower lip was badly damaged from heaven only knows. We took her home as my friend is allergic to cats and had new dachshund puppies. I immediately told my daughter "don't name her! she's temporary!" Three days and some kitten snuggles later, Tee Chat, Little Cat, Sookie, Witchy Kitty, KittenKitten had made a home. My husband was enthralled with her. She had the same long graceful face and lean body that Thor has. And she had a similar sing songy meow...Thor doesn't "meow" or "mow" or "row"....he meow-wow-wow's. or brrrrwowwow, always like he's asking a question. She trilled more than anything and he trills a lot too. She never got the hang of the litter box. I'd made sure to introduce her immediately and kept it clean but she would still pee on towels. I gave up an left old towels down but then it became anything she decided she needed to potty on throughout the house. Nothing was safe. By this point she was big and fierce so outside she went. She never came back to our house to live but she has been a neighborhood kitty since. We live behind two restaurants so we have plenty of chubby random cats. When I found the babies it had been a long while since we'd spotted her. The house theory is that she knew our home and us. So if she just couldn't take care of them, or figured our house was the best place to give birth, that's what she did. Their mama didn't come claim them that first night and never came back around that we noticed. So either she died shortly after (heaven forbid) or she just wasn't interested...either way, Thor is thriving. So I introduce KittenKitten: do you think there's a family resemblance?
  20. Made his vet appointment! Basic shots & his little fuzzies are going bye bye at the beginning of February. In the meantime he's tromping all over everything in the house & being super slut kitten when we go to bed. Lots of head boops & wet nose kisses. And he really loves his daddy's chair!
  21. He's just a growing and a growing. Spaynation is having a winter sale, neutering for $20! Sooooo yeah. He's gonna be singing soprano in a week or so. Kind of reeling from having to purchase a new laptop and a camera last night. Even though I got a fabulous deal on both I still fight with buyers remorse even if it is college and career necessities. So, on that note....picture one: WOOK AT DAT WITTLE FACE!!! and then on to the rest
  22. He's not a jellybean anymore!!!!! He is awfully handsome in bow ties though. All the fancy kitties wear them on new years. He passed out in our bed the other morning... with his tongue sticking out looking all cute.
  23. Cute rotten little mongrel. The Little Hooman left today to do her holiday visiting so we did presents with her last night. The cats have had their own bows for a while because they just steal them anyway. Naturally he was still actively involved in the opening & bow wrangling. This evening he's successfully snatched a plastic single serve cake container that was stashed for recycling.
  24. Snuggly little mongrel. We're still doing the bedtime dance.
  25. The tree is still standing. He's slightly more wary of the Kitty Water Bottle of Doom.... but only slightly. The lights in the kitchen window on the other hand..... Well... They're still in the window... Technically.... I think he likes Yuletide. Photos: in the tree while it's being assembled. Just after he got out of the tub filling with water, I wasn't fast enough to get him playing in the water. Those claws tho.... And wet little dish water foot prints on my counter top! And finally: cattitude.