Patches took her last trip to the vet today. She had stopped eating or drinking for the past few days. She went to the vet Monday of this week and I thought that might be her last visit, she had lost a lot of weight over the past year and was suffering from reduced kidney … Continue reading Patches 2004? – 2019 →
Next to my chair in the “office” where I watch TV there is a bookshelf against the wall to my right. This evening, Patches jumped up into an empty niche in the bookshelf. I have never seen her do this before.
Over the last few weeks (months?) Patches has discovered independent play. She is amazingly cute to watch. She is old and either half-blind or cross-eyed but for all of that she really enjoys play. One of her favorite play times involves my throwing a small crinkle ball to her while she is on our bed. She … Continue reading Patches and her “ball” →
Patches does a very gentle and sweet thing when she wants attention. She walks up and gently touches you with her paw … almost like a dog giving you its paw, yet different. Maybe it’s her way of showing affection. You be the judge. Like most things in life, I never seem to have the … Continue reading “Touching” Videos of Patches →
Hillary left | Patches right
Patches sleeping Hillary sleeping
People who have never had pets don’t understand. Pets are your children who never really grow up. They never stop loving you or needing you. They don’t move away to live their own lives. They don’t judge. You never become “lame” or old in their eyes. Patches would wait in the window every day for … Continue reading Grief →
Got this bed to go in the bedroom for Sir Edmund Hillary, but he never used it there. So we put it in the kitchen up against the window that gets the late afternoon sun. He eventually discovered it and claimed it as his. He’s twitching so he must be dreaming. I think that he … Continue reading Hillary’s Bed →
I haven’t been posting much lately. Too much “life” going on … in a good way. I have been working in my profession since April after a difficult two years. So, yeah things are going OK. Turned the big 65 last Sunday. The “pride” is still going strong. Bottom left clockwise: Sir Edmund Hillary, Pickles, … Continue reading Sunday – Lap Day →
Took these photos over the past few weeks. Finally posting them. In no particular order. Hillary (Sir Edmund) Patches and Pickles Hillary, Pickles, Patches
To my left – Pickles and Hillary To my right – (nestled in my arm pit) Patches Life is good
Now with Patches . Hillary at top of the “cat tree”. Pickles in my lap (left). Patches on my thigh (right) under the blankie. Shades are up and the view is good.
Give me a head cat with hair … All of my cats have hair, a long top layer and an almost downy under layer. I don’t comb them enough. They can’t … be …combed enough. When I finally notice the matty mat mats it’s too late. Combing yields at least an extra cat full of hair, maybe more. … Continue reading Hair →
Patches at play with a Crinkle ball. We think she is cross-eyed, like Clarence in Daktari.
Clockwise from lower left: Sir Edmund Hillary, Patches, Pickles
Originally posted on my world of melancholly:
Meet Pöttöm, (teeny tiny in Hungarian) she reminds me of Patches … my world of melancholly View original post
Patches moved. Must have needed her “space”.
Pickles and Patches on the faux fur
Patches sunning in the window … and cooling off on the floor Pickles: “My turn” Ah Sun-day 🙂
Patches snuggles up against Hillary as they both nap in my lap.
Although most Westerners mistakenly think it is ¡Bonzai!, the actual cry of the Kamikaze pilot was ¡Hissatsu! (“Certain Kill“). Via iMessage from Mrs: Good morning, I was walking into the kitchen and almost broke my neck ( the preceding drama brought to you by that fabled star of “trip me why don’t ya” … … Continue reading Katikaze →
L-R … Patches, Pickles, Hillary (Sir Edmund)
L-R: Patches, Pickles, Hillary
All three cats were matted beyond repair. We had the vet shave them. Patches They all look like Thing 1 or Thing 2 from the original Cat in the Hat Sir Edmund Hillary
Patches can’t have Daddy all to herself … Now back to status quo … Detente
Patches … as soon as I sit back down with my coffee.
3:09 AM on November 29th and I just calculated (using one of those web calculators) that it has been 182 Days since I last published anything on The Nudist War (TNW). What can I say? What excuse can I give? Writer’s block? Too busy at work? Too busy at home? Lack of interest? The truth is … Continue reading 182 Days →
Foreground to background: Patches, Hillary, Pickles … minutes later Foreground to background: Pickles, Hillary Note the toy mouse in front. It is a poor substitute for the real mouse that Pickles caught hiding under the refrigerator earlier this week. With the colder weather it must have snuck in to get warm. Hillary and Pickles doubled-teamed … Continue reading The view from my lap →
Pickles | Patches | Hillary The dinner time audience
A bit blurry. Shot in low light. Left to right: Pickles (on the floor), Hillary, Patches
Hillary and Patches on a Friday evening. Just cats. Nothing more.
First day back to work. Third night home after being gone for two weeks. The minute I get home from work and sit down Hillary wants to jump up on my lap to smurgle. Then after dinner Hillary, Pickles, and Patches take turns jumping up on me. Thigh, lap, chest, shoulder. One-, two-, three-at-time. I … Continue reading I am a cat condo →
Photos can’t do this justice. I tried to take some, but from my vantage point the cats are just furry blobs. I am sitting on the recliner sofa with Patches asleep on my right thigh. Ahead of me Pickles is asleep on the top of the cat condo. To my right Mrs is dozing on … Continue reading Nap Time →
… no waiting Clockwise from bottom foreground: Patches, Luna, Hillary, Pickles Back from our two-week forced separation from the cats. They are so happy to to have us back home again. Above: Patches sleeping in my lap
Mrs + 3 Clockwise from top left with Mrs in the middle: Patches, Pickles, Sir Edmund Hillary Sadly, the Mrs really does look like that, the result of a bad pixelation accident in childhood. But I love her.
On this Thanksgiving I want to wish everyone reading this the very best and to let you know how thankful I am to have discovered the WordPress community. Happy Thanksgiving, cb, the Mrs, Patches, Sir Edmund Hillary, and Pickles
http://www.nasa.gov/mission_pages/phoenix/news/phx20100524.html May 24, 2010 PASADENA, Calif. – NASA’s Phoenix Mars Lander has ended operations after repeated attempts to contact the spacecraft were unsuccessful. A new image transmitted by NASA’s Mars Reconnaissance Orbiter shows signs of severe ice damage to the lander’s solar panels. “The Phoenix spacecraft succeeded in its investigations and exceeded its planned … Continue reading Phoenix – A Tribute →
Today’s Cat Tale is about how Pickles and Hillary came to live with us. In the 70s we had a cat named Everest but this story isn’t about her. She will have her own story. In the 90s and the 00s we had a cat named Kitaska. She was an extremely sweet cat who chose … Continue reading Cat Tales – Pickles and Hillary →
Food? Did someone say food? Four cats Patches and Hillary Luna Patches
First post from new iPhone. That would be Hillary Above is Pickles Below are both Below is Patches and again
First the good news: I am making significant progress on Day 46. I think that you will like what I have written. I finally watched the latest StarTrek movie on pay per view. I just bought and downloaded the unrated cut of World War Z from iTunes. (Now I can find out how many of … Continue reading Z Fans (You know who you are) →