Sir Edmund Hillary, or just Hillary for short, is one of my cats. He and his brother Pickles were litter mates that we rescued.
They are both long haired cats that suffer from extreme matting. Fortunately they are both tolerant and long suffering, allowing me to both trim their nails and shave their mats. I used to take them to the vet for this, but the vet wanted $300 apiece to anesthetize them and shave them. Since I have been underemployed since 2016, the task has fallen to me.
Earlier this week I couldn’t stand it any longer and decided that Hillary had to be trimmed. His mats had to be making him miserable.
Mission accomplished – I had him mostly trimmed – with the worst of the mats removed. Then yesterday I noticed it. I must have “zigged” when I should have “zagged” while trimming his neck.
I trimmed off one side of his whiskers. Oh the humanity! Or is that catity?
Hillary is VERY forgiving … and lying in my lap as I type this.
Sleeping in the window
Watching the world from the window
He has gotten so big
Still high and relatively dry. Street in front of house has drained. Some nearby stores have reopened. Hillary is napping comfortably in my lap.
CatBeard Manor and its surroundings are an island in the midst of the flood. As the rainfall dissipates things will only get better here.
HOWEVER – life in general will take a long time getting back to normal. In all directions away from us roads are closed due to flooding.
Apple Map screen shots showing road closures.
Uh oh – Internet just went out. Uploading via my cellular data link …
Took these photos over the past few weeks. Finally posting them. In no particular order.
Hillary (Sir Edmund)
Patches and Pickles
Hillary, Pickles, Patches
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.