Monday, December 31, 2018

New Year, New ?

As a cat one of my most endearing traits is my ability to nap and lounge pretty much anywhere. 
Made 'em move the laptop aside to make room for Me
I've posted many photos since arriving here of me on mom's lap, dad's lap, my special mat, the bed, in boxes, on bags- you get the picture. 
Dad's not the only one who needs my help on this thing

Ahh, a life of luxury...

My favorite mat and toys
As a kind of year-end compilation I thought I'd post a collection of photos of me doing what dad says I do best. 
Couldn't pass up an opportunity to rest against dad's shoes
Dad also wants to clean up his "Cleo" folder, and there's a couple of sweet flashback photos at the end as well.
Yep, laptop assistant again.  See how hard I'm working?

     I'm also getting the sense that something's up.  Furniture's been getting carted off by strangers, mom's been stuffing their things into boxes and stacking them in the corner, picture holes are getting patched, clothes are getting put in boxes.  Yeah, they got rid of that comfy ten ton mancave chair we loved so much and dragged out the ratty old beach chair.  Are you thinking what I'm thinking?  
Pretty much glued to these pillows since mom took them out

     Dad took this picture of me on these red pillows that they put on the beach chair for dad's back, and it made him think of a certain someone else from an earlier time.  Mom also reminded him the other day that it's been 4 years since dear Orbit passed away, so dad went through a bunch of old photos from years past and, well, do you see a theme here?
Mom and dad's sweet old friend and this blog's founder

Mom and dad love you and still miss you so much.  But back to me...
     Once dad finished sniffling his way through dozens and dozens of pictures of He Who Came Before I managed to get him to help me finish this post. Here's hoping y'all had a wonderfully Merry Christmas and your New Year is bright, cheery, safe, fun and everything you want it to be.  I did end up getting a new catnip-filled pretzel for Christmas, a teeth-cleaning tool cleverly (or not so) disguised as a chew toy.  I pawed at it, rubbed my face all over it, tossed it around a bit, and then walked away.  I still poke at it now and then, but as with my other toys my interest in it comes and goes.  
     Christmas morning found me lounging in bed with mom and dad, and dad couldn't resist snapping these shots of me cuddling with mom while she slept.

   As I mentioned earlier, something's afoot.  I'm getting a little antsy, what with the stacks of boxes, our bed dismantled, my carrier on full display in the corner.  Mom and dad just finished painting the apartment, mom took down the drapes, and it appears we're living out of boxes at the moment. I'll keep you posted the best I can, and we'll see you on the other side of the New Year.  Y'all stay well, and may the new year be all you wish it to be. 

Tuesday, December 25, 2018

Merry Christmas to All!

     Here's wishing everyone a very Merry Christmas from me, mom and dad.  Once again we'll be keeping it simple, quiet and low key, just the way we like it.  We hope y'all's Christmas is safe, fun, warm & dry, and you have family and friends close and enjoy this merriest of seasons.

Wednesday, December 19, 2018

Meet Fifi

     In the spirit of this most festive and giving of seasons I've decided to allow dad to post something involving someone who is not me. 
This is Fifi, dad's oldest daughter's kitty. 
She lives up in Massachusetts and is quite the playful little thing.  One might surmise from her expression that she's not the friendliest of felines, but as happens with me and my annoying co-author occasionally she was simply photographed in the middle of a personal moment.
     Okay, so that's enough time for you up there. 
This is my blog afterall.  I was nice enough to give you the spotlight for one paragraph. 
     Dad: Come on now, big girl, it's always about you.  Is it really that hard to share the attention now and then?
     Okay fine.  I'm bored.  Whatever.  Wake me up when it's all about me again.  Hrrrmph...