Thursday, May 16, 2024

Cat, Cooler and Carpet- an Early Morning Digression


Cat, Cooler and Carpet

Dad drew inspiration for the title of this post from a dinner special served at a long-since-demolished restaurant in South Deerfield, MA where he honed his cooking chops in his previous life.
Beef, Bird and Bottle was a shamefully tissue-thin slice of prime rib, half of a chicken breast a l'orange, and a bottle of cheap-shit house wine.
 The 1704, attached to what used to be a Motel 6, was located next to a sprawling wooded lot that would eventually become the Yankee Candle Company's flagship store. The restaurant, dad believes, took its name from the Deerfield Massacre. Wait, what were we talking about?

Friday, May 10, 2024

I Sleep, Therefore I Am

 So I've taken more and more to getting on the bed with mom and dad, though mostly in the mornings. I'll spend the night now and then, but as a creature of habit, I typically sleep in mom's chair. Once dad leaves for work I head upstairs to snuggle up with mom where I know it makes her oh so happy to wake up and find me there.


On weekends, dad still gets up at stupid o'clock and after his quiet java/reading time with me, goes back upstairs to lounge with mom until she wakes up. More and more lately, I'll head up after him and hop up on the bed, curling at their feet to continue my snoozy routine.

I guess there's something fascinating about a sleeping cat that melts humans' hearts and tells them to pester us. I know they mean well and can't get enough of us, but my goodness.

That's mom giving me some much-deserved loves.

And dad took this one back when the sleeping bag was still on the bed for extra warmth. He woke to find me tucked up against mom's legs & butt. Okay bye. I'm gonna go nap.

Thursday, May 2, 2024

A Post Full of Sheet- A Photo Dump

The sheet over our front entrance has come down since it's gotten warmer, and dad put the screen in the front door so I can enjoy the fresh air more up close and in person. I'm sure I'll get over it, but that darn sheet provided hours of fun, especially when I played hide & seek behind it. 








Occasionally, my toys would be included in our play, and one time they tossed my Easter egg that Ellen made me last year and it landed right in one of dad's stinky work shoes.








Thursday, April 25, 2024

Move Over, Elf and Other Good Stuff

 


We all like to explore, am I right? Our home provides some places for me to check out when I get really bored (which seems to be often). Until mom went and moved some stuff around to make it more difficult, one of my favorites was the second shelf up from the floor on this bookshelf in the living room.



Now that things have been rearranged, I'm forced to make do with the bottom-most one, which is fine, I guess, considering they probably don't want me jumping any more than I need to (
what with your advanced age, dear girl
). 

Says the one with more and more white furs sticking out of his head & face...

Update: Well, now they've gone and done it. Even my bottom shelf spot has been taken. Mom and dad have been on a puzzle thing again, and mom recently found some at the Good Stuff Thrift store up the road in Buckingham, where proceeds go to helping kids in need in the community.


 Mom and dad enjoy simple, old-fashioned and inexpensive fun, like jigsaw puzzles, Yahtzee and Dice (mom's wicked competitive, and both can be sore losers), and this is how they spend most evenings. 

Friday, April 19, 2024

Warmer Weather is (almost) Here to Stay

Except for today, of course, we've had a few days recently when mom has been leaving the front door open for me so I can keep watch again over all that happens outside through the storm door glass. The elderly lady over there with the yappy little mutts, the robins bobbing and skittering across the front lawn, the fat, juicy geese honking away over by the pond and decorating the lawns, and the seemingly steady stream of Amazon trucks whizzing back and forth all hold my attention for like 2 1/4 nanoseconds a pop. 


  
 Oh, the choices I'm forced to ponder-


The warmer weather also brings the removal of the Coleman sleeping bag from the bed. You can probably guess where this is going. 

How 'bout Them Pink Beans

Big S-T-R-E-T-C-H

Half Awake & In a Daze

For a crusty old lady cat who meows like a duck/frog hybrid, routinely grunts like she can't be bothered to open her mouth for a meow, provides more side-eye than your average teenage daughter, and typically can't give us the time of day, Smudge provides her mom and me with so many tender moments like this that give us the warm fuzzies and let us know that deep down, there's a sweet, gentle, loving kitty in there. Somewhere. Maybe. I think. 


 

Friday, April 12, 2024

Whatever

 He's all better, folks. He calmed down. He still hasn't figured out the video thing, but after taking a little road trip for mom's birthday last week, his demeanor changed with a replenishment of one of his favorite things (you called it, Mackerull!). 



In spite of some clouds, mom and dad caught a glimpse or two of the eclipse during their outing, and although they had those special glasses, the best pictures were taken without them.
No, he didn't look directly at it...

There are a few dad took through the glasses, but they just look like a hazy, blurry little sun. Maple syrup? Total eclipse? As far as I'm concerned, I couldn't give a rat's butt.

Mom and dad call this my annoyed face, which I apparently give them all the time. Whatever.

Friday, April 5, 2024

Newsflash

  We interrupt this post with a special bulletin: A 62-year-old man-baby has gone off the rails in a fit of rage, causing his feline companion (me) to run and hide behind the sheet that still hangs over the front entrance. Thankful that the mom slept through it all, said feline companion alleges that the man-baby tried to insert a video in a post and failed, then tried to edit a funny photograph of a poster seen at the V.E.T.'s office so it was clear enough to read and failed. Grateful to have escaped the flying java and horrified by the unrepeatable venom and spittle spewing from the man-baby's angry mouth, the feline companion remained out of sight as she feared for her very lives. Details are still a little sketchy but trickling in, and we'll be sure to keep you updated as we get information. For now, we'll leave you with something a little more soothing-

Sleep-deprived, under-caffeinated and tech-savvy NOT if you ask me


Saturday, March 30, 2024

TV Time with Dad/Strings/Easter Greetings

 I have my moments with both mom and dad when I feel like being the adoring little feline companion and not my usual crusty senior self. Here, I'm enjoying a bit of TV (translated: laptop) with dad,



and here, the hood string on his jacket got my attention while he was coming in close, his scruff invading my personal space.


Even though I have a plastic bin of random toys, I find joy in pretty much any kind of string. Until I don't. You know, as much as he has plenty to say about my belly, I'm noticing more than one chin in this last photo, am I not? Anyhoo, Happy Easter, everyone. Dad's off mutt-sitting again this week while mom and I hold down the fort, just two gals, all alone with only each other for company. We kind of annoy each other equally, so it's all good.

Thursday, March 21, 2024

A Snoozy Smudge Session

 As determined as I've been to make a concentrated effort to keep Smudge's posts entirely from her perspective, it's hard not to want to simply share some of my favorite photos of her, pictures that need no captions or explanations. Smudge is probably the most quirky, moody & snippety cat we've had, but she has her moments- mostly when she's asleep, of course😊- when her mom and I can't help but look at her and feel our hearts melt away. Smudge just passed her 1-year Gotcha Day with us, so what better time to share the joy she brings us-







And last, I know I said no explanations, but note who still to this day gets more space on the footrest.
Don't these make you want to just curl up and nod off?

Thursday, March 14, 2024

Dangling Purrticiples

 

Longing for feline companionship, mom's hand couldn't resist the urge to reach for my dangling paw.


Luxuriating in the warmth from the portable heater, the footrest provided the ideal spot for my morning comfort.  


Knowing fully well I wasn't in the mood for a picture, dad's phone ruined a perfectly relaxing moment.

Did we get these right?




Friday, March 8, 2024

Guilty as Charged

sMUdGe SHOT- Get it? See what I did there? I know, keep the laughter and applause to a minimum, thank you. Don't hate me 'cause I'm clever.  


Dad took this picture of me the other day and said it looked like I'd been arrested and photographed for high crimes and misdemeanors or some sh*t. Hmmm, maybe I should have T-shirts, mugs, and bumper stickers made and sell them for- oh, never mind...