Friday, December 4, 2015

Holiday Hiatus

So, once again, I've been lax in my posting... Life continues to get away from me a bit. I got a new job, a transfer to Seattle with my same company, but there isn't anyone to take over my old job yet, so I'm doing both. The commute to Seattle is long, and with two jobs, I feel like I barely have time to breathe. Of course, it's also the holiday season, which means extra craziness around family visits, gifting, etc. 

In short, I'm going to take a(nother) break from the blog for a little while. Scarlett and Melly are displeased that their fabulousness is not being shared with the world (divas), so don't worry: I'll be back. In the meantime, I'll try to post to Melly's facebook page periodically, and on Instagram. 

"The world deserves to see this beautiful face, Mom."

Tuesday, November 24, 2015

And we're back!

Sorry I dropped off the map for a bit there... sometimes life gets a bit overwhelming and something has to give, you know?

Anyway, Scarlett is now happily chugging along on her tiny daily dose of Buprenex, and she is happy as a clam. It's great. Melly is her usual goofy self, albeit a bit grumpy about the bath she had on Saturday to get rid of a poo/fur/adhesion situation.

Speaking of goofy Melly, she did something pretty silly the other day that I have to share: she made a fort!  I was getting ready for work, and I heard a crash from the linen cupboard. I went to check it out and found this:

Scarlett was concerned too:


I figured that Melly had tried to get up onto the blanket shelf to nap, but instead ended up pulling a blanket down on top of herself.

I peeked around the curtain and found Melly, nonchalantly curled up on her favorite blanket, enjoying her curtain tent and pretending like this was what she had intended all along.

The little nut.




Tuesday, November 10, 2015

Monday, November 9, 2015

Towel Attack

I often walk into the bathroom and find the towels in utter disarray, and sometimes in a pile on the floor. I couldn't figure out what was going on until a couple days ago, when I walked in on Melly vigorously attacking a towel she'd pulled off the bar.

"Didn't you used to be up there?"

"Die, towel! Die!"

[Frantic pawing]

"I crush you with my floof!"

[frantic pawing]

"You are MINE, towel!"


Friday, November 6, 2015

Neighbor Kitties

I like my neighborhood, but one thing that bugs me is that people let their pets roam freely. Indoor vs. outdoor cats is a hot topic so I won't get into it, but I think we can all agree that dogs should be kept on a leash or in a fenced yard!  Anyway, our yard is a high-traffic area for about 10-12 neighborhood cats, most of whom are somewhat friendly.

In the picture below, the large window on the right is the living room. It has a very wide sill and is only about 18" off the floor, so it is a favorite perch for Scarlett and Melly. Because it's so low to the ground, the neighborhood cats like to sit on the porch and stare in at my kitties. This results in Melly singing the song of her people and Scarlett screaming like a banshee. Fun times. Fortunately, times like that jolt me back to reality if I've been dreaming of getting a kitten. Ha!

This has become a fairly common sight when I arrive home. This gray cat doesn't like when I get too close, but he sure seems to like the front mat!


I came home one day recently and found that Gray Kitty had gotten a bit more audacious, claiming an Amazon box for his own:

"What? You weren't using it."