Melly is sometimes a challenge to photograph in artificial light as all of her black fur can end up making her look like a dark puddle with legs. In natural light, though, you can see all the variations and texture in her coat, and she just shines.
Friday, September 30, 2011
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Melly is usually pretty active and social, but sometimes she gets a little overstimulated and retreats to her hidey hole. She'll stay there for a while then come out looking rumpled and adorable, and ready to socialize.
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Scarlett and Melly's relationship has improved immensely since Melly's turbulent arrival a year and a half ago, but they regress periodically and have very physical fights punctuated by growling and hissing. Melly is usually the instigator, but Scarlett is so sensitive that it doesn't take much.
Here, Melly decided she wanted to be on the window sill, which resulted in Scarlett growling loudly. Eventually Melly decided that the cat tree was perfectly fine.
Since these two eat out of one dish together, hunt spiders together, and slurp bathtub drips together, I'm not too worried about the fighting.
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
I got one of Ms. Stella O'Houligan's famous quilts on the auction for S.A.S, and it came yesterday! Melly caught the scent as soon as I walked in the door to the apartment with the quilt in my bag, and she practically tackled it when I put it on the loveseat.
Melly allowed Scarlett a few brief moments on the quilt...
...before reclaiming it.
Possibly I need another quilt.
Monday, September 26, 2011
Look at that face! Don't you just want to scoop her up and cuddle her?
That is exactly what I did after taking this picture.
P.S. I never thought I would be one of those people who babytalks to her cats, but Melly brings it out of me. That fwoofy widdle face! Ack.
Saturday, September 24, 2011
It's gotten chilly here lately, so I got out the fleece blanket my sister made for my birthday. Scarlett couldn't resist the soft and fuzzy blanket, and hopped up onto the couch for a snooze.
There was a question a couple days ago in the comments asking if Melly snored. She does not, although she does sometimes squeak in her sleep (it's adorable). Scarlett, however, does snore, and it's surprisingly loud. She doesn't do it all the time, only when she hits whatever the kitty version of REM sleep is.
Friday, September 23, 2011
Thursday, September 22, 2011
Scarlett was sitting on the couch next to me and Melly, as is her habit, was napping with all paws akimbo. As usual, Scarlett was deeply put out by Melly's unladylike napping positions. She glared and huffed and glared some more, but eventually she took a cue from Melly and fell asleep.
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Monday, September 19, 2011
Saturday, September 17, 2011
Scarlett and Melly are each under the impression that they are in charge at my house, and frankly, they do both have me wrapped around their little dew claws.
Here, Scarlett is expressing her disappointment in me:
"The sock goes in the bedroom. You have to put it in there so I can bring it back out here and you can praise me for my excellent hunting skills. Come on, we've gone over this a million times."
Friday, September 16, 2011
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Both cats were way overdue for a brushing, so I went at them with the furminator, and this is the result of brushing session #1:
Melly's hair is on the bottom; that's Scarlett's floof on top. I have to split the brushing into a couple of sessions since they both get annoyed quickly and I can only do a bit a time.
I took the cats' collars off them to brush them, and before I could get Melly's back on, she grabbed it off the table and took off with it.
She gave it a very thorough gnawing before I could get it away from her, so it's a bit frayed now. Ah well.
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
More specifically, the lack thereof.
Melly gets deeply distressed when there is a closed door between her and me. She mewls and squeaks at me through the door, sounding so pitiful that I've just started leaving the doors open a couple of inches for her. This isn't really an issue - and hey, it's nice to be wanted - unless I want privacy in the bathroom. Privacy is a concept the cats don't really grasp, and every morning when I get ready for work, and every evening when I get ready for bed, the two of them come and hang out with me in the bathroom.
The tub is a very popular spot, and Melly frequently sits on the edge of it while I'm showering, watching me through the clear shower curtain and willing me to hurry up so she can slurp the faucet.
And then there's Scarlett, who has recently started a new routine.
"Hi! Would you like to pet me? I'm cute!
Oh. You want to use this thing I'm sitting on?
If you try to remove me, I will lovingly wrap my paws around your arm and hug you affectionately, at which point you will suddenly remember that you haven't trimmed my claws in three months.
"Maybe you should just come back later."
Monday, September 12, 2011
Saturday, September 10, 2011
I interrupted Melly during a nap, and she was Not Pleased.
After glaring peevishly at me, she put her head back down and pretended to go back to sleep, but I caught her glaring at me through narrowed eyes the whole time I was in the room.
She has a bit of a 'tude, this one.
Friday, September 9, 2011
No, I don't play it. (Should "play" be in quotation marks? You don't really do anything.) Geoff, however does. For you see, he is what one might call a rabid fan of the sport of football. I am not a sports fan, let alone a football fan. So, when I saw Scarlett making this face while Geoff was doing his fantasy football draft, I had to laugh. I have an ally!
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Geoff, the fiance’ here. I thought I’d jump in and give Natalie a day off. As she mentioned in Tuesday’s post, the wee beasties spent the long Labor Day weekend at my condo. Also as she mentioned they reveled in access to the deck. I had a nice quiet Sunday with nothing much to do, so I made a pot of coffee, grabbed a book and went out on the deck, leaving the screen door open so Scarlett and Melly could come out and explore.
After they’d finished their traditional survey, combing every inch of the deck, they settled in and relaxed, mostly just laying in various spots of sun. At one point I glanced down to find Melly laying just to the side of outstretched legs. I looked for Scarlett and found she was directly beneath me, curled up beneath my chair, less than a foot from Melly! Apparently the deck is a place of peace.
(Disclaimer: none of these pics were taken this weekend)
Interestingly, while Scarlett stayed out on the deck pretty much nonstop, Melly took a few breaks and I’d occasionally glance in and find her in her sphinx pose, looking outside, but from a good seven feet away.
(Are you thinking that she looks a lot closer than seven feet away? You're right, see previous disclaimer.)
When they don’t have access to Natalie and all the affection she gives them, I tend to be much more accommodating to the furballs. For example, Scarlett eventually tired of laying on the deck itself and decided that my lap looked like a much better option. She hopped up and for about 20 minutes, I read with one hand and pet her with the other.
After being out there for more than two hours, however, I needed to get moving. With a bunch of lilies and the chives of peril all growing on the deck, I couldn’t leave them unattended out there, so I herded them back inside where they were reduced to sitting at the screen, sniffing at the memories of their fondly remembered (pseudo-)freedom.
(This pic you've probably even seen in another post)
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
Scarlett never used to play when people could see her until Melly got here - the only way I knew she actually used her toys was that I kept finding them in different places - but now, she is quite the avid crinkle ball fanatic. I think she actually plays with the toys more than Melly does! Melly, however, is still the feather wand aficionado. I used to put the feather toy on Scarlett's head and that would earn it only a half-hearted swat, so I think she's making progress:
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Over the weekend, I went to visit some family I hadn't seen in several years. It was a great visit, and I had a lot of fun seeing everyone (although I almost didn't recognize one of my cousins, he's grown so much!). My aunt, the one whose recipes I've posted here a few times, is one of those people who makes cooking for half a dozen (or more) people look completely effortless. I learned so much just watching her! You may remember the molasses sugar cookies I made last Christmas; that was one of my aunt's recipes, and she made a batch for me to take home with me. The funny thing was, her cookies looked nothing like mine! They were flat, like ginger snaps, and tasted way better. So, I'm pretty sure something went wrong when I made them, which means that I must experiment until I get them right. At least these experiments will be delicious!
Anyway, the cats spent the weekend with Geoff at his condo, where I'm told they had lots of fun on the patio.
When I was packing for the trip, Melly kindly assisted:
Of course, her assistance was mostly in the form of shedding all over everything.
Via strategic use of her adorable grumpy face, she also made it known that she did not approve of my departure.