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."

Thursday, November 5, 2015

Husky Fans

I took these pictures on Saturday when Scarlett was in her Huskitty costume and Josh was heading out to go to the University of Washington football game. Of course, I couldn't miss an opportunity to take pictures of them in their matching outfits!  

This is Josh's "I'm humoring you" smile, and that is Scarlett's "I'm so embarrassed" face. Heh.



Tuesday, November 3, 2015

Captain Americat and Huskitty

Look who dressed up for Halloween!

Meet Huskitty!
"I know where you sleep."

"Me too."

"Think she'll ever let us out of these ridiculous outfits?"
"Nope. We're destined to be humiliated and clothed forever."

"I look ridiculous."

Monday, November 2, 2015

Scarlett Update

Despite taking all your various suggestions, I was never able to get a urine sample from Scarlett at home. And so, she went to the vet on Friday. Despite an inauspicious beginning (she peed all over the kitchen floor when I was trying to get her in the carrier), the vet visit was a resounding success. They were able to get a urine sample (on purpose, as opposed to gathered from the cage floor), and Scarlett is now up to date with her rabies vaccine.

Before going to the vet. Someone is not pleased about being shoved in a carrier.

As I mentioned very briefly in my last update, Scarlett was on pain meds to aid in the urine collection process, since she had been straining a bit to urinate. The pain meds made Scarlett so happy--she moved more easily, liked being pet more, and was, in general, a much more relaxed cat. Basically, she behaved just like she did when I first got her nine years ago.

Part of this was almost certainly due to med-related drunkenness, but given Scarlett's age and her various chronic conditions, the vet said there's a good chance she has some ongoing pain. Of course, she's a cat, so she was probably hiding it as best she could, and expressing it as stress and grumpiness. At any rate, Scarlett is now on a low dose of painkillers to try and manage any chronic pain she may be having, and she is a much, much happier cat as a result.

After the vet visit. Glad it's over.