Monday, April 30, 2012


I am fairly certain they planned this in advance, just to creep me out.  

(Also, please ignore the wine bottles.  I really need a wine rack...)

Saturday, April 28, 2012

Friday, April 27, 2012

A Box

I ordered a few things online, and the wide, flat box was a huge hit with the cats.  Melly loves boxes, so that was no surprise...

...but even Scarlett enjoyed it.

The items arrived about two weeks ago, and the cats are still loving the box.  I might need to decorate it or something, since clearly it's now an integral part of the decor. 

Thursday, April 26, 2012

Melly and the Belly Rub

Melly loves attention, and she is not particular about the form it takes.  She's fine with being on the receiving end of a jet from the Squirt Bottle O' Discipline if it means the focus is on her.  Of course, belly rubs and snuggles are preferred, especially if they're accompanied by a camera pointed in her direction.

Tuesday, April 24, 2012

I tawt I taw a puddy tat

This picture is a little* blurry, but doesn't Melly look a bit like Sylvester here?

Here is Melly, pretending to be far too angelic to even consider snacking on a tiny yellow bird:

*ok, a lot blurry

Monday, April 23, 2012

Windowsill Scarlett

The cats love this window, especially when I'm sitting at the computer.  I think they like that they can see outside, keep an eye on me, and flick their tails over the monitor all at the same time.  

Saturday, April 21, 2012

Saturday PhotoHunt: Reflective

This picture was taken two days after Melly's arrival.  In it, Scarlett is reflecting on the unfairness of having to share her previously well-ordered world with a tiny, hell-raising upstart.  Observe the Poofy Tail of Righteous Indignation.

Wednesday, April 18, 2012


Things continue to be really crazy around here and I've run out of saved posts, so things may be a bit sparse for a bit.  The cats aren't psyched about the decrease in attention (they just broke a lamp--sigh), but I'll make it up to them next week!

Saturday, April 14, 2012

How to make a cat vomit

On the post about Melly eating the button, Connie from Tails from the Foster Kittens commented that you can use peroxide and a syringe to make a cat vomit.  I emailed her and asked for more info, since it sounded like potentially useful information.

Here is her reply:

Hi Natalie,

I've used it once when I thought Jack ate an acetaminophen tablet.  When I worked as a receptionist at a vet I saw the vets do it often and gave him 1cc of peroxide every few minutes in a needless syringe till he hurled.  It was horrible waiting.  fortunately it was a hidden piece of kibble and not the tablet I dropped.

Like the page says, and like you need to be in kids, you need to be cautious when you give it.  You want to make sure it isn't something that is going to be doing more damage coming out (like caustic stuff).

Feel free to share.. it is a good piece of information to have.

Friday, April 13, 2012

Oh, Melly

Melly continues to be just fine after her button misadventure.  I'm pretty sure the little nut is getting great satisfaction from causing all this drama.

Now if you'll excuse me, I have a litter box to sift through in search of button bits.

Thursday, April 12, 2012

In which Melly scares me half to death

As you know, Melly likes to chew things.  And when I say "things," I mean all of them.  She is like a teething puppy.  

Anyway, Melly is particularly fond of chewing on the buttons on my pajama tops.  Most of the buttons are over sized and sturdy, so I don't usually worry about it.  However, late Tuesday night, Melly was going to town on a smaller, thinner button when I heard a crunch.  It was the button--or rather, three-quarters of it. (Thankfully, not the part with the thread attached.)  I immediately tried to wrestle it away from Melly, but she swallowed it before I could.  

I am a glass-half-empty sort of person, so every worst-case scenario immediately flew through my head.  (Also, it was past midnight, and I wasn't exactly firing on all cylinders.)  I stayed awake with Melly for a couple of hours, but she seemed fine, and after a while, refused to let me hold her anymore.  

Wednesday morning, I found a hairball of Melly's, but--frustratingly--no button in the puke.  Melly was her usual self, although in my panic, I thought she seemed a little subdued.  But she ate with gusto and didn't complain when I palpated her belly.  I debated staying home from work to watch her, but had to go in to the office.

I was a bit of a wreck at work, and finally, around 1:30, I couldn't take it anymore and had to go home and check on Melly.  A coworker and friend came with me, and on the way home, I called Melly's vet and left a panicky, shaky-voiced message describing the situation.  I was convinced I'd find the worst when I got home, but when I opened the apartment door, Melly was there to greet me, tail straight up in the air as usual. I scoured the place for vomit, but there was none.  I fed Melly some treats, which she gleefully ate.  The vet called back and said that a button that size shouldn't cause much trouble, and just to keep an eye out for it in the litter box.  I went back to work feeling much lighter indeed.

As I type this on Wednesday evening, Melly is being her usual ridiculous self, but I can't stop watching her (and giving her lots of extra snuggles!) in case that pesky button decides to cause trouble.  Please keep your fingers crossed that it doesn't!

Wednesday, April 11, 2012


Thank you all for your lovely comments on Melly's Gotcha Day post!  She is still recovering from her celebrations, which entailed eating treats, chasing Scarlett around the apartment, and eating my hair.  


Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Happy Gotcha Day, Melly!

Today is the second anniversary of Melly's arrival at chez Natalie!  It is also the second anniversary of this blog.  As most of you know, Melly started her time in the blogosphere as Sally Dickens on Pitter Pats of Baby Cats.  I started this blog mostly to keep her fans updated on her antics, but the blog readers ended up being incredibly helpful and supportive during the difficult beginning of Scarlett and Melly's relationship.

When Melly first arrived, I set up her isolation zone in the bedroom.

Then it occurred to me that Scarlett would not be pleased to be separated from me at night, and so Melly was relocated to the bathroom.  I periodically swapped the cats (Scarlett in the loo, Melly out) to let Melly expend some of her crazy kitten energy.  Of which she had (and still has) lots.

Happy gotcha day, my goofy girl!  I'm so happy you're mine.

Monday, April 9, 2012


It's just a theory, but I think she may not have bones.  Or her bones are made of rubber.

Saturday, April 7, 2012

Saturday PhotoHunt: Awesome

Summer in the Pacific Northwest is awesome.  Days like this...

...remind me why I moved across the country to live here, and make the seemingly endless months of drizzle worth it.

As I was typing that, Melly jumped into my lap and started chewing on my fingers, which either meant she wanted to be featured in today's post, or she was begging for treats. It's hard to tell with her sometimes.

There, Melly. You're awesome too.  I

Friday, April 6, 2012

Melly and the Cable Box

Melly isn't as attracted to heat sources as Scarlett is, but she does get a kick out of stealing Scarlett's spot.  

Thursday, April 5, 2012

Scarlett and the Cable Box

The shelf of the TV stand can get fairly warm if the cable box and the playstation have both been turned on, and Scarlett likes to take advantage of the heat. (Have you detected a pattern? She likes heat.)  

It's awfully cute.

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

More Laundry

This is a continuation of yesterday's post.  Here's Melly, all snuggled in to a mountain of sheets.

She wasn't pleased when I pulled one of the sheets off her to fold it.  The effect of her glare was somewhat lessened by her floofy cuteness.

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Melly and the Laundry

I did about 10 loads of laundry on Saturday and Melly was in heaven, burrowing through pile after pile of clothes as they came out of the drier. 

When Melly is being snuggly and she's really happy, she does a sort of extended head-bonk in which she smooshes the top of her head against the object of her affection and holds it there.  If she's sitting on my lap, she'll do it to the crook of my elbow; below, it's the warm sheets.

She did not take kindly to me disturbing her moment with the sheets.

On an unrelated note, I have a big project going for work that is eating up most of my time, so please forgive my lack of blog visiting for the next couple of weeks.

Monday, April 2, 2012

Scarlett and the Heater

Scarlett continues her love affair with the space heater.  She snuggles right up to it whenever it's turned on, gently toasting her whiskers.