Thursday, August 29, 2013

Rumpled Mellybean

I accidentally disturbed Melly during a nap, and when she sat up, she looked so adorably rumpled that I had to grab the camera.

Tuesday, August 27, 2013

Lovely Luna

My sister likes to send me pictures of Luna being adorable, so I thought I'd share some with you.

"Must protect my human's shoes!"

Monday, August 26, 2013

Watch the Ears




Full head swivel...


Friday, August 23, 2013

The View When I Wake Up

Scarlett always sleeps between me and the edge of the bed, usually curled up in the crook of my arm. She usually wakes up before I do, but unlike Melly, doesn't like to wake me and prefers just to watch me sleep. (Slightly creepy, yes.) This was what I woke up to on a recent morning:

Thursday, August 22, 2013

Wednesday, August 21, 2013

Simple Pleasures

After a recent trip to Costco, I came back with a conveniently Melly-sized box. She was positively gleeful when she discovered it, and spent hours sitting it and crawling in and out through the side cut-outs. 

Observe the alert posture and raised right forepaw in this photo. Melly discovered that the side cut-outs were very convenient for swatting Scarlett. Unfortunately.

Tuesday, August 20, 2013

Pet Beds: A Heart Tutorial

This will be my last post on the subject for a while, I promise.

"We are so sick of hearing about this project, Mom.
Seriously, talk about us more."

There was another request for a tutorial on the pet beds, so I will again refer you to the instructions Sue over at Pitter Pats of Baby Cats put together:  Sue's post was the original inspiration for this project, and her instructions are the ones I use.

Here's a quick how-to on the heart that goes in the middle of the beds I make. It does serve a purpose--keeping the batting in place--but mainly I think it's sweet. The heart is the last step in making the bed, after you've already put the batting inside, sewed it closed, and stitched a border.

Sewing the Heart

1. Cut a heart pattern out of scrap fabric. I used one of Geoff's old t-shirts for mine.  The size doesn't much matter, but here's a sample to give an idea of the heart-to-bed ratio:

2. Pin the heart pattern onto the center of your pet bed.

3. Evict the tabby.

4. Evict the tuxie.

5. Sew around the outside of your pattern. I like to start at the top and go around clockwise.

And voila! You're done.

Monday, August 19, 2013

A Trip to the Humane Society

I  finally finished another batch of beds, which puts us at a grand total of 42. Only eight more to go! (Well, eight plus whatever I can make with the six yards of fleece sitting on my living room floor. Heh.) Now, if only my sewing machine would stop jamming... 

While I was at the Humane Society dropping off the beds, I couldn't resist looking at the cats. (I have got to stop doing that. One of these days I'll end up taking one home.) There were so many sweet kitties, although some of them looked very scared and were curled up in their litter boxes, poor dears.  On the plus side, it was heartwarming to see that nearly every cage had a handmade bed inside. There were many variations of the fleece ones, but someone had actually made kitty-sized quilts of animal-themed fabric! Amazing. The cats at the Tacoma Humane Society get a lot of love.

This lovely lady caught my eye--doesn't she look like Melly?  She was about half Melly's size, so I guess she's more like Melly's mini-me.

She even mugged for the camera. Talk about an uncanny resemblance. 

Friday, August 16, 2013

In which Melly attempts to evade the camera

Melly was hiding in the little box on the cat tree, which she seems to do when she wants a break from Scarlett and me. I deliberately didn't take the hint and sneaked around to the side of the box to take pictures of Melly through the window.

"Seriously, you're still chasing me with the camera?"

"Sometimes a girl just wants a break."


Thursday, August 15, 2013

Scarlett's take on all this Captain business

I considered putting Scarlett in the Captain t-shirt so I could take some photos. This is how the conversation went:

Me: "So, there's this Captain America t-shirt, and it happens to be just your size..."

"I'm sorry, did you say t-shirt?"

Me: "Um, yes. Yes I did. Want to try it on?" [brandishes t-shirt]

"Do you not remember what happened last time you put me in clothes?"

Me: [looks down at three-inch scar on forearm] "I'll take that as a no, then."


On an unrelated subject, please send some purrs/prayers/vibes over to Debra at ManxMnews: her dear Abby passed away a couple of days ago. Debra posted a wonderful memorial post here.

Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Captain Mellybean

Some of you may recall a Facebook post of Melly's a while ago in which a certain Captain America t-shirt was mentioned.

I couldn't post the photographic evidence because I sent the same Captain America t-shirt to my sister for Luna, and I didn't want to spoil the surprise. But Luna has received her t-shirt (pics to come!) so I can show you the pictures of Melly.

The shirt I originally got turned out to be a bit small, which somewhat enhanced the comedic effect.

"This is not ok."

"Ok, seriously, get this thing off me."

"I hate you."

Eventually I decided that Melly couldn't wear a t-shirt that small, so I got it in a bigger size. She wasn't much happier.

"If I go boneless, will the shirt slide off?"

"Oh, sure, Scarlett. Watch and gloat."

So... now I have an extra Captain America cat/dog t-shirt in a size that is too small for my big-boned kitties.  Would anyone like it?  I'll ship anywhere in the US.

Thursday, August 8, 2013

The naughtiness continues

Melly continues to interpret the "no cats on the table" rule to mean "no cats on the actual wooden surface of the table."  Yesterday, she carefully picked her way across the table using the detritus from my last craft project as stepping stones, before triumphantly planting her derriere on a stack of sketch paper.

"There has been zero paw-to-table contact, 
therefore I continue to abide by the letter of the law."

"I'll just be over here looking angelic, if anyone needs me."

Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Q&A, Part 2

I was jogging on my trampoline recently while watching Table Top when Scarlett decided that my attention should be on her, not the show. 

"Oh, am I blocking your view?"

"How unfortunate."

Now, for the questions asked on Melly's Facebook page...

Rene asked: What are your favorite toys?

Melly loves da bird. She goes completely nuts chasing after it and does some very impressive acrobatics in pursuit of the feather toy. This and the laser pointer are probably her favorite toys--she prefers interactive ones--but she will sometimes bat around a wine cork or crinkle ball, particularly if they're covered in catnip.

Scarlett is a fan of the laser pointer also but she is generally more independent in her playing. She loves to bunny-kick the heck out of crinkly mice and her beloved flower toys and has been known to chase a jingle-ball around the apartment for ages until she loses it under the furniture. 

Debbie asked: Why do some cats like to lay on laps and there are the ones who will only lay next to or near the human?

I wish I knew! I suppose it's just personality (catality? felinity?). Scarlett is a lap cat, or really, an any-horizontal-human-surface cat, while Melly prefers to hang out nearby and watch the action. Melly does occasionally demand snuggles and lap time, but what she really wants is my undivided attention. Scarlett, on the other hand, lays on my lap for hours while I read or work on the computer and doesn't care if I'm not paying attention to her. Both types have their pros and cons, I guess. It's nice to have a cat who's so cuddly, but it can be annoying to constantly have a cat on me any time I'm sitting still.

Anyone have thoughts on that? Which type of cat do you have, or prefer?

Tuesday, August 6, 2013

Q&A, Round 1

First of all, thank you for the caption suggestions for Friday's post! You all are so funny. And I think you nailed Scarlett's tone: utter disgust at Melly's lack of decorum.

Before I get into the Q&A, here's your daily dose of adorability. I bring you...

Geoff dozing while using Melly as a pillow. She is, as you can imagine, thrilled.

Moving right along.

Rene asked: I was wondering if Melly has problems with hairballs, since she has all that hair? 

I’m not really sure what a normal hairball situation is since Scarlett gets maybe one hairball a year, but Melly does get sizeable hairballs sometimes. I try to brush her regularly, which seems to make the hairballs a bit more manageable. It's kind of sad and funny to watch her hurk them up, though: she sort of shoots herself backward instead of projecting the hairball out forward.

Karen asked: I imagine Scarlett has shorter whiskers because of her more svelte physique. What is their weight difference? 

Believe it or not, the cats weigh about the same amount. It's been a while since they've been weighed officially, so I held them and stepped on the bathroom scale yesterday. I intentionally have a scale that's a bit vague, but as far as I can tell, both cats weigh about 10.5lbs. Melly is a big girl--very long, and her paws are huge--but she's actually thin under all that floof; Scarlett is more petite but is overweight.

A side note about the whiskers: my completely unscientific observation has been that cats' whiskers are roughly in proportion with their hair. Long hair = longer whiskers. So, unfortunately for Scarlett, she's genetically predisposed to stubby whiskers.  Anyone else care to weigh in on this, or add some science to back me up/prove me wrong?

Katnip Lounge asked: What is each of their favorite people foods? 

Scarlett loves all food, but meat (of course) and dairy are her favorites. Sometimes I accidentally-on-purpose leave my dishes unattended when I’m done eating so Scarlett can lick them clean, but she has a hard time waiting for ice cream and cereal bowls, and always tries to stick her nose in while I’m still eating. For dessert sometimes, Geoff and I will get a few fancy cheese to have with wine, and I sneak little nibbles of the soft cheeses to Scarlett. Geoff thinks it’s a total waste, but Scarlett does love her triple creams.

Melly, on the other hand, is uninterested in people food. The only foods she likes are ones she gets anyway: chicken, which she loves, and fish. She’s pretty specific about her fish, though—it must be salmon, and it can’t be heavily seasoned. If I make chicken or salmon, I usually have to eat it standing up in the middle of the room because Melly will do pretty much anything to get at it.

Friday, August 2, 2013

In which Melly is silly and Scarlett is not

I was reading in bed the other day and left the room briefly; when I returned, this is the scene that greeted me:

I love Scarlett's face in the second picture.  Any thoughts for a caption?

Thursday, August 1, 2013

Melly's Whisker Length

Rene asked yesterday if I'd ever measured Melly's whiskers. A couple of years ago, they measured in at nine inches, tip to tip, but because they have definitely increased in majesty since then, I measured them again last night.

They came in at a whopping ten and a half inches! (That's from the tip of the longest on one side to the tip of the longest on the other.)  Good gracious. Scarlett, who has perfectly respectable whiskers, comes in at seven inches.

Melly is very proud and Scarlett is feeling a bit inferior. 

Rene's question reminded me about the Q&A we had last summer, which I thought was fun. So... does anyone have any other burning questions for me and/or the kitties?

And, just because, here are two pictures of Melly being... Melly.