Did you name him Vagina Bojangler?

Obedience training would be interesting.

ita, go with the small goals for the moment (sit for a bit, find menu, choose food, order food...) and worry about tomorrow well... tomorrow.

Gilda is a toy hoarder. I keep having to pull toys out from under the bed so she and Rosie will play in in other parts of the apt.

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aww.

Can I send you all the ones Ozzie and Perkins have abandoned?

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Can I send you all the ones Ozzie and Perkins have abandoned?

If you want to, but anything fuzzy gets destroyed. I had to take away the wool mice because I kept catching Gilda with a wooly beard. Rosie enjoys pouncing on bubbles and they both get very acrobatic with a cat dancer.

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Kittenish is dreaming. Her front paws are all twitching.

Oh, and puppycat or meerkat? You be the judge. [link]

In uncat news, actually I've got nothing.

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I am sooo sending you cat toys, Aurelia. Be prepared.

Want me to send you some too, Cass?

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They will love you forever.

Funny thing about the picture I linked above is that she was "standing" like that for several minutes. Haven't a clue why...

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That is quite the meerkat pose.

I am sooo sending you cat toys, Aurelia. Be prepared.

All fuzzy stuff, right? I'll keep the dust buster charged. That toy that came with the door hanger got pulled down in a matter of hours (and ended up under the bed). I hung it without the door hanger part and it's stayed in position nicely. I hear it getting batted around quite often.

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Cass, send me your address, unless you want me to wait until after you move.

I have some non-fuzzy toys Aurelia. I may not send them, but I have them.

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That toy that came with the door hanger got pulled down in a matter of hours (and ended up under the bed).

I had a (Jilli font) spider that was made out of rabbit fur, kinda high-class pipe cleaners for legs and hung from the door. It was disassembled in about an hour. First the spider came off of the elastic and then the legs were removed. The fur was torn into a few pieces. They, three cats and three moves later, are still a prized toy. Puppycat will leap onto the bed, spit it out and then wait for me to tell her she was a good girl and caught the fur.

I don't understand cats.

I do understand computers. And mine is getting quite the health check right now.

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Insent Lee.

No need to wait until I move. Frankly there is so much crap here that I have to organize, weed through and pack that some cat toys won't even blip the radar. And it will be good for them to have something familiar in a new home.

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