Aims, what'd I do that I don't know about?

Honestly? Cause I weren't gonna say anything ....

Honestly? Cause I weren't gonna say anything ....

Awwww....

...crap.

The kitten has me pinned to the bed and is purring. This is a valid excuse not to go to work, right?

I had a very similar problem this morning. Even when I turned over to hit snooze, the cat stayed resting against my back, so when I turned back over she was snuggled up to me. Usually she leaves the first time I move (guess it was very cold today). It was extremely hard to get up!

Harvey the cat is all trying to snuggle into my neck after I came back from my doctor's appointment.

I once owned a cat, or should I say, a cat owned me?

t /Norwegian Wood

Awwww.... ...crap.

I'll whitefont it in a feeble and wholly ineffective way of not embarassing you, which of course we all know is crap as I like to laugh at you every once in awhile cause you are silly:

You left Emeline's pile of pizza toppings on the tablecloth.

It irritated me, but then I just cleaned it up and laughed a bit.

Last Saturday, Hubby and I went out to acquire a new cat to replace my late beloved Koogie. We had initially planned to go to the pound, but Hubby finally admitted he'd been having nightmares for days about the animals in shelters and he was dreading going there. He used to do Animal Control back when he was a cop in Idaho. He got in trouble on multiple occasions for taking dogs home with him instead of putting them to sleep.

Instead of the animal shelter, we went to Petsmart, who works with no kill shelters and foster systems. I had wanted a female kitten, but I was willing to get a more grownup cat. We spent an hour looking and holding, discovering my first choice possibly had ringworm, then going with my third choice, who had actually been my first choice because he had reached a paw out between the cage bars and patted my hand as I was doing my initial look.

His foster "grandma" was at the adoption table. She was very pleased when we took him home, reassuring us that he was wonderful with other cats and a snuggler etc.

His name was Zeus, we've changed it to Amon-Ra, because he's definitely desert cat colored, and the last Zeus we knew was an amber-colored, long-haired Siamese. Amon is a short-haired chocolate point with a racoon tail. Shadow, the grumpy cat we already had, was initially horrified, of course, but I think he's finally coming around. There have been nose touches and butt sniffings and the occasional attempt to chase each other.

Best of all, Amon is a snuggler. He may never take the position of my beloved cat-hat, who purred in my ear at night for nearly twenty years, but I'd forgotten how wonderful it is for a small, furry, warm body to thump up against your legs and relax against you as you go to sleep.

Awww, Amon just sounds like a cutie. And what a great name!

(The Zeus I am most familiar with is a male flatcoated retriever. . .the second one is a male bloodhound. . . when did Zeus become such a popular pet name?)

I'd forgotten how wonderful it is for a small, furry, warm body to thump up against your legs and relax against you as you go to sleep.

It truly is.

I ran across this [link] random comic panel while searching for something else entirely.

Heh.

That was the brightest spot of my day yesterday. Me and my princess watching superheroes.

Awwwww....too cute!

Cash, I'm impressed that you let your husband live.

ETA Amon sounds like a lovely cat.

If I may boast on Annabel for a moment, my not-yet-4-year-old daughter is solving jigsaw puzzles designed for older children and adults, and she does it better than I can--as in, she'll pull pieces out of my hand, telling me that they don't go there or that I need to turn them around, and she's always right. That kid's pattern recognition skills and dexterity are off the charts. I figure she must be taking after all the architects on DH's side of the family, because she sure didn't get any of that from me!

Huh.

Honestly, Aims...didn't even see 'em.