Son of Return of Friday Cat Blogging
Yeah, well, the cats carried off the cable that connected the camera to the the computer. That's my story, and I'm sticking to it. Anyway
Miles seems to really like boxes
Circi during the course of the party Sunday
Ekaterin trying to help during Christmas tree setup
Finally, your minimum daily requirement of cute for quite some time to come
|Date:||December 19th, 2008 08:56 am (UTC)|| |
They are quite lovely.
One of our cats, many years ago, was a container cat. He was a fool for boxes and baskets and other 'hmmmm possibly a cat would just fit in here' items. It was rather endearing, unless you had some pressing need of the container without quite so much cat in it.
Thankyou for restful and pleasant entry to settle my nerves. We spent the evening angsting over weather reports and making phone calls back to Spokane to get some man on the spot reports about the state of the roads.
And in the end, yes, we have lost our minds. We are leaving Corvallis Saturday morning and we are going to drive through the Gorge and we are going to get all the way to and then through Spokane and go out off into the woods and arrive cold, exhausted and happy, in the arms of his people.
And we are doing this in a new to us car we have not yet had a real road trip in. Oh, and bringing along an elderly Golden retreiver who is slowly fading and I cannot bear the idea of being away from him a week or more. So into Mom and Dad's quiet little place in the woods we will be bringing a large and somewhat senile dog.
Because it's not the holidays without something like this. And when I am explaning the paucity of gifts from us this year I can point out the several hundred dollars of tests and imaging and medication trials for the dog we have had for fourteen years.
I'm for bed. Too much to do in the morning- our original plan was to travel Sunday and the weather is not cooperating. Our intermediate plan is to scoot out of here Saturday and see if was can get through the Gorge before the next storm clobbers I84 and we end up trapped in some sad little roadside motel.
So run around, make lists, pack things, make yet more lists.
Or- yes. put down list making supplies, back away slolwly. Take my night time meds and put myself in bed, pre-trip errands begin in 10 hours.
He wants to go home and see his family and the weather is wasting its time trying to scare him off it.
This is an insanely long and rambly reply to say thankyou for restful pictures of your feline companions. It made me stop and smile and even take a deep breath.
Long and rambly is A-OK. I'll hold good thoughts for y'all tomorrow. Right now it *looks* as if the storm won't hit until Saturday evening. Good luck!
Thanks for admiring the cats -- they're Savannah's, a new and somewhat unusual breed. They're still considered hybrids actually. Somebody got the idea of crossing domestic cats with a wild African serval. Our cats are 4 and 5 generations from a cross. Not only are they beautiful, they're intelligent and affectionate. There's a downside of course, they're athletic cats with a high activity level. Now add that to 5 month old kittens. They drive me completely crazy at least twice/day, but they're really sweet and lovely cats.