Titanescu is especially sad. His hero, Colonel Meow, has passed away. The Colonel was a rescue who was found abandoned by the side of the road. He was later adopted by Anna Marie Avey aka Slave Beast. His rise to power began when his pictures were posted to Instagram. From there, he extended his power to Facebook. On top of his rise to power, The Colonel also holds the Guinness World Record for the longest fur (9 inches). He accomplished much in his short time on this earth. We’re sure he’s finding new minions beyond the Rainbow Bridge and living by his motto:
Enjoying life, one scotch induced nap at a time.
Jarrett Bellini of CNN has written a wonderful and humorous obituary for The Colonel and you can find it here.
Colonel Meow will be missed greatly and we wish to extend our condolences to Anne Marie and ALL of his friends and minions. With much love from Titanescu, Tito, Miss Jenny Nightshade, Rudha-an and Lastech
I finally got a few pics of the fur kids. Miss Jenny is learning to NOT run when she sees me with a cam. 🙂
As for Titan? Well, he’s the beggar. He’s the one who loves his mushy food. During PDT, he was fed at 5:30 am and pm. Now that it’s PST, it’s 4:30 am and pm. However, begging commences an hour ahead of time. In the wee hours of the morning he and Miss Jenny are a tag team. In the afternoon, Titan does something different.
Removing Titan from his perch is hazardous and usually results in a sound slapping session with or without hissing and biting. We both refuse to give in. I won’t feed him until the appropriate time and he doesn’t move. I sit and read my book instead. 🙂
Not quite, but what the heck. I was bored and we haven’t gotten out much lately as our free time was taken up with a stupid phone problem. It’s fixed for the moment. Since I had no brilliant ideas, I went off to play with some photo editors.
So that we don’t ignore the doggies of the world, here is an amazing trick brought to us by nicknozzy (Nick and Ozzy) at youtube. Yes, it’s safe for work. 🙂
As you all know, Titanescu is grumpy. His other name is Titanus Grumpicus Bunny Butt. He’s called those names for a reason. He’s bloody grumpy!
He has lightning fast paws and he’s bitey. To date, he’s never broken the skin when he bit. It was always followed by an immediate licking of the bite area. He doesn’t smack with his claws out either. He will hiss loudly in your face and spray plenty of fishy smelling spittle if the slaps and bites don’t work though. I always thought it was funny.
Now I don’t know what to think. He hasn’t slapped or bitten me in days. He hasn’t hissed for a few weeks.
He’s plotting something. I know he is. It’s just not in his nature to go so long without one of his grumpy meltdowns. He’s been far too calm and he’s even been a tad snuggly. I’m going to be tiptoeing around the apartment waiting for the paw to drop.
We don’t say Happy Holidays to be politically correct. We say happy holidays because our friends are a mix of Christian, Atheist, Pagan, Muslim, Jewish, Buddhist, etc. We want to include EVERYONE in our wishes rather than a select few. Some of my friends just celebrated the Solstice and another will celebrate the Jewish tradition of eating Chinese food for Christmas. Lastech and I will celebrate by eating beef bourguignon and watching movies.
I want to make a special shout out (in no particular order) to Sally & hubby (with Dizzy Lizzy and Durango), Ryan, Labby (and Miss Lee), Lynn, Grace (and all her fur-people), Nekoneko (with Carolyn and Ting-Ting), Abra (and Tsula), and my family.
I also want to give a special shout out to those who make TNR a thing of wonder. The amazing Flumptytail is NOT a crazy cat woman. She does have lots of them though. She has opened her home and basement to many abandoned and feral kitties. She spays or neuters them and provides them with veterinary care and they come and go as they wish. She also has an adorable teenie dog named Dilly.
Another amazing cat activist and protector is Nofuratu and his entire family. Nofur and his family have TNRd and re-homed many abandoned and feral kitties. He is also provides outstanding travel commentary and he’s a wonderful political activist. I almost forgot. He’s an outstanding fashion model.
I didn’t mention Lastech yet. My bad. My very bad. It took me half my lifetime to find him, but it was worth it. I love you my husband and I’m so happy that I found you.
Did I get gooey enough? I certainly think so. Soooo, here’s a couple of random pics we took that seem to suit the mood.
We love to go to Golden Gate Park. In particular, we like to go to Stow Lake. This time we were just cruising through but had to stop for this.
We also have interesting wildlife
Happy Holidays from the JBoD household to yours,
Rudha-an, Lastech, Tito, Miss Nightshade Jenny, and Titanescu aka Titanus Grumpicus Bunny Butt
While we don’t actually celebrate Christmas, we DO get into the holiday spirit. Today, I’ll be making a batch of pumpkin bread. Tomorrow, I’ll bake more. I’ll be sharing them around the neighborhood. Sometime after the 25th, I’ll post my final batch of photos from Angel Island. In the meantime, here are the wonderful, warm, and fuzzy pointy eared people.
For those who may remember, back in 2008 klusmanp and his pal posted a video called “The Engineer’s Guide to Cats”. They have finally posted the sequel. I love it!
Last week I mentioned the pointy eared people plotting against me in the wee hours. They managed to have a slap fest and use me as a trampoline without waking Lastech. They did it again.
Titanescu is actually the guilty one this time. He has a habit of eating way too fast and then the food bounces up on him. I got up at 0430 and gave them their gushy food and went back to bed. 5 minutes later..
I grabbed my flashlight to see where he made his deposit. He had excellent aim. He managed to blarp it all over Lastech’s bare foot. Lastech slept through it until I woke him so I could clean it up without getting kicked. 🙂
Note: As a precaution, we give the pointy eared people hairball remedy on a regular basis.
Yes, they have been clawing and nomming on the drapes.
It began at 0412 this morning. I sleep on my side. As any cat, dog or child person knows, this position would be better called the protecting-the-bladder position. Moving objects bouncing off your bladder at a high rate of speed at that hour is nightmarish. So there I was. Sleeping. I was dreaming away and then it happened. I awoke to find Titanescu creeping from his normal spot on my hip (yes, he sleeps there) to my ribcage. Tito was perched on my hip (oh joy) and Miss Jenny was playing Queen of the Mountain and standing on my head yelling “mee ou”. Then it happened. Titanescu reverted to butthead mode and decided to have a major slappy paws moment with Tito. Biff! Bam! Smack! At that moment, Jenny hopped over to the nightstand. Just as I got the boys to quit trying to slap the crap out of each other, she jumped. She landed right in the middle of them, ricocheted off to bounce OVER Lastech and jetted off down the hallway, but only after smacking into the wall heater with a loud crash. Tito and Grumpy Butt followed. Evil buttheads!
They were hungry, of course. Lastech slept through it.
Yes, I fed them. The original feeding time was 0530. However only humans deal with the idiocy called Daylight Savings Time. Cats have their own clock and by their reckoning, they know that feeding time is now 0430. They’re gonna make darned sure I don’t miss it.