Most of you are sick of winter and we’re about to set records for being warm. Blech! on both counts.
Yesterday, we ran out to get our grocery shopping done early and came home to find Titanescu licking the crap out of something in the window. He was really going to town on it. Since I have caught him licking the mini blinds (yes really), I wanted to put a stop to it. I calmly pulled back the curtain only to see Tito looking up at me with a soggy head. Titanescu looked quite irritated that I had interrupted his forceful grooming of Tito. I put the curtain back and Titanescu resumed his licking. Wow..!
Lastech has been having fun taking pics with his phone. Here is his presentation of the pointy eared people.
Dramatic Tito is dramaticTitanescu quietly sits in judgementMiss Jenny sharing the cat cave with her best friend Tito
Last September our friend Grace sent the pointy eared people a box of goodies. The were rolling in mouse toys, crocheted toys, snacky bits, and yummy gushy noms. Imagine my surprise when Thursday turned out to be our turn. 🙂 We received a lovely card, some beautiful cat ornaments and some of the best cookies ever!
Thank you Grace!
I intend to find a place to hang the ornaments as they are lovely year round. Now, in keeping with the heart motif, here are the pointy eared people.
TitoMiss JennyTitanescu: He may have a heart around his head, but he’s still a curmudgeon.
Many many thanks to the lovely Grace for her delightful gifts.
Love and bonks from Rudha-an, Lastech, Tito, Jenny and Titanescu
When we sit on the bed to watch tv or read with the blankets up over our knees, the pointy eared people dive in. It’s their cat cave. If we’re not under the blanket, one of them will paw and claw at the blanket until we comply.
Miss Jenny in her caveTito enjoying his cave
I don’t have a good photo of Titan in his cave. Being black makes it even harder to get good pics. However, I do have a pic of what I face every day. It starts an hour or more before feeding time. Normally, I’m at the computer desk and rather than staring, Titan comes and sits in front of me. He sits in front of me and alternates between nibbling on my arm and licking it. Nibble nibble lick lick. However, if I move my arm, he BITES it followed by the licky licks. He never breaks the skin. It’s just far less gentle than the nibbles. Miss Jenny sits on the floor, mews plaintively and jabs claws in my butt. I refuse to let them win. 🙂
Noms? Feed us Noms? Nao? NOMS RIGHT MEOW!
And now for something different. Zefrank is a favorite. It’s borderlined NSFW (language) but so much fun. 🙂
It’s finally raining! It won’t be enough to hold off the drought, but anything is better than nothing. The pointy eared people are using the rain as an excuse to sleep. That’s not exactly true. They use ANY excuse to sleep.
Tito is being a contortionistTitanescu decided that Miss Jenny had a flavor
In the meantime, this is what Lastech is dealing with today at work.
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
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.
Oh yeah, it’s Caturday! Here you go.
Tito and Miss Jenny enjoying the cushion togetherHere’s Titanescu pretending to be lovey and using Miss Jenny for a pillow. He’s plotting something I tell you.
And now for something different. You can find more like this at zefrank1’s Youtube channel. It may be a bit too NSFW for some.
It’s almost the end of the year and I don’t have any new pictures of the pointy eared people. Instead, I’m going to post (or re-post) some of my favorites. 🙂
Tito makes me want to bury my face in that fur. I do it often as it’s safe with him. He likes it.It’s hard to get photos that show off his beautiful green eyes. I get lucky on occasionLastech took this one of Miss Jenny. She’s looking extra cuteLastech took this one as well.The look on Titan’s face in this photo makes giggle.Titan may look silly in the previous photo, but he looks quite regal here.
We’ll get more active on the blog once we get past the New year. Until then, be safe everyone.
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..
HOOOOOOAAAAAAARRRRRRRKKKKK!!!!!
Nuts
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.
Titanescu: The dark hoarkerMiss Jenny: NOT a hoarking queen. In fact, we’ve never seen her hoarkTito: The polite hoarker, he leaves his deposits on the floor for easy cleanup
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.
They looked guilty when I caught them. I guess Titanescu and Tito really WERE plotting. Definitely plotting! Miss Jenny is only pretending to sleep.
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.
