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.
For the past two to three months or so, the pain in my hands and fingertips made it virtually impossible to sit down and type. But I’m finally getting used to spending the day wrestling with tools, cutting sheet metal, pulling and bending recalcitrant panels off furnaces in order to service them.
With my current job, the first stop of the day’s a warm up, working out the kinks and pushing through the aches and pains. I do enjoy climbing up into attics and crawling under foundations, places with a gothic feel, in spite of rat turds, fiberglass insulation mixed with rodents’ crap and sometimes their decaying carcasses.
Blake was right, long is the way, and hard that leads to Ceiling Cat…
Keep your head down or look like Hellraiser’s Pinhead…
I once had to scrape off Mickey Maus’ dessicated corpse off a furnace blower it was ‘stuck’ to, almost rested my head on a mummified rat which looked like gloopy foam insulation, and breathed the stench from the bloated, whitened corpses of a bunch of rats laid in rat poison.
The rat formerly known as Squeaky Fromage…
I could have used a cat or two at times, especially under foundations, if only for the company. Last week, I had to use another technician’s van since he’d called off sick. On my second appointment, I finished after the customers had left the house. I duly locked up everything, got back in the van and realized I’d left my clipboard with paperwork and payment on the kitchen counter. Ooops. I Walked around the house, trying windows (all locked), in a hurry in case neighbors got suspicious, until I found the doggie door in the back. I reached in and unlocked the handle, but the door refused to budge, stuck as it was in its misaligned frame.
The dog even stopped barking, cocking his head sideways “whatcha gonna do?!?”
I managed to wriggle myself through the doggie door, made it to the kitchen, grabbed my stuff and back out through the front door again… At my next and last stop, I inspected the furnace, and went to check what size filter they would need. The intake was on the ceiling, but no problem! I’d grab the ladder from -… Ooops. I’d left the ladder on the porch of the previous home. In another city...
I’ve found a couple of sayings in HVAC to be true. One is “on this job, you’re gonna bleed”. And sure enough there’s dried blood stains on our seats and steering wheels. Another expression is “get ready to s..k the day’s d..k”. As Bart Simpson put it, sometimes “it blows and sucks at the same time, what I thought was a physical impossibility”
Oh but, this is what I look forward to, coming home to this every day, in this case, Miss Jenny on catnip…. Until…
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. 🙂
Tito doing the dead-bugMiss Jenny and her pretty pink jellybeans
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.
When Titan is hungry, he sits in front of the computer monitor
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. 🙂
And now for something completely adorable from WorldBirdSanctuary at Youtube.
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.
TitoMiss JennyTitanescu
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.
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.
