The other day, I couldn’t find my kitty Elsa. She spends most of her time with me in the living room, either on the blankets on the couch, specifically placed there as an extra soft place for her to nap, or on a dining room chair. With the cat missing from her two most frequented spots, I went searching for her. Continue reading Bonus Time: Yet Another Cat Nap
At the risk of seeming overly obsessed with my cat, I decided to create another cuteness-dump of her antics. Elsa is a grey tabby cat I got just over two years ago, and I don’t know if my overwhelming adoration for her is simply due to the fact that I did not have a cat for a year or so prior to her adoption into the family or because she is indeed as adorable as I make her out to be. Probably the latter. With 2016 at a close, I wanted to show off a few more cute pictures of my youthful and silly feline. Now, I ask myself, are complete strangers really interested in photos of my pet? I dunno. But will I try, nonetheless, with courage and gusto to make her an Internet celebrity? Yes. Yes, I will. Continue reading Elsa Adopts a Plastic Mouse
Maybe I’m rather biased, but sometimes it seems as if my cat exceeds the average level of cuteness displayed by most felines. I also know people seem to enjoy pictures of cute and cuddly kitties, so sharing such things with you all is surely one of the kindness things I can do. No need to thank me; I’m happy to do it.
My kitty Elsa sleeps in all manner of silly ways. You may have seen posts describing how she enjoys sleeping on her back or wrapped up in blankets. She also sometimes uses my computer’s power…thingy as a pillow. You know, that big, block of a thing that’s part of a laptop’s power cord? Well, it gets warm when the computer’s on, so she naps next to it, or on it, a lot. No pictures to share of that at this time, but maybe someday. Continue reading Elsa Says “Ah”
Cats are pretty adorable creatures. Sometimes, it almost feels as if they’re doing it on purpose, and it really only makes it that much cuter that they’re not. They were just born that way. There has always been one thing in particular I found especially endearing, and that was when kitties sleep under blankets like people. I don’t know why, but seeing a cat napping with just its head visible has always been a pretty goofy sight, and I never pass up an opportunity to photograph it, that I may share it with the world.
I used to have a Manx named Arwen well-versed in this ancient kitty technique. On more than one occasion, I would find that she had decided to pull a blanket over herself, after which a nap would ensue in utmost comfort. Had she learned this from watching me (I hope she didn’t watch me while I slept….)? Or was she just a kitty ahead of her time? She could open sliding doors, after all. Either way, her adopted brother Alex never did such things. I think it was because he wasn’t super bright, and he was a big dude and probably had plenty of warmth-giving padding anyway. But mainly because he just wasn’t all that clever. He was still a nice boy, though. Continue reading When Cats Use Objects as They Were Actually Intended
Recently, my cat Elsa has begun a very strange habit. To put it simply, she drowns her toys. Despite having many pets over the years, I have never seen this before. You see, starting a few weeks ago, Elsa’s jingly mouse toys have been ending up in her water bowl. I thought she had been doing it by accident, as she likes to toss them, but it just kept happening, leading me to wonder if itwas, in fact, entirely on purpose. Continue reading The Reason Elsa’s Toys Are Always Moist
You may have heard that I have a fairly new pet, a grey tabby cat named Elsa Vanille. Elsa, for short. (And no, she’s not named after the Frozen character. Just forget about that movie, people! Every time I go to the store, I hear little kids asking their parents for Elsa merchandise, if it’s available. And while it’s a perfectly good movie, this confuses me to no end because the first Elsa that comes to mind now is my cat. Just…let it go, let it… Okay, I’ll stop.) Ahem. Well, while Elsa was quite a feisty thing back in the day (and by “back in the day”, I mean several months ago), well, she is still quite feisty, but in a manner that is far less annoying. In fact, I’ve grown quite attached to her, and I thought I’d share a couple of her goofy antics, which are cute enough to warm even the heart of the abdominal snowman himself. Or herself. But then again, that would be an abdominal snowlady…. Let’s return to the topic now. Continue reading All Species Enjoy Marshmallows
Well, I just got a new cat, what’s new with you?…
Ahem, yeah, I have a cat again. For the first time in over a year. And I don’t recall getting a cat ever being this difficult before. I went to a bunch of different pet stores on the lookout for the right cat, but many were unfriendly, too hyper, or when I did find one I liked, I’d pet it, and then get hit with a mad case of asthma. There are better ways to die than asphyxiation. I’ll pass. Continue reading So, What Elsa is New
Around the night of 11/11, and some other nights that I lost track of, I’ve been getting a lot of weird dreams. I remember one where one of my cats was back, and it looked like Alex, my chubby kitty, but acted like Arwen, my friendly Manx. I have a lot of dreams, in fact, where my pets return to me, including a rat I lost about a decade ago (I’ve looked everywhere, but I just can’t find him…), and I either realize we had the pet all along and forgot, or the pet just appeared back in our house one day. In this particular dream, I woke up early in the morning in my current house to find this cat, and I went to put out food and water for it (even though I no longer own any cat food; it really doesn’t taste that good), but my mom had already done so. She actually put out two bowls of water and two of food even though it was just one cat, in the very same manner as the days when we used to have two. Continue reading Impractical Races, Cats, and Robots: This Post Has It All
I have a really stupid idea for a business. It’s one I wish existed, but it’s still…really stupid. The idea is, well, you see…kitten rentals. That’s right, kitten rentals. Have you ever thought to yourself, I really want to snuggle with a great, big pile of kittens, without the commitment of purchasing copious amounts of the cottony felines? Well, I have. I have thought about this a lot, about as much as I obsess over my next visit to the bakery, which is also a lot, and there are times I have this overwhelming urge to just scoop up a zillion, large-headed, mewing kittens and snuggle with them. But, I see no practical way of doing this, aside from befriending someone in possession of a large number of kittens, whom you can use for a time for their kitteny goodness, and then fake your death once the kittens grow up and you have no need of their services anymore. Continue reading Kitten Rentals