Woo Hoo! Way to Go Gram!

These fireworks are for you, Gram! I'm so happy you figured out how to post comments! Before we know it you're gonna have your own blog! Go CyberGram, Go! We love ya!

Funny Pictures

Tonight, while going through a bunch of photo archive CDs, I found these shots from a trip to Canada. Michael and I have been daydreaming about Canada a lot lately. In the top picture, Michael is "lifting" a giant pine tree in Kouchibouguac National Park.

Check out this hydrant! Unfortunately, Mr. Hanky was the best part of our experience at the worst motel we've ever stayed at. Nasty, nasty, nasty place. As we left the driveway of the Scumbag Motel the morning after a creepy, sleepless night, we thought it was perfectly fitting that he adorned the nearest fire plug. All the hydrants along Main Street were painted with different South Park characters... but Mr. Hanky and that turd-of-a-motel will always have a special place in our memories.

Happy Birthday Jr. Cat Snack!

In March 2003, Peanut caught two baby mice. One was so young it didn't have it's eyes open yet, the other was the same size and did. They were smaller than the tip of my thumb. I didn't have the heart to let the cat kill them and I couldn't throw them outside or flush them or whatever. So, I put them in a cherry tomato container and waited until Michael came home from work. I figured he could do the dirty work.

Well, he didn't want to kill them either.

So that night we fed them milk with an eye dropper and put some cotton in the carton. I named the close-eyed one Lucky and the other became Jr. Cat Snack. I jokingly told them that if they lived a week I'd buy 'em a fancy cage.

Lucky, wasn't. The next morning I found a new container for Jr. Cat Snack, tossed in some raisins, oatmeal and a tiny dish of water and waited to see what would happen.

Here's Jr. Cat Snack on his First Birthday with a pretty fancy cage ...


If you look carefully you can see a nick in his left ear and a kink in his tail. Those are from an escape he made while I was cleaning his cage one day. Over the course of the next three days, the cats caught him over and over again and he made narrow escapes. I ended up putting his cage on the floor with the door open and his favorite food (yogurt chips) inside. A skinny and dented up Jr. Cat Snack ran back into his cage and hasn't tried to break out again.

Here's the Four Year Old now...


Every year on his birthday he gets another chunk of trail-tube, a new exercise wheel (he wears them out) and other toys. He earns his keep by being a source of torment for the cats... he lives in my studio -- a Feline Restricted Area.

Brilliant

For John

Up too late... work fell by the wayside hours ago... was surfin' around... saw these pictures and thought of you, Brother. Have you seen all the beautiful pictures of Saturn from NASA?

Brewski

That dirty, beer swillin' cat!

He's Ready for Lunch

I didn't pose Leo for this picture, believe it or not! I had my camera set up in the living room to photograph an orchid and he flopped himself over the foot stool like this. Doesn't it look like he should have a plate in front of him and a fork in his paw? Or maybe a beer mug near his bent elbow?