Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Cats and the art of bed making.


I dont know about your furry felines but mine love when we change the bed. The only other thing that gets their attention like that is when Jeremy changes the kitty pan, but thats another blog. As soon as I grab the comforter and jerk it off the bed 3 cats appear from no where and pounce. Simon usually freaks out and leaves but Roxanne and Quincy think its a game. I quickly pull off the sheets and try to avoid the claws. Next, the really fun part, trying to get the new fitted sheet back on. After fluffing the sheet to spread it out I find there are 2 cats already under it. If at this time you try to smooth the sheet, you will bleed. Sheets are thin, cat claws are sharp and a hand on top of what they are under is just another game. So I tuck in 3 sides and kind of moosh the cats toward the open side. Once they realize there is another level of sheet that may or may not already be blood stained, the game is on again! The top sheet is even more fun because there is more of it and when you fluff it, it gets a lot of air underneath and makes a huge bubble for the cats to play in. Roxanne likes to wait on the edge and as the sheet comes down she jumps onto the sheet "bubble" smooshing the cat beneath. At this point in the bed making I can go ahead and add the other covers and comforter on top of the cats, leaving 2 bumps that slowly make their way to the edge and plop out onto the floor. They always jump right back onto the bed and roll on the freshly smoothed comforter, probably looking for fresh blood!

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

I miss my babies


I miss my babies!

They are at the vet I know he will take care of them, but I miss them. My brother is taking care of my kitties and I miss them too. I bet Quincy has redecorated the kitchen by now.

We are so used to having them around all the time, sleeping on us, laying on us. I bet they miss us too, I'm sure the vet doesn't have a comfy couch or large bed for them to sleep on. As much as we pay, they should.

Monday, March 3, 2008

Joys of a Box


I wish hiding in a box really was this fun!

Imagine, the highlight of your day is finding the perfect box to crawl into and disappear. Quincy played in and on this box until something icky and kind of gooey ended up on it, I don't even want to know what that might have been!


Roxanne claimed the next one. (The hubby got new boots--he has big feet therefore a big box).

So the big cat, Quincy, is in the smallest box he could possibly fit into and Roxanne, my small kitty, is in the huge box.

Oh to curl up and take a snuggly nap in your very own box! I might try that tomorrow, I bet we have some big boxes at work.....