Category Archives: pets

“Pets” on this blog mostly means “cats” since my current pets are both Persian cats, brothers born July 1, 2011. Sometimes I mention other pets, though. Dogs: I love dogs! Horses? Man oh man! Horses are about the loveliest creatures on earth! I understand why girls and women love them so much! Well, I love all animals except monkeys , which are nasty dung-flinging little bitches. Some are pretty cool looking, though. I just don’t want to be anywhere near them. Ever!

Post 948: A exceptional day at the window!

It’s rare both Andy and Dougy go to the window at the same time. “Personal space” issues, you know: “He’s my brother, but that means I don’t have to be nice to him if I choose!” Maybe it was the catnip….

Andy was there first.
Then Dougy joined him.
Something interesting outside, you bet!

Dougy decides to get a better look from the mini-stereo.

Andy pops out from behind the blinds, but has to take a last look out the window.

Andy’s curiosity is sated, so he leaves. Never one to waste time or energy, this kitty!

Dougy is pleased! Andy’s leaving!
“Don’t let the door slam on yer tail!” says Dougy.
Hee! Hee! Cat joke, that! Andy hisses at his brother: “Stupid kitty!” He’s very sensitive about his tail.

Post 946: Sunday…and we aren’t doing doodle!

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Dougy’s napping, and Andy and I are at the computer desk. Andy knows it’s about time for his medicine, so he’s a bit tense, but otherwise, we aren’t doing doodle. It’s Sunday afternoon!

This Incredible Mile Long Wooden Xylophone Plays Bach When You Roll A Ball Down It

Following the horrific news out of Paris, it is good to see our kind also is capable of beauty and joy. I want to dedicate this to the poor souls who died pointlessly, terribly in Paris. Words are beyond me just now.

Post 945: Andy tries to hide on the recliner…

Andy can be a moody little guy. This morning, he didn’t want to be bothered, so tried his best to hide on the recliner.

I see you, Andy!

Andy is unhappy he’s been discovered, and he plans an escape!

Dougy’s over that way. Andy isn’t in any mood for him, either!

Lickety split, Andy heads off to the safety and quiet of the guest bedroom.

Post 944: Dougy cleans up; Andy poses nicely!

> lick~lick~lick <

“Whew!”
Dougy pauses for a moment

> lick~lick~lick <

> lick~lick~lick <
This is going to take awhile!

Andy watches from behind the printer…

Nothing interesting there.
Andy turns his attention to the back window scene.

Post 943: “Naughty” is his middle name…

Once again, I’ve had to disconnect my webcam cable because Andy found it and thinks it is a chew toy.

Naughty boy! Andy chews on the webcam cable.

Post 942: sneaking around…

Andy was on his favorite light stand, dozing. His kitty food breakfast eaten, his paws and face cleaned, it was time for a morning nap.

Dougy was nowhere to be seen…!

Hiding behind the recliner, a dark presence…

Dougy winks at me.
“I see you, you little rascal!”

Po\st 939: pretty active for a Caturday…!

Most of the day, it was “Snooze City”. Mid-afternoon, however, Dougy in particular got a dose of adrenaline.

My little lion awakens!

“What to do? What to do?”
Dougy wanders over to his personal mess to see what he can do.

Oopsy daisy! Up on the recliner! Perhaps to recline?

Dougy’s going to snooze on the recliner, I bet! There he goes now!

A little grooming instead, then…

Up and over!
Dougy heads back to where he started from!

No! Now he’s back at the ottoman!
He saw me put my feet on it, and had to come back over to scratch on it to let me know it was his!

[Note: Yes, this is Dougy! You can see the boys’ Birman father’s markings in the shot above. Especially when the boys’ hair is short, this pattern is obvious in certain lights. In other lights, they still look black.]

Andy can’t believe his brother is so active this afternoon.

Andy’s choice is to rest on his favorite end table, the one where he can see Dougy at all times!

Post 938: the origins of Andy and Dougy…!

If you wonder how I came about having two ornery Persian cats, know that the story begins in August 2011, when I went in to pick up the ashes of poor Louie the ginger cat. For the full story, with kitten videos, click on “Andy and Dougy come home”, second page, next to “Home”, above.

Andy at two months of age.

Post 936: the “sheepies” are shorn….!

Dougy was grumpy because he was unhappy about being in the carrier. Andy always is a little grumpy, “because”! The main thing, Athena their groomer said they were basically good boys while there, and she once again gave them really good cuts, no matter what their moods.

Dougy snoops at my dirty breakfast dishes. Hey, it that a fantastic tail or what?!

Dougy snoops at my dirty breakfast dishes.
Hey, is that a fantastic tail or what?!

Andy chose his favorite perch on my PC to fluff his tail and take care of kitty grooming needs.
He has a fantastic tail, too!

Athena and I decided next time, in January, we will try something different. Instead of a teddy bear cut, she will trim under their arms, on their chests and abdomens, and (most importantly) under and behind the tails.

I’ve had them trimmed in teddy bear cuts till now mostly to control matting and poop on tail feather issues. Letting their hair grow out except as noted above should let their full beauty bloom, and, if Athena and I figure it right, matting won’t become an issue.

The boys are smoke Persian cats. When they have longer hair, I’ll post photos so you can see how beautiful such cats can be! Andy and Dougy are cute now, but they will be spectacular in full form. Take my word for it.