One of the first photos

Thursday, July 26, 2007

They woke me up at 6am to eat. Audrey wasn't so keen on the new food but Arnold ate it up happily.

After that they were absolutely energized. Running around the house, up the stairs, down the stairs, around and around the dining room. Then I heard a huge BANG and heard the mad scampering of kitty feet escaping the scene of the crime. They'd managed to knock down the package of table leaves wrapped in a blanket in the dining room.

They hid for 15 minutes or so before I could find them again and make sure everyone was ok.

I emptied the litter box this morning. Audrey likes to watch. She's been very curious about the process. Arnold --- not so much since he fell into the toilet. When Audrey made a move to leap onto the toilet bowl I was READY. "NO, Audrey!" Scampering kitty out of the bathroom.

I really don't want to have to wash off another set of kitty paws from falling into the toilet.

You should see Arnold sleeping: he sleeps like a guy - all sprawled out on his back, legs every-which-way-but-loose. Audrey looks like a little black ball when she's sleeping.

I'm still waiting to hear from the vet about the growth on Arnold's ear.

Posted by Arnold and Audrey at 10:40 AM

Kitty update

Well, nothing really interesting or fun has happened... but we thought we should post something to try to entertain you.

I've been surfing through the very first blog entries and reading them out loud to cb. Those kitties are so cute!

Here's a blast from the past - it's the VERY FIRST POST:

Wednesday, July 25, 2007
Those wild kitties!
I phased out the boiled chicken and rice and phased back in their regular kitty food. It appears that that was a mistake as they made several visits to the litter box during the day. (it's interesting: Arnold does not bury his p**p but Audrey does.)
Feeling sorry for the poor kitties, I went out and got some "Fancy Feast" canned cat food. Arnold LOVED it, but Audrey, not so sure.

Arnold breathed on me later --- KILLER BREATH.

What's that noise?

I made myself a delicious, ginormous salad this evening for dinner. I got out the balsamic vinegar and the olive oil, carefully measured out two tablespoons of each and returned both bottles to the cabinet.

I sat down to enjoy my dinner and read the paper. I heard a small, thumping noise...

Yes, it was ARN, stuck in the cabinet and trying to get the door open so he could escape!

I haven't seen him since then...

Oh Dear!

I came home from work today (where I signed up ELEVEN jailbirds thank you very much!) and carried in the bags of groceries. The kitchen was nice and warm, which was very much appreciated after the chilliness of outside. There was also a gentle hum. All in all, it was very peaceful.

I hung up my coat and processed the mail, then I said to myself, I said, "Self --- that IS NOT a normal noise coming from the kitchen." Then I said, "There's a slightly peculiar smell coming from the kitchen." Then I said, "It's not really normal for the kitchen to be so warm. I'd better check that out."

Yes, as you can imagine, ARN (or something like him) had jumped up onto the stove and actually started it! It was baking nothing at 350 degrees. And the "oven start time", you ask? 9:24 am!

Yikes!

The "Gift"

I went to clean out the litter box last night and you'll never believe what I found. Actually, you WILL believe it, but saying that you won't makes a better beginning to the post...

Anyway, I found a nice, tidy pile of kitty-business right outside the opening to the litter box. It was fairly firm so it must have been there a while. (I love this house! I didn't even smell that business!)

I picked it up then Audrey dashed into the box and wee-d. With her head poking out of the door. When I lifted the lid I discovered that she has somehow gone way back in the back and actually hit the dome part and some had leaked out. Eeeeew!

All is clean now, though. And the kitties are forgiven.