tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20859723542420805092024-02-08T12:37:13.518-06:0030-Something With CatsTales From a Life Ruled by HairballsJanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14067223252968307005noreply@blogger.comBlogger235125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085972354242080509.post-43539841580261329532010-10-04T18:31:00.000-05:002010-10-04T18:31:10.976-05:00Life, Or Something Like ItOkay, so it's been a few months since I even checked in on this blog. Thanks to all of you who keep stopping by. I haven't completely given up on this thing, but life took over and I've been too mentally and emotionally exhausted to put everything into writing.
These past few months have been full of change, loss, and more change and more loss. I'll try to get back to blogging and get Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14067223252968307005noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085972354242080509.post-61940634786592801622010-04-08T12:03:00.000-05:002010-04-08T12:03:17.178-05:00Chaos TheorySo it's vacation o-ver and back to work. (Covered in cat hair, since the boys have started shedding with a capital "S". Clumps of hair are everywhere!)
This week has been chaos, which I discovered started whilst I was on vacation. Blah. Will blog in more detail later when I can see past the piles of paper on my desk.Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14067223252968307005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085972354242080509.post-8465876797808054162010-03-31T22:20:00.000-05:002010-03-31T22:20:16.838-05:00The Elusive Mr. Cranky PantsI followed Sam around all day and this is the best, most in focus picture I got of him.
It's like trying to capture Bigfoot. Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14067223252968307005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085972354242080509.post-29578063337088234752010-03-30T16:14:00.002-05:002010-03-30T16:17:31.408-05:00Sunshine and SweatIt's Day 5 of my vacation and I'm beat. And bruised. With a little bit of a sunburn and raging allergies.
But my sense of accomplishment keeps growing.
So far during this break I've gotten the most rotten part of my fence fixed (I bought the panels a year ago. Repeat that--one year ago and just now got them up.) I even ponied up for new gate hardware since the vacuum cleaner belt that was Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14067223252968307005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085972354242080509.post-87250310325273370342010-03-27T19:05:00.000-05:002010-03-27T19:05:43.978-05:00Vacation TimeI'm on vacation this week. Not because I have some fantabulous trip planned, but because I have time off that needs to be used and I just need a break from work.
Not going anywhere, just staying home and working on the house. I have a list of things to do as long as my arm and I'm already behind on it. Oh well, I'll just be happy if the items involving the yard actually get completed (instead Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14067223252968307005noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085972354242080509.post-73751824180795048952010-03-25T22:58:00.005-05:002010-03-25T23:02:36.341-05:00Midnight Madness**I was going in to edit a different post and found this one that's been saved as a draft since December. Thankfully, the weather has decided to finally turn warmer, and the buns did get their very own heat lamp to see them through the winter. I decided to go ahead and post it because someone might get a little laugh out of it.**It's cold here in Texas. I don't like it. I dislike it almost as Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14067223252968307005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085972354242080509.post-42192103621103788042010-03-22T17:22:00.012-05:002010-03-22T17:41:56.165-05:00Oh, Springtime!It's Spring once again. The flowers are blooming, the sun is shining, temperatures are warming, and the bird population is dropping.Izzy's at it again. He's suffering his own bout of spring fever, and his way of dealing with it is to snatch poor little birdies and bring them into the house. In the past two weeks, he's captured a gorgeous cardinal, presented me with a sparrow, and today I came Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14067223252968307005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085972354242080509.post-75337373982488470872010-01-10T23:43:00.018-06:002010-01-11T09:13:49.265-06:00Jake Turns OneLittle Jake was three months old when I sprang him from his prison cell last March. So that means his turned 1 sometime last month. He's now grown from this: Into this: He's grown into the ears, but the tail is still a mile long. It gets stepped on a lot whenever we try to share space in the kitchen. I ran across his adoption papers yesterday and remembered that his pound name was "Tuff." ShouldJanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14067223252968307005noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085972354242080509.post-34753950912885306092009-11-26T08:31:00.005-06:002009-11-26T08:51:11.619-06:00Happy Thanksgiving!Not much happening these days except work and an addiction to watching all 10 seasons of CSI as quickly and as often as I can. It's pretty cool. How have I not been watching this show for the last several years? Probably because I've just now started watching cop shows. OK, so technically they're scientists, not cops, but whatever. I like the science behind it--the fingerprinting, DNA, trace, Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14067223252968307005noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085972354242080509.post-34058014033449793712009-10-30T12:33:00.006-05:002009-10-30T12:54:42.132-05:00My Cat Tried to Kill Me"Yes, Officer, a serious attempt was made on my life this morning.""What happened?""I was attacked in my bathroom. He knocked me into the bathtub, but I managed to not hit my head or pull the shower curtain off its rings. It was pretty scary. I have a boo-boo on my elbow.""What did he look like?""Short, lots of black hair, gold eyes, four legs and a tail.""A tail?""Yes. A tail. And I'll never Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14067223252968307005noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085972354242080509.post-79527073044281366422009-10-15T17:19:00.012-05:002009-10-19T11:53:09.064-05:00Lock up the Wildlife, Izzy's on the LooseI'm thinking of changing Izzy's name to Dexter. Or maybe Ted Bundy.That danged cat lives a double life. Most of the time he's so sweet and cuddly he'll knock you over for want of a snuggle. Then there's the feral hunter side that has already been well documented on this blog. For a few days there's been a smell in the house. I couldn't figure out what it was, nor could I find it. At first, it wasJanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14067223252968307005noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085972354242080509.post-20727582260200964412009-10-10T08:16:00.003-05:002009-10-10T08:28:12.634-05:00RIP Jack RabbitDespite the morning bunny races, today is also a sad day around here. I watch the buns playing in the yard and think about Jack. Today's his bunny funeral.He slipped into the neighbor's yard Wednesday and was attacked by their dog. I don't blame the poor dog, he was in her yard and she was just doing what dogs do. The rain had washed away the dirt beneath the fence at a low spot in the yard and Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14067223252968307005noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085972354242080509.post-32942928018586191812009-10-10T08:03:00.002-05:002009-10-10T08:16:04.199-05:00Go, Go Speed BunnyHow fast can a rabbit run? Evidently pretty danged fast. I've been watching Sophie run laps around the yard for the last several minutes. That rabbit food must be enhanced with pep pills. Every once in a while she'll get one of the others in on it by chasing them.Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14067223252968307005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085972354242080509.post-80157302921553834792009-09-29T14:39:00.006-05:002009-09-29T14:45:39.727-05:00Any Similarities to My Life are Just Coincidence!Found this on LOLCats....see more Lolcats and funny picturesSomeone else has their very own Izzy and Max!Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14067223252968307005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085972354242080509.post-66364893635348778072009-09-23T09:47:00.004-05:002009-09-23T10:25:12.127-05:00Only He Knows For Sure Izzy had himself a little adventure yesterday. And he totally freaked us both out in the process.I walked in the front door yesterday afternoon, expecting to see my little man waiting for me as he usually does (he and Jake get to split a can of cat food as soon as I get home, so they're always anxiously waiting!). But Izzy wasn't at the door. I greeted Jake, called for Izzy, and got Sam. Fed Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14067223252968307005noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085972354242080509.post-33030853018865774702009-09-21T14:16:00.006-05:002009-09-21T15:41:18.379-05:00Misadventures in OrnithologySo Bec and I are headed for lunch today, driving down Morse, discussing the possibilities of what species a certain flower could be when all of a sudden I see something on the other side of the street."Look! It's a turkey!"Um, no.It was a buzzard. I could argue that technically it was a turkey buzzard, but that won't fly (neither will turkeys--LOL!)From my perspective, it looked like a female Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14067223252968307005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085972354242080509.post-41274310461272358912009-09-14T09:18:00.007-05:002009-09-14T14:40:19.529-05:00If You Don't Have Anything Nice to Say...Yes, I know it's been over a month since I posted anything. I've been too pissed off.What? Yes.I've been too pissed off by tea baggers, birthers, and deathers to even begin to want to write about it. Or to even calm down and find light and fluffy things to post. Maybe I've read too many articles over on HuffPo, read too many idiotic comments on stories. I've de-friended former classmates on Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14067223252968307005noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085972354242080509.post-17575775420994745322009-08-05T09:04:00.003-05:002009-08-05T09:08:39.466-05:00Don't Let My Boys See ThisTurtle would have demanded such treatment just to walk to the mailbox. Especially the umbrella. See more funny videos and Cute Animals Videos at Today's Big Thing.Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14067223252968307005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085972354242080509.post-74812910096591315032009-07-27T16:52:00.012-05:002009-07-27T17:30:07.354-05:00Shawshank Redemptions and Marauding RaccoonsI got up this morning thinking it was going to be a typical Monday. You know, shower, dress, run out the door to work. Well, Izzy was rather insistent that I get out of bed right then and feed him, but I expected his usual, "part of my bowl is empty, so I MUST be starving" nonsense. Instead, the water bowl was filled with dirt and the food bowl was licked clean. Which means Max paid a visit at Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14067223252968307005noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085972354242080509.post-5971219657175978582009-07-24T20:36:00.008-05:002009-07-24T21:21:37.902-05:00Bunnies!As promised, here are a few photos of the new kids. They've been busy, digging holes and settling in. I'm still working on some of the more cosmetic aspects of the pen. And filling in holes. And moving rabbits out of holes so I can fill them in. In this picture, left to right, are Sophie, Jack, Penny, Robbie, and Anna Lee. Susie opted out of the photos. These guys are snuggling up with their ice Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14067223252968307005noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085972354242080509.post-46587201036639989542009-07-20T08:16:00.008-05:002009-07-21T14:27:37.829-05:00The Bird Peeps at MidnightMy nephew spent the weekend at my house, so needless to say, once I cleaned up the disaster that was left behind, I was beat. As in, let nothing get between me and my bed kind of beat. Jake and Sam made themselves scarce, so Izzy took the brunt of the visit and crashed for a good solid three hours as soon as the door closed behind the kid. Which is why he had energy for what came later.So there IJanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14067223252968307005noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085972354242080509.post-24195755348029688152009-07-14T11:41:00.013-05:002009-07-14T16:06:10.187-05:00The Life and Times of Jake and Izzy (Illustrated)So you have to admit Sam, Izzy and Jake have it pretty good. A zombie human to do their bidding, more toys than PetsMart and Petco put together, four plush cat beds, their own fleece blankets.... But why sleep in a specially designed kitty bed when there's a whole house to use as your mattress??Here's Jake on the lamp table: I see, a hard surface with a light shining in your face is comfier than Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14067223252968307005noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085972354242080509.post-27663716778912242542009-07-14T07:36:00.007-05:002009-07-14T08:17:11.100-05:00I Hear and I Obey, Master(s)*Edited to add a few extra comments*We cat owners pretty much knew this one already: Cats Do Control Humans, Study Finds. (And to quote a fellow blogger--"No shit, Sherlock.")Turtle would have made a good subject for this study, since he was always good at getting me out of bed to do his bidding. Mostly because he'd snuggle up on top of my head and purr in my ear and lick my face. It gave me the Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14067223252968307005noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085972354242080509.post-11026538039426660352009-07-08T22:53:00.002-05:002009-07-08T23:17:13.745-05:00Eeek! There's a Flea on Me!Had to treat the furrballs for fleas tonight. It was either that or get myself a flea collar. I was starting to have nightmares about the ravenous pests devouring me.I threw down some food and hit them all with the spot drops while they were trying to outeat each other.* But once the food was consumed and they realized what I'd done, mayhem ensued. How dare I put some sort of foreign liquid on Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14067223252968307005noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2085972354242080509.post-40944278167833395462009-07-03T22:51:00.005-05:002009-07-04T10:30:56.591-05:00First Photo of the Bunny Haus!Things have progressed far enough on the rabbit pen that it's ready for occupation!OK, so the roof still needs to be finished, and trimwork done to make it match the house, but my bunnies can move in! Finally! They've been living at my grandparents' for way too long.As you can see, I designed it to be transitional. Someday, after the bunnies are gone, it can become a greenhouse (and they just Janahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14067223252968307005noreply@blogger.com1