They look so concerned…but it’s mostly concern I’m going to be stingy with those treats I’m holding. Photobomb courtesy of Zander. That white bunny was Jake’s and though he’s seen better days, I cannot bring myself to let him go.
We went from 72 degrees yesterday to 22 degrees and snow today. They don’t seem to mind. The pavement was warm enough I won’t need to shovel, so I’m okay with it, too.
I was thinking that since the cats hadn’t used the huge cat tree in about a year, I should give it away.
Now suddenly both Gabe and Zander have been using it every day and giving me the look when I catch them.
Freakin’ clairvoyant mystic PIMA fur babies
How are you spending your last day of summer?
Gabe’s favorite hangout
Zander guarding the garden
And bonus puppies
Gabe got to go outside this morning. This was our second attempt. A few weeks ago I tried it and he headed to the gate, as if to leave, so I swooped him up and brought him back inside. Continue reading
Today we had a disagreement about making the bed. Usually, they help. Today they were like, “naw, we’re comfy and we’re not moving.”
The bed did not get made until late morning. They’re lucky they’re cute.
Zander has been my constant companion since I returned from my trip. And he’s had lots to say about the day-to-day activities here.
Sorry, dude, Gabe is staying.
After brainstorming with a few dozen people online last night, I’ve settled on Gabe (Gabriel Miles Evan) as his name. While I was traveling in Boston last week, I spent some of the rainy afternoons looking at my local shelters online. My thought was, I had four cats for thirteen years and just three for the last five and I was used to multiples. Three feels comfortable. So with Jake gone, it seemed the right thing to do would be to give another shelter cat a home.
Here he is protesting the baby gate. He wants to meet everyone
My goal was to bring home either the oldest cat in the shelter or the one who had been there the longest, or both. Continue reading