Saturday, December 31, 2005
Here, Liz caught a small glimpse of Arthur's nagging on tape:
Here's the photo version for those of you who have a hard time viewing the video:
Saturday, December 24, 2005
Here he is caught on tape:
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Usually, the boys stop wrestling or chasing each other when I whip out the camera, but not this time. Their cat fight has been caught on tape:
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Sunday, December 18, 2005
After I came back from holiday shopping with a friend, I sat down at the computer and figured I'd do some work, but Arthur had other plans.
When Arthur wants attention (as he often does when I am working on the computer), he will come up behind my chair and start meowing. If I don't turn around immediately, bend over, and give him a belly rub, he will get on his hind legs and start tapping me with his paws or clawing at the back of my chair. If I start petting him and then turn back to my work before he's bored of me, he will tap at me again.
Last night, he came by my chair and he just wouldn't leave me alone. I figured this was a good sign that I should go lie down on the couch and watch a movie so maybe Arthur and Beowulf could come sit with me.
I picked out a movie to watch and lied down on the couch to watch it. Arthur climbed into my chair and fell asleep while Beowulf climbed into the kitty bed and slept there. I saw Arthur sleeping and rolled the chair over to the couch so I could stroke him while I watched the movie.
I stuck out on my hand and Arthur lay his head on top of my palm and slept wrapped around my arm for an hour. This is nothing new for him, but what happened later was a first. He got up out of the chair and came to lie down on my chest and curled up right on top of my heart. I could feel the vibration of his purr was stronger than my own pulse and I've never felt so relaxed. Only a cat can make a person feel that way.
Friday, December 16, 2005
What if there were an emergency and he and his brother were evacuated? He has a microchip under his skin, but no tags b/c he can't wear the collar. Can I use a traditional buckle collar on him, rather than the breakaway collar I was using? Or are traditional collars dangerous? I don't want him to get caught on something and choke, but I don't want him going collarless and tagless either. Can anyone recommend a collar that is safe for the cat, but can't be removed so easily?
Monday, December 12, 2005
Here's a great clip of Arthur rubbing against Liz's feet.
Sunday, December 11, 2005
Why do I say this? If they are doing something exciting and we point the camcorder at them, they will stop what they are doing and sit still. If we have the camcorder out and we try to entice them to do something tapeworthy, they won't go for it. However, the second we put the camera away, they will chase the rattling ball or carry a sock in their mouths. Could they really have a concept of cameras and a dislike of them? The camcorder doesn't shine in their eyes like the still camera does, but they still dislike it.
Wednesday, December 07, 2005
Yesterday, Franny called me to say that her beloved Bubba had to be put to sleep after a brief, but serious illness. My heart goes out to her and selfishly I start to think of how lucky I am that my boys are still healthy. Eighteen years is a long life for a cat, but it's not long enough when that cat is one of your closest companions.
Tuesday, December 06, 2005
Friday, December 02, 2005
Here's Arthur celebrating Hanukkah a little early:
And here's Beowulf getting ready for Christmas:
Finally, Arthur decided that he was getting really annoyed with my dangling of the hat in front of him: