"Hello?"

" I hear this is a cat haven house with a warm fire."

"May I please come in?"

"WHAT THE HELL?!"

Puffed up!

Pakhet and Kinx weren't afraid of him at all.  

Skyler ended up letting the rental cat sit on his lap for 30 minutes.

Christmas 2025.

 

Hello?

Window open on Christmas Day!

Karen and Matt enjoying some kitten time.

Sound on!

Mister Mischief getting some lap time last night.

Kitties!

 

Watching birds outside in the open window.

Nightly routine now.

Brothers in arms.

Pakhet in front of the fireplace.

Skyler won the cat lottery.  The cats won the pet lottery.

They know when the fireplace is on.

Mr. Mischief passed out!

Electric blanket.

These guys aren't dumb.

"This is great"!

Kittens!

Everyone is settling in rather well. 

Even canal cats are solar powered.

Helping to make animal shelter blankets.

Tower-o-cats.

Bloop!

ON THE FAN!

Enjoying the new cat house Skyler found and assembled.

Window open in December means lots of smells.

Skyler is so delighted to have them.

They loved playing in the wreath!

At the vet!

Miss Shaggy purring away on my lap.

The computer is warm!

Happy Birthday Altair!

My partner in crime, the yin to my yang, the sane to my crazy, here's to another year! Happy Birthday!

"A day that will live in infamy."

December 7, 1941

 

Kitten dump!

 

One year.

“December is the toughest month of the year. Others are July, January, September, April, November, May, March, June, October, August, and February.”

― Mark Twain

Today marks the one year anniversary of losing Maizey.  I'll probably never get over her.  I think about her every day.

10 years ago at my Sister's house.  I'd do anything to just give her a head pat again.

 

10 years of opting outside.

Altair and I ventured out to Butterfield Canyon on Black Friday this year.  53 degrees in November in the mountains isn't terrible!