Saturday, March 19, 2011

Water Log

Taken March 6, 2011.

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  1. Okay so I know that's Brown County but the angle, colors, and unusual light make it look like it could've been shot on one of the beachfront pine-forested parks of SoFla, with the shore off to the right of the frame. Groovy effect!

    Dispatch from Planet Kitteh

    Poor Freddie had a rough time at the vet. He was scared of the pet carrier, the car ride, the new people, and the strange alien-abduction environment complete with anal probe, and then he wound up having a cracked tooth extracted while he was having his testicles removed so by the time he got home again he'd had parts removed from stem to stern and was all doped up on surgery drugs and a mixed vaccination cocktail. The site of the tooth extraction left him with a little Billy Idol sneer which at first we feared was permanent but now seems intermittent as he heals. Naturally, he was exuding a heady odor of vet's office and abject terror when got home, so the orange cats treated him like a stranger in a Fred-mask and hissed at him, so between this and being cut off from his mother, his state of mind is pretty fragile right now and he cries like a tween with a backstage pass for a Bieber show unless he is hand fed and played with indulgently.

    My home office has been turned into a kitten nursery and outfitted with all the accoutrements, including a modified kitten-safe dog-crate for when the babes start moving around, and a litter box with kitten-safe litter in the closet for Ruby. (I've actually had to replace that already, as it turns out that Ruby is a kicker in the box. If you're in a need of a good laugh, picture me frantically diving for Wesley's "punishment" water spray bottle and a box of kleenex, which was all I had in the room in the way of cleaning supplies, and scrubbing bits of fresh poo from white walls while vigorously but politely discouraging an immediately postpartum cat from continuing to fling additional bits of fresh poo in every possible direction.) Meanwhile, my home office is Lucy's day room, and she is very much the grumpus about being shut out of it for reasons she neither understands nor cares to.

    And here's your daily moment of awww, with an extra one for Dina. :)

    I hope all of you on the non-kitteh planets are well as can be, all things considered.

  2. I like your alternate vision for the picture, Jen.

    As for the baby pictures -- awwwwwwwww. They make me want to reach right through the monitor so I can pet them.

    Poor Fred. I hope he feels better soon.

  3. Trees standing above
    see a tree lying below:
    Considering death.

    Poor Fred… but it sounds like he's ready to take advantage. Love the kitten pix — if you took them with your cellphone, you did a fantastic job! (just a "great" job with a real camera. :-D)

    If y'all haven't looked, part 3 of the Accidental Sorcerers story is up. It's plural, because Mik isn't the only one, and Sura tells her own story.

    Mason's eating breakfast. If he was a character in Fiddler on the Roof, his song would go "Mess maker, mess maker, make me a mess…"

  4. Double awwwwww here! I love them. All my sympathies to Fred. My Casey hates the vet's so much that I have actually found a mobile vet who comes to the house.

    Of course, Casey is 16 and not in need of surgery.

  5. I love all the different elements in that picture, andi. Thanks for the water pix, from the desert.

    And the kitty pix, Jen! The one for Dina is especially awwwwwwwww. Ditto on wanting to reach in and cuddle them.

    I leave for SWFL on Tuesday morning. A long day of travel, but a week with my sis and BIL at the other end. Beaches, baseball. Trop Rock, friends and family - I can't wait. So this weekend is chores and packing and work, and of course March Madness.

    Hope everyone has a relaxing weekend!

  6. Woo hoo, Butler! Talk about winning ugly but we'll take it.

    Love the haiku, Farf. Heading over to read the story.

    Hi Dina. 16 -- wow, that's one long-lived critter.

    I'm loaded with water pics, Beth. All the rain you don't get is, apparently, coming here. And oh boy, baseball!

  7. Holy cow, andi, Butler indeed. What an ending. Destroyed my bracket, but then again I think it destroyed a lot of brackets...

    Great games tomorrow again. Great weekend for sports. Now if it would just're welcome to send all that rain back this way, andi!