Miss you, Laney

It’s been a year to the day since I said goodbye to one of the best cats that’s ever walked the planet.

When I first got Laney, I put her in a separate room (like you’re supposed to) to acclimate to the new surroundings and before introducing her to Lilah. She managed to bust out of the room by the second night and found her way up to my pillow, settled down and slept right next to my head. That was that. She decided it was her place, and if Lilah happened to wander too close she’d get a swat.

Mind you, Laney had been declawed before I got her and had no business starting a cat fight with a younger, fully equipped, Murder Cat. But she did, and Lilah backed off. All the cats respected her territory and mighty, if clawless, paws.

It still doesn’t seem quite right without Laney around, nor going to bed and not having Laney settled next to me on the pillow and providing purrs.

Not a day goes by that I don’t think about Laney, or miss having her demanding pets or attention. We’re fortunate to have plenty of wonderful cats (and two great dogs, too), but there’s always going to be a Laney-sized hole in my life without her here. I like to think she’s still out there, somewhere, and maybe we’ll meet again. Give your fuzzy friends extra pets and snuggles while you can. Miss you, Laney.

Caturday cat blogging: From dignified to derp in three seconds

Sir Wobbles, an orange cat looking at the camera being dignified

We have, it’s true, a ridiculous number of cats. With six to choose from you might think that I’d have a favorite or two, but I love ’em all equally. However, Sir Wobbles might just be our most photogenic cat. He’s always happy to strike a pose and the camera loves him.

Sir Wobbles, an orange cat looking at the camera being dignified
Sir Wobbles strikes a dignified pose

Here, Sir gives us his dignified, “I’m ready for a cat food sponsorship” pose.

And then, we get another side of Sir Wobbles.

Sir Wobbles, an orange cat, staring up at the ceiling and showing his little fangs.
Sir Wobbles staring at the ceiling and showing off his tiny tooths.

Not so dignified. But still adorable.

Happy Caturday, enjoy your weekend and give all your furry friends a little extra attention today.

Sam’s holiday sweater

Update: Sam actually likes his sweater. Or, at least, it chills him out. He’s an anxious cat and gets really anxious when we have a lot of company over (as one does when it’s holiday season).

He has a “thunder shirt” that chills him out substantially but it’s been misplaced. Meg knitted this for fun a while back and we found that Sam will happily wear it pretty much all day. He’s also very good at slithering out of it when he feels like it.

Sir Wobbles yells at birbs

Sir Wobbles ponders

Sir Wobbles has some things to say to the birds at the feeder.

We got a bird feeder a few months ago. Dollar for dollar it provides maximum return on entertainment budget.

The Wonder Twins: Sir Wobbles and Cupcake

Sir Wobbles and Cupcake are siblings that we were fostering a few years ago and decided we couldn’t give them up. Sir Wobbles, as his name suggests, is a wobbly cat – he has a very mild case of CHP or “wobbly cat syndrome” and is not the steadiest on his feet.

His “given” name that he came to us with is “Frito” but most of us just call him Sir, or Sir Wobbles. “Officially” his name is now Sir Frito Wobbleson.

He was very ill as a kitten and almost didn’t make it, but he had an amazing foster mom who specialized in “bottle babies” and he not only survived, but flourished! He’s grown a lot since his early days as a tiny kitten with a stubby orange tail that stuck straight up most of the time.

Cupcake is the kitty who really sealed the deal. She lobbied hard to be adopted, until Meg couldn’t see how we’d part with the Wonder Twins. Which saved me the trouble of begging to keep Sir Wobbles, because there’s no way I could have parted with him when push came to shove.

Wonder Twins getting comfy

Cupcake resting on Sir Wobbles’ paw

Cupcake is very serious

As you can see, they’re as comfy as can be together. They’re a joy to have around and to watch romp through the house.

The many faces of Laney McScratcherson

Laney McScratcherson is a tortoiseshell tabby cat (torbie) that I adopted from Animal House in St. Louis in late 2013. It might be more accurate to say she adopted me, because she made it pretty clear that she had decided I was her person. You don’t argue with a cat when they pick you, you just go with it.

These are just a few of the pictures I’ve taken the last few years of Laney around the house, mostly lounging on the bed. She’s known as the Queen of the King-size here, and rules the house with an iron paw. Continue reading “The many faces of Laney McScratcherson”

Tuesday Tortitude

Willow is a great TV buddy. And an excellent cat in general. Just look at that face.

Little nap

So tired.

“Got any food you’re not using?”

Serious tortitude

Still not friends with Sir Wobbles.