Pet Torture

Maia and Harrison have been at Church Day camp all week. Tuesday, they came home with little hats they had made for Louie and Max. Surprisingly, the cats were very cooperative while they were being held down to have the hats put on their heads. I didn't get a photo of Max; Maia never got it on his head. Harrison did manage to get the hat, complete with chin strap, on Louie. He looks REAL amused, doesn't he??

Louies New House

My dad made this cat condo for his "baby" Minnie, but she seems to have outgrown it. He brought it over for my cats. Louie loved his new house!!

Four Legged Freak Show at My House Tonight

Maybe that should actually say Eight Legged Freak Show. Depends on how you are looking at it I suppose. Let me explain. My cats, Louie the Siamese mentioned in a previous post, and Max were having their own private party at our house tonight. They think they are dogs. First, Louie has become BAD about trying to eat whatever is on the table, doesn't matter if you are still sitting there or not. He is bold. After successfully grabbing some leftover chicken off Maia's plate as I was cleaning the table, he then moved to the trash can for whatever he could salvage from there. This is pretty much the norm for him. He has actually been IN the trash can before. This time, he was just perched on top of it since the lid was off.

When I turn around to load the dishwasher, my other cat, Max, was inside it licking the plates clean for me. I guess he was trying to save me water?? Yep, people, if you don't like cats, you would HATE my house. I can't promise they have not been on/in the counter/table/dishwasher/sink/trash can/etc. when they jump in your lap or you eat a meal with me. Eat at your own risk. Don't say I didn't warn ya!

After all this, I go to tuck Maia into bed and Louie is hiding in a drawer in her room that just happens to be empty right now. I don't know what was going on with the cats tonight, but they were nutty most of the night until they crashed.

Just a Tail...

Strange Kitty

One Man, er, Cat Freak Show

Had Enough of the Camera

Max, crashed.

Louie likes to sit in the strangest places, if that hasn't already been established. He is sitting on the box top to Harrison's legos in the front corner of the living room. Gotta love the alien eyes. I didn't photoshop these. Left them for the effect of "strangeness"

Bathtime. I guess he had enough of the strange places and moved to the sofa on "his" blanket that he likes to suck on.

Crashed out Kitties. Though, Louie looks like he may just pounce on Max.

There you have it people. My exciting post for the night. Hey, you get what you get when I have to do a post a day. That's my life, exciting to the hilt.

Big Scary Kitty Cats

Yesterday a lady and her husband came to visit me about keeping their 15 week old baby boy. It went well at first, then enter Louie, our Siamese Cat. He is about the most docile and friendly creature on four legs if I do say so myself. They were concerned about him being in the same room as their baby if he were to stay with me. Now, I know that all people are not cat people but come on... Would you be scared by this???

Let's take a closer look at that BIG SCARY FACE...


All that superstition about cats taking the baby's breath is just nonsense. When I was pregnant with Harrison people actually asked me if we were going to get rid of our cat (not Louie, but another Siamese we had that has since passed away, Nigel). Uh, NO! They are my four legged babies. I don't buy into all that hoopla about cats and babies. Louie wouldn't hurt a fly. Now, he might do some damage to the cave crickets (Sprickets) that live in my basement, but not a baby. He loves my kids and they love him. He is most tolerant of being picked on my the two 1 1/2 year olds I keep and they do like to pick at him. Mostly tail pulling.

Oh well, to each his own I guess. I have met a lot of strange cases in this business. I am convinced that some people just need to suck it up and stay home with their own children because NO ONE will ever measure up to their standards and it is not fair to expect someone to. I was actually asked if the cat would be in another room while the baby was here if they were to chose me. Uh, just how would I make that happen? Really, I have no hard feelings toward this couple. They were at least honest with me from the start, which is WAY MORE than I have gotten out of some people. I just thought it was funny. They have a dog, but it stays outside. Probably a Pit Bull. Anyway, good luck to them in their search for the perfect childcare provider. I am way better off without uptight people. I just don't need the drama!!

Smackdown: Louie vs. The Preying Mantis

Tonight, as my family and I were leaving to go to TC Miller Open House, we opened the door to leave and discovered that our Siamese cat, Louie, was battling it out with a HUGE preying mantis. I have NEVER seen a Preying Mantis stand up on its back legs and strike a fighting pose, but boy was this one ready for the action Louis was giving him. It was the funniest thing! Of course, me being a freak with a camera, and always looking for something to pose about, had to grab the camera. Me and the kids stood and watched for several minutes as the smack down progressed. Louie mainly wanted to play with it. Now, had it been our other cat, Max, he would have eaten it up. The Mantis wouldn't have stood a chance. Louie is too much of a good kitty to eat it, thought it did appear he may have injured it a little bit. Anyway, I don't really have much to say on the topic, you kinda had to be there to really witness a cat fighting a preying mantis. It was truly something to see. Here are some photos. Hope you can see the way the mantis was standing up. It was hard to catch in a still photo. Too funny!!

Poor unsuspecting Mantis

Watching and waiting...

Let me just give him a little nudge to get things going...

Mr. Mantis says "you better back up kitty or things are gonna get ugly"...

Ahhh, now the real smack down begins. The action really picked up when they moved under the rocking chair. All poor Louie wanted to do was play with Mr. Mantis. Mr. Mantis did not want to play with kitty cat. Poor Louie.

After this, we left for school I have no idea what became of Mr. Mantis. I have not seen him since we left. Louie, however, seemed to fair well in this battle as he is asleep on my bed now. Maybe I will see the Preying Mantis tomorrow. Or at least parts of him if Louie decided to have him for dinner.