Scaredy Cat

Took Eloise back to the vet the other day. She was terrified. Vet walked in and couldn't find her she'd wedged herself in so far behind me. My poor girl still has behavioral (rage/anxiety) issues.

Funky Shirt Friday

Odd angle while watching The Avengers, you can't really see it, but that's a cat operating a computer mouse on top.

Seasonal Scents... One Step Too Far

Yeah, so I figured out when seasonal scents jumped the shark. It was when this was invented. Or maybe even when it was brainstormed. That's right. Limited edition cat litter.

And in case you're curious, no, I did not buy it.

Kitty Heaven

Courtesy of Brenner Brewing Co, paper in a box. The ultimate cat toy. He was so mad at me when I threw it out.

WINDOW KITTENS!

Aww. You know that house where the Jesus mobile always parks? And where the old lady and old man are always having screaming matches by the garbage cans? Well, they have WINDOW KITTENS! Possibly related, I'm convinced its a hoarding house.

Try and ignore my head in the reflection ruining the cuteness.

Kitty Cuddles

Troubs

Three years ago today I had to put my cat Trouble to sleep. I'd probably remember the date no matter what, but I'll never forget because it was the day before my birthday, which is now sandwiched in sadness by this and the 19th was my now deceased grandmother's birthday. (Not to mention National Talk Like a Pirate Day). Yar! Grandma Lois, you live on in the great pirate ship in my heart.

I know pet owners always say this, but my Trouble was truly one of the sweetest, friendliest cats you'd ever meet. She was so sweet she even made my roommate at the times parents get a cat. (Why you ask? She and Boo stayed with them when our apartment had a five alarm fire and we had no where to live for a couple weeks).

Trouble stayed sweet through everything life threw at her too. Through a six hour car ride at four years old all the way from Minnesota where she became an indoor cat instead of an outdoor one. Through firemen axing open a smoke and ash filled apartment while she hid under a bed with her son. Through moving to Illinois for a month to let her "parents" rebuild a home in Milwaukee after the fire. Through moving in with my (now ex) boyfriend, who in reflection was nothing but abusive to her (not hitting, but chased her, yelled at her, etc until she hid under the couch or in a corner) and through helping me start over again when all I could do was cry and it felt like the weight of the world was crushing my soul. There was sweet little Trouble, nosing her way under the covers and pushing up against my back.

She welcomed all my friends into my "new" apartment (I am starting my fifth year here now). Pushing herself between us during our LOST parties, our Mad Men parties, and well, whenever she felt like it. Nosing into our snacks; she would not be ignored, nor would she stop purring or asking to be pet by everyone in the apartment (or in the hallway if she ever made it that far).

When she was barely ten years old, she ended up getting cancer of the epithelial cells, which are basically the cells that line your organs against your other organs. So really no chance there. She got really thin, really fast and towards the end I could just tell something wasn't right. She wasn't her sweet little self, who would greet me with mews everyday when I got home from work and not leave my side until I left again in the morning. She would just hide in the closet, and gradually, just after Labor Day, I noticed she was swelling with fluid because her cells were breaking down and giving up.

She was unhappy, she couldn't move comfortably, hid in the closer all of the time and seemed ashamed of the fact that she had lost control of her bladder. One day, in between vet visits, i just looked at my girl and realized I couldn't put her through that anymore, so two of my best friends went with me to let her go. The vet thought she probably had three days left at the most. It was tremendously sad, and we looked like the most unusual little family (my best friend his wife and I), but we all loved her. Just like almost everyone who met her did.

Cancer's a bitch. In humans and pets alike. Hug yours tonight!

Cone of Shame

I Think She Missed Me

Back from NYC and she won't leave my pillow, let alone my side. Sigh. I love my high maintenance girl, even if everyone else considers her a semi-monster/demon spawn.

Don't Worry Mom...

They're not lost, I've got your keys right here.

Boo is SO the Opposite of Eloise

Chillaxed.

I'm a Sucker for her Cute Little Face

Just like she's a sucker for a freshly washed towel Aww.

I Heart Her

My little Weez.

Kitty Snuggles

She may torture everyone else, but I sure do love her.

Boo Boo Kitty

Is in a people food coma. Yes. That is a maglite flashlight he is laying next to.

She Wore Herself Out

With the cat crazies.

Laser Cat Attacks

She's stalking my laundry.

Owie

I'm A Kitteh

I sit in yours sink

My Boo

Snuggle time.