Everyday 'Cat Blogging' -- Southern Ohio Porch Cats & Max

Just a few shots

Sat, 24 Jun 2006 16:43:24 -0500

Changed work situ, no time, nothing much changes, blah, blah, blah. Anyway, here's a few pictures.

Yep, it's been a while.

Sat, 11 Mar 2006 01:56:03 -0500

But that's life -- sometimes, there just ain't much to tell. This is three months' worth of photos -- there's only so much you can do in the circumstances, eventually they all start to look like the same picture.

Yeah, yeah -- I know.

Sat, 22 Oct 2005 00:49:23 -0500

But I did warn you. I'm horrible about keeping journals. I think I mentioned that I wrote most of the entries in my freshman year high school journal the week before I had to turn it in for a grade. I'm trying to work, attend night classes, volunteer at an animal shelter, whatever. It's hard. Need some wood?

Was this yours?

Tue, 24 May 2005 00:25:48 -0500

Sometimes, the mystery of the critters in our house gets to me, kind of like a phantom limb. We're cut off from the histories of these critters because someone lost or dumped them, and for the most part, we're sure they're at least as well off as they were if not better.

Some pictures we took last night.

Sun, 01 May 2005 00:13:56 -0500

Max is a very photogenic dog -- unnaturally, really. That's why it's so funny when we take pictures of him that make him look like a complete dork. You really have to try to accomplish that.

Something has been bugging me, lately.

Sat, 23 Apr 2005 17:01:33 -0500

I don't have an awful lot of trouble with Max eating other dogs' shit (or his own, which some apparently do).

The reason I know this is, almost everybody on our block who has a dog, except for us, lets the dog shit in the yard and doesn't bother to go out and pick it up.

Some pictures

Wed, 30 Mar 2005 22:57:23 -0500

Just a few photos from the past few weeks. Since there aren't that many decent pictures of Squeek anywhere else, in general (because it's difficult to take decent pics of a dark cat without glare), I think there are more of her in this batch than any of the other cats, and I don't have any new shots of Max that are really worth posting here. I'm sure that will change, once the weather improves for good and we're outside more.

On edit -- scanned some analog camera pics, so there's one of Max in there. Sorry in advance for the quality of the scans -- scanner glass is probably dirty, since I don't use it very often (it's a snack table, for the most part), now that I have a digital that will do photos sufficient to post on line at lower than 300 dpi resolution.

Squeek has a new "thing."

Sat, 12 Mar 2005 22:48:12 -0500

Each night when I drag my butt to bed with a book ... and let me digress here to say I have to lie on my stomach to read, when I crawl into bed with a book, lest Her Royal Highness Tink install herself on her quadrant of the bed without my legs in the locked and upright position (she makes sure to plant herself somewhere I can't possibly get comfortable, if I don't arrange myself properly, you see).

Well, I'm sure from what I've written so far, it'll be an enormous surprise ...

Sun, 06 Mar 2005 03:35:23 -0500

To find out that Tink's annual vet exam Thursday was a completely uneventful event. Her weight (13.1#) met with the vet's scrutiny (she was up to nearly eighteen pounds a few years ago), her teeth were as near perfect as any seven year old cat's teeth can be expected to be (better than most, I'll wager), and her coat is its usual 'if we could clone her, troglodytes would pay millions for this!' plushness.

Not much going on, at this point ...

Tue, 22 Feb 2005 09:30:41 -0500

But I have a few minutes, thought I'd just drop an entry in.

The ebb and flow of which cat is where is kind of a funny thing. When I wake up in the mornings, Tink and Gord usually are somewhere in the bedroom. Sometimes Doodle and Squeek, as well, but not always -- sometimes one or both of them will be in a window in another room.

Wait -- almost forgot.

Sun, 06 Feb 2005 17:47:14 -0500

We bought something last weekend.

I go off on these obsessive tangents, once in a while ...

Fri, 04 Feb 2005 16:38:25 -0500

And sometimes it's animal welfare issues. Okay, frequently it's animal welfare issues of some kind or other, whether it's more specific -- looking into things like diseases and conditions I might have to deal with at some point, reading other people's experiences with behavior problems we have around here -- or more general, like euthanasia, feeding, the shelter system ... you get the picture.

Time for another entry...

Fri, 28 Jan 2005 22:38:34 -0500

Not that new or interesting things happen all that frequently around here. As I've noted before, with all the animals at the age of majority (with cats, I figure it's two years; with dogs, who knows?), new things don't happen very often.

As I feared would happen ...

Thu, 06 Jan 2005 09:51:46 -0500

I've slacked on doing this as often as I intended. I guess, though, when you have a house full of adult animals and it's winter, there's less 'news' than there would be if, say, we had a new animal, or a problem with the existing fur factories, or the weather was warmer and they were able to go out in the run.

Other than letting them out into the snow for entertainment purposes, we haven't much. Two days after it snowed, the temps rose into the forties, and it's been between forty and sixty for the past week; the run is a huge chocolate pudding. When they go out, they return with wet feet and leave little kitty footprints on everything just inside the window, including the leather sofa.

The point was to write about the everyday stuff, and especially the stuff people don't think about when they start acquiring enough animals to put a basketball team on the floor.

White death from the sky.

Wed, 22 Dec 2004 22:03:22 -0500

Well, the way most people in southwestern Ohio act about it, you'd think it was white death from the sky, anyhow. We have about nine inches of snow on the ground, and could get as much as a foot more before it's all over with tomorrow evening. Then, temps are going to drop below zero.

So much for I-75 only going one way. If it's nasty on Xmas, they can forget about it -- we're both off for the next week and a half, our families can wait until the weather is better.