StrangeRanger

Turkey Day. For the Cat.

We here at Chez-Ranger hope that you had a lovely Thanksgiving Day.  We know we did.  We had our traditional soup, squash and corn garnished with toasted walnuts, avocado and cheese, and fresh bread.

Maddie had her traditional turkey slice.  Nommed it right down, too.  Then she retired for another Thanksgiving tradition.  The nap.

Indeed, the nap is a tradition shared by all cultures with any sort of periodic culinary excess built in.  Wise, wise people those founders of culture were.

Don't worry, she woke up in time to have some of the whipped cream off the top of our cake.  Went back to sleep right after.

Maddie has always been in our thoughts and prayers of thanksgiving, as have you, our blog friends.  We're grateful for your presence.  Thanks!

This is why some people are Dog People

After watching this absolutley joyous video can you blame them?

 

                Me neither.  That dog is full of awesome!

It's going around

Like our friends in the great Northern Midwest, we here in the great South East have the crud.  We look to the wisest among us, our Zen-Master, our Oracle, our local Yoda if you will, for a prescription.

ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ.....................

Thank you, Dr. Ivy. 

Now, back to bed.

The Sun Returns...

...to the cedar chest at the foot of the bed.  Maddie has rediscovered one of her favorite morning spots.

She always enjoys (and Ivy always enjoyed) this particular spot. 

You *had* to bring her up, didn't you?

I've always liked the light through this window.  And a cat in said light?  Bonus.  Pity the sun moves, the earth rotates and we won't have the light for long.  Guess we'll have to appreciate it while we've got it.

Wait.  What?!  This won't last forever??  I find that.....disturbing.  I'm going to have to think about that....

I've always admired how cats seem to assume that the things they enjoy will last forever.  Yet, when their pleasure is ended, they don't often sulk about it.  They just go about the business of finding something else to enjoy.  There's a certain amount of wisdom there. 

DST and Preparing for the Future and a blog note

Here's a new pick of Maddie on her couch, enjoying the early morning sun.  I think she's wondering why it showed up earlier than it's supposed to.  I haven't told her about the end of daylight savings time...

Stupid human.  Cats have no regard for your artificial temporal tricks.  It is *always* whatever time we want it to be.

Good point.

The Christmas holidays are approaching, so we'll be heading up to the Winter Palace soon.  Maddie's been having fits recently when we've put her in her carrier, since it's been for vet visits.  We've been trying to jolly her up about it by showing her old pics of her having fun at the Ranger-in-laws.

Well, I guess carpet is okay...but don't these people have another cat?

Yes.  Yes they do.  Mwa ha ha ha ha !!!!!

Oh dear...this should be....fun?

On a blogosphere-ish note:  Cute Overload ran a story a couple of weeks ago that we've been following.  It's about Sketches.  She's a Bengal kitten found half paralyzed, with her whiskers cut off, in a garbage bag.  She's got at least a temporary home with some folks who are doing their best to care for her.  They've got a donate button up, so if you can help out, it seems they'd appreciate it.  Sketches is a cute little marvel of a beast.  To paraphrase D.H. Lawrence, I've never know a wild thing to feel sorry for itself.