Thursday was Maddie's 22nd birthday.
YAY ME!!
Just think, she could be graduating college this year! That's after, like all college students, sleeping through that silly 8:00 a.m. Art History class...
If they didn't want me to go to sleep in class, why did they make books so comfortable?
I know, right? Got me every time....
Here's a wistful birthday wish to a cat who will never leave my heart.
The papa-san chair has always been a major draw for the cats here at ChezRanger. It was a constant source of contention when Maddie and Ivy had to time-share it. It pretty much boiled down to "first come, first IN THE DAMN CHAIR! GO. AWAY." You'll be happy to hear that Ivy, old though she was, got a bit more that her fair share of papa-san time.
Daisy has sole ownership of the chair now. Neither of us humans ever sit it in anymore. It is the largest piece of solely cat furniture in the house. We certainly don't mind ceding it to Daisy. Honestly, I think I get more pleasure out of seeing her being comfy in it that I would actually being comfy in it myself. without further ado, here's Daisy enjoying the morning sun in the cat nest.
I always love seeing her relaxed, comfortable, and undisturbed.
And yet, here you are, disturbing me.
Sorry love. Just one more and I'm done.
And off to nap time she goes. I am content.
Have a great week ahead, all!
...I never thought I'd see something like this again!
Back in May of 2007, Ivy discovered strawberries.
..mmmmm....strawberries.
It seems that she really liked them.
oh yeah....
Maddie, of course, did not look kindly on Ivy's newfound joy.
OMG YOU'RE WEIRD!!!
Ivy just kept on lovin' her strawberries, unperturbed by the gorgon in the doorway.
Ivy never again displayed any interest in our strawberries, and we brought a good few home from the store. She was never again as enraptured by them. I thought that this one incident was the last I'd ever see of a cat going full footloose bozo on strawberries.
Until the other day...
What's all this, then?
oh, yeah...strawberries.....
Daisy did her own little nose-dive into the strawberry scented goodness. She was really quite enraptured!
where have these been all my life?!?
Um, we bring them home about every two weeks, Daisy. Really.
BRING HOME MORE!!
Really, I doubt she'll ever go nutso on strawberries again, but I've been wrong before. I'm just glad we got to experience this joy for a second time in our too human lives.
This is amazing....
Yes, lovable grey dovable, it is. Thank you!
Now, to address the cat in the room... I'm sure you've noticed that Daisy's tummy fur seems a bit sparse. There are also some deforested areas on her sides. We've talked to our vets about it when we went in for Daisy's dental work a couple of months ago. The doctors didn't see any signs of skin problems. No lesions, scratches, or scabs. she doesn't have fleas and she's not, as far as we can tell, over-grooming. The most likely culprit is the dreaded "seasonal allergy". Daisy's fur is growing back, though slowly. She is her usual bright, playful, sometimes sharp and pointy self. Her appetite is good and her habits haven't changed. Except for strawberries. We're giving her a special gooshy cat treat that has some voodoo in it that's good for skin and coat, but who knows? She does love her new treat and watching her being happy is good enough for me. Further bulletins as events warrant. For now, back to the strawberries!
Have a great week ahead, all!
I've been blogging about my cat(s) for a long while. Since 2005. This has never been anything close to a high-traffic blog, though I (the cats) do have some good, stalwart blog friends. The mystery is, though, that my blog traffic has sky-rocketed (well...for me...) in recent weeks! I am NOT complaining! I am, in fact overjoyed! It's always nice having people look at your work. And really, I know it's not my work that brings people crawling through my archives. I know what drives my traffic.
You're welcome.
'tis true, the cat is the draw. For me, as well! She hops up onto the couch for a leisurely bath in the sun....
...and out comes the camera... What's a cat to do?
That's it. I'm out.
I need to stop annoying my cat or I'll get no traffic at all!
Thank you for stopping by!
Have a great week ahead, all!
You can't sneak up on a cat.
At least, not this cat.
You sneaking makes as much noise as an elephant on a pogo stick on a gravel path....and camera shutters are quite noticeable. Twit.
I've given up on sneaking. I usually announce myself with a series of intelligent observations such as "oh look! it's a kitty!!!"
Twit? Quite likely. But I love my cat.
Have a great week ahead, all!
We have a new temporary fixture at ChezRanger. It's a box on its side with a towel in it. The box is tucked under one end of the coffee table. It is not, unlike most other items in the household, there for the comfort and pleasure of the cat. None of the reasons for the existence or placement of the box have anything to do with our dear Daisy. Does that matter? Not really, it seems.
Reasons are immaterial. If it exists in this place, it exists for me. Just like you and the Lady.
Well...I guess I know where I fit into the greater feline universe.
Perhaps it's just a convenient place to wait until her toys roll themselves out from under the couch?
That ball ain't rollin' itself, bucko!
In any event, it looks like the box is sufficiently comfortable to allow for relaxation.
<sigh> it'll do.....
And that's the week for our Daisy. For more Daisies, head over to Trout-Town for a passel more of loveliness!
Have a great week ahead, all!
We had a completely unexpected visitor the other day. There we were, in our garden, just minding our own business, and a huge, silent, sky-borne visitor appeared! What is this THING?!?
Turns out, it is the world-famous Goodyear Blimp!
It was wild, seeing this 250 foot long behemoth cruising so slowly and silently over our heads. Really very, very cool. Apparently, they were giving some employees of a Goodyear plant about a 45 minute drive away a tour of this part of the state. LadyRanger and I just kinda watched it cruise by....
Daisy's reaction? Predictable...
Meh. I'm pretty sure I could take it. A bat's a bat, no matter how big, right? Yeah...I could take it.
The very picture of an assured, self-confident, somewhat pugnacious, cat.
Have a great week ahead, all!
Today, our lead is news of our garden!
Last evening we made one of our favorite dinners; ratatouille! The really fun and special part of it was that the majority of it came from our own garden! We only had to buy eggplant and zucchini. We used our own tomatoes and herbs. As you can see we used our own peppers as well! (note: there is 1 small store-bought red pepper in that pile. we didn't even really have to use it. we just like peppers and it looked like it felt left out...) Now, you might wonder, "how did Ranger manage to chop all those peppers so neatly and evenly?". The truth? I had help.
There! Done! Even sorted by color, somewhat! And way faster than you doing the chopping, that's for sure. Just gotta have knives at the tips of each wee gray finger! That's what makes for speed and accuracy! Done and done!
She is a marvel!
Have a great week ahead, all!
Daisy is always helpful....depending on how you define helpful. She's always been Daisy-on-the-spot when supervision is needed. Whether it's cooking dinner, laying out a sewing pattern or cleaning house. We've had workmen over several times and they all come to refer to Daisy as "The Boss".
Sometimes, though, help takes a more direct form than supervision.
I'm helping!!
Well...ummm....no?
Oh, you people are hopeless! True genius is never recognized in it's own time! Now, hand me the torque-wrench and we'll get this rack and pinion steering assembly installed in no time!
Wouldn't have it any other way, really.
Have a great week ahead, all!
Daisy will occasionally walk up and nip me on my leg. Sometimes she wants to play, sometimes it seems she just wants to say hello. Whet her appetite for dinner? Remind me it's treat time? I don't know.
I was at the computer a few days ago. She walked up and sat by me. "Are you going to bite my leg?" I asked.
Mmmmaaayyyybe....
Daisy is a past mistress of the coy look.
My leg was, indeed, nipped.
ugh! you taste terrible...do you ever bathe?? I don't know why I keep doing that.....I should bite your leg as revenge for you tasting terrible......
And so it goes.
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