StrangeRanger

it's not so much that it's been a busy week...

...but that it's been several odd weeks....with a bit of busy-ness mixed in.  LadyRanger caught a bit of funk.  Not THE funk, but A funk.  She seems to be on the mend now, so YAY! that.  We've had several tasks and missions to attend to, with greater or lesser amounts of delight.  Just, overall, an odd set of weeks.

Thus, no new pics of Daisy.

Enjoy a pic of Maddie, in a similar vein as that of Daisy's light and shadow pic from last week:

I think she was done with me taking pics that day....

Have a great week ahead, all!

Light and Shadow and Cat

I'm reposting this pic for 2 reasons.  

I love the light, the shadows and the cat

...and...

I am tired and lazy.

But it's mostly the cat that moves me.

Enjoy the pic and have a lovely week ahead, all!

Short short post.

I have a headache the size of northern Wisconsin this morning.  Thus a short post.

Here's our wee tuxedo cat, Ivy, snoozing in the sun.

I shall do the same, I think, once the sun hits the couch.

Have a great week ahead, all!

Maddie

This coming Wednesday would have been Maddie's 21st birthday.  

YAY ME!!

I do love Daisy to distraction, but I also miss Maddie most every day.

She was a great cat.

If I ever make it to the sunny side of whatever the great beyond is, I hope she's there to show me around.

Getting High

Daisy likes to get high.  Really high.

If we had a catwalk around the walls a foot or two from the ceiling, I doubt she'd ever come down.

Why should I muddy my beeeauitful  wee gray paws with terrestrial matter?  I am a creature of the airy heights!

This actual ascent probably wasn't too hard for her.  A hop onto the desk, a short step onto a bookcase to get halfway there, and then one giant leap for cat-kind and she has summited.  She did it all with stealth and ease.  Of course, for any dedicated traveler who has reached a goal, the question is ever present:  what next?

One quick hop, I jam front claws between the picture rail and the ceiling, start scrabbling rear claws into the plaster wall.... work  my way to the right 4 feet til I get to the top of the door jamb, use the top of the other door for support and BOOM! I can open the door of the cabinet at the top of the closet and I am IN where no cat has gone before!

What she'll do once she is in that rarely opened closet space, I have no idea.  But seriously, look at her face and you can see the wheels turning....

When you need to know, I'll let you know.

Such is the life I live with an adventurous cat....

Have a great week ahead, all!

There's a Hole in the Bottom of the Sea

Sing it with me!

Ooohhhh Theeeeeeerrrre's a...

cat 

in the box

on the desk 

in the middle of the floor!

 

You're going to be singing this to yourself all day long, now.  You're welcome.

I'd like to apologize to the world at large for this weirdo.....you don't deserve this.....

Have a great week ahead, all!

Advanced Studies in the Physics of Gravitation

Daisy is a smart, curious cat.  If anything new comes into the house she has to give it the ol' once-over.  Often times she gives it the ol' 27 time over.  And that's just the box or bag that carried it in.  Daisy won't rest until she has explored the new item and figured out where she will allow it to fit into her proprietary reality.

And God forbid we humans mess that up and put the item in a spot that Daisy does not approve.  

Daisy also explores the boundaries of physical reality.  She has realized that her reality is not exactly the same as the humans.

HAH!!  And you said I was mad!  MAD!!  BWAHAHAHAHAH!!!

Daisy pushes the bonds of reality to get low and compact, and then soars to heights unattainable to mortal man!

Where I lead, no mere human can follow!

Whoa.....

Daisy has always been interested on the effects of gravity on objects.  Specifically, objects that have been placed on a surface from which they could fall.  With perhaps a minimal amount of feline assistance.   For those of you familiar with feline behavior, that's right, Daisy enjoys playing "knock".  She's been playing knock, or rather, studying the effects of gravity on various household objects while in freefall, for a while.  She has recently found one particular object whose properties seem to fascinate her.  

Yep, our wee gray cat kitchen timer. (one note:  we're not usually given to kitchen kitsch or silly cat-related knickknacks, but this one we could not resist...)  

Anyways, this poor object has been put through the gravitational wringer by our wee gray mad scientist.  Daisy usually conducts her experiments in the wee hours of the morning, testing the effects of local time on gravitation fields.  I tend to think that she is really studying if the gravitational field of our bed is substantial enough to overcome out curiosity about what she's up to and keep us in bed.

In any event, the poor timer tends to go skydiving on an alarmingly regular basis.  We've talked to Daisy about this frequently.  And what does she reply from her perch?

ummm..... Geronimo?

Have a great week ahead, all!

Another Vintage Picture

It's August here at ChezRanger.  High summer.  The past week has been mild enough, only in the mid to upper 80s, but this week we're supposed to be well into the 90s again.  This is the type of weather that really too the ginger out of Maddie.  She was an energetic cat most of the year, but in high summer our heavily furred creature of the Maine woods just sort of pitched the idea of vigorous physical exercise.  She liked to spend hours crashed near an a/c vent, tummy to the breeze.

The summer of '06 was especially rough.  A lightning strike took out our central air and left us, in the middle of July, with no cool air for a week.  Rough on both long haired kitties.  Ivy found a spot in front of an open window and didn't move except to eat or hit the litter box.

Daisy's not much of a tummy-up girl, even in the worst of the heat.

Darn tootin'!  I'm not exposing this trim, furry, gray tum-tum during ANY time they call the Dog Days!  No. Way.

Rest assured, I'll be there with the camera if ever she does!

Visitors!

Regular readers of this blog know that there have been many and many guests over the years.  Our neighbor, Ed, and his cats have appeared on several occasions.  We're always happy to see them.  Sometimes they hang out on our back porch of an eve.  They came by yesterday. (and forgive the poor quality of the pics.  they were taken through a window...)

That's Puddin' Cat on the right, but you haven't seen Nadine, the kitty on the left, since she was wee tiny!  Remember this wee little bean?

Hi!  Will you be my friend?!?

Well, she's grown into a long, slim, House Panther!

She is always wide-eyed and alert!

She has a great deal of fun stalking everything that moves in our back yard.

Nadine is long and graceful.

Nadine is also a bit skittish.  Friendly as you could wish, but skittish.  When I was feeding the cats while Ed was out of town for work, Nadine was always happy to see me and rather cuddly, in a high-energy, head-bonk and zoom away mode.  When I opened the door to get some better pics, she zipped off to the side yard.  Maybe I'll get a decent pic of her sometime....

Puddin' of course, knowing me as a friend from way back, stayed regally on her perch.

Puddin' seems to be recovering nicely from her Lion-Trim.  She should be nice and shaggy for autumn.

Daisy always seems to be aware when Puddin' and Nadine (or any other mammal, for that matter) is on her turf.

What the actual...??  You're seeing this too, right?

Some days Daisy does not like being an indoor cat.  But then she thinks about the trade-offs....

Well, this does have it's compensations....

Indeed it does.

Have a great week ahead, all!

Primate, please....

Daisy is an indulgent cat.  She forgive me my many trespasses, such as clumsy feet, unwanted pettums or lack of true-to-life fluttering of the feather toy.  She indulges me with purrs and leg-bumps and tail-hugs.  She almost always naps on my outstretched legs as we watch tv.  And occasionally, very occasionally, she'll come into the bedroom in the early morning hours an dlie down on my chest.  She doesn't stay long, mostly, but I love it.

But there are times I transgress.  Whether it's a loud noise, an accidental bump or step, or even a really bad joke.  Then I get what I call the "primate, please..." look.  Here it is:

Puh-leeze!

But, Daisy is usually a benevolent little gray tyrant.  I'm going to go earn another look now.

Have a great week ahead, all!