And you know what that means, right? It means that the weather is getting cooler and cats want to snuggle! No wonder I love the Fall! Our brown tabby, Leo, likes to get on the back of my chair and then climb over my shoulder so I can hold him. His usual trick is to…
Of all my babiest cats, Esperanza was the babiest. I was living in Silver Lake area of Los Angeles. I came home to discover that me and my roommate had a new kitten – a mostly white calico (just a few spots here and there of gray and tan). He had come home and heard…
Leo is known as the puke master in our house. He is a very clean cat. Not only does he keep himself very clean, he likes to clean Murphy too. That’s a lot of cat fur and too much cat fur makes any cat a little urpy. It makes Leo very urpy. He also gets…
We currently have two cats. Leo and Murphy. Leo is a brown tabby and Murphy is an orange tabby. Murphy is an incredibly mellow young man. He has a lovely trilling voice. However, he isn’t much for being held. He mostly wants pets on his terms. He has a few places in the house, where…
Actually, it’s all about our cat Leo. Our 12-year-old brown tabby Leo went to the vets on Saturday. Nothing major, just he hadn’t been in over a year, and had a bunch of little things going on. He eats well, plays with Murphy, drinks plenty of water (but not a scary amount). Turns out he…
When I was growing up, we had many cats, but my favorite had to be Rama. Rama was a purebred Siamese. This was back in the day when Siamese cats were kind of a rarity. He was, what is now called, an “apple head” Siamese – not the triangular-shaped head that is more common now. …
We have this orange tabby named Murphy. When we got Murphy he was long and lean. Now he is the epitome of a Kliban cat. He is a hell of a nice animal, frequently mistaken for a meatloaf. He has a sweet voice which he uses – a lot; mostly demanding pets at a place…
I can’t imagine anyone who knows me hasn’t heard about Mochi. She was our fluffy little ball of fuck you. She never made it to 7 pounds, but she was 6 pounds and change of nothing but attitude. The day I went to pick her up, I threw a rod in my engine. It was…
Yes. Cleaned. Our brown tabby Leo was on the back of my computer chair, and when I leaned back, he started licking my hair. And licking. And licking. And licking … It was so adorable. Right up until the moment I remembered he puked earlier this evening.
Do not tell me global warming is not real or “questionable”. I have now lived in San Jose for over 20 years and summers never used to be this hot. You’d get a few days in a row of really hot weather a few times each summer and that would be it. Now it…
Thoughts from a Fat Old Lady 