Tag Archives: cats

should I try this again?

weird. and kind of creepy.

have you massaged your cat today?

this cat looks just like smokey. I think our cat has a shady past of instructional videos and feline massages.

I know, two cat posts in a row. yikes.

smokey is a cylon

august 007

interpreter and cat

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I saw this intepreter and his cat friend on saturday at colonial williamsburg. you can’t see it, but the cat was also wearing a tri-cornered hat.

smokey has SAD and it’s only been fall for two days

after one cold, blustery, virginia autumn day, we think that smokey might already have SAD (seasonal affective disorder). he has taken to moping under a desk lamp–his head wedged tightly between the wall and the desk–acting crazed, reading victoria’s secret catalogs, and eating inordinate amounts of kitty food. soon he’s going to be a real chub. maybe I’ll dress him up like santa claus. that would cure my SAD, at least.

need...light...therapy!

need...light...therapy! oh SAD!

perverted cat

I think our cat smokey is slightly perverted. I caught him perusing the victoria’s secret catalog this evening.

I could be wrong, though. maybe he’s just in the market for a lingerie for a lady cat friend. or himself.

caught!

smokey: caught!

my replacement

my parents got a cat to replace me.

I think I’m cuter.