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Photo Dump: Random and Belated

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1. Jasper
2. This rock in my aquarium

resembles the planet Jupiter.


3. Dandelions


4. Long shots always look like an album cover to me.


5. This makes me laugh disproportionately hard

6.  Magnus is now 7.4 lbs at 5.5 months. He was 2.4 lbs when we got him 3 months ago.


7. Josh’s birthday was in March and I didn’t say anything about it.


8. We went to Medieval Times for his birthday (but we waited until after tax season).


9. Summer reading challenge dinner. They read while we waited for a table but I made them put it away before food.  

10. Playing so many puzzles on Facebook.  Because I’m cool.

Filler Post: Jake

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FACT: I started this blog entry on 8/12 and forgot all about it. So here goes a filler post before a filler post. Fillerpostception.

The fuck is that?

CAT FACTS!

Name: Jake
AKA: Jakey, Jake-Jake, Jake-Face, Toothy, Fluffypants, Jake from State Farm
DOB: c. June 2012
Adopted: June 12,2013
Weight: 14 lbs
Breed: Norwegian Forest Cat mix
Known litter mates: BK

BK has seen some shit.

Likes
chin scratches
ear massage
the bottom left (foot) of the bed
the top level of his cat tree

Preferably alone.

trying to get outside
chittering at birds and squirrels
sleeping on clean laundry
eating foam (foam mats, flip-flop sandals, Nerf darts, etc)
hugs while I’m on the toilet
his green wool and catnip mouse
catnip
coconut oil

DISLIKES
bananas
store bought toys
pulling on his long white ear hair

This one especially.

being picked up unless he asks
plastic bag noises
being in the car
my face in his face
this vine
being closed out of the bedroom because if not this happens all night:

Kids need water, food, and dirt to grow. Oh, and light. In the bathroom down the hall.

Not too terribly much more to say about Jake.  He’s loving and sweet and a lap cat cuddler.  He wants your full attention, regardless of computer, book, child, or food in your hands.  He loves to sneak outside but just huddles on the sidewalk or under the hedges and meows.  He howls like he’s dying but he just wants everyone to know that he killed his toy mouse for the 3,487th time.  This generally happens first thing in the morning, dinner time, and in between the hours of 12-3 AM.  He’s a creature of habit.  He is seriously crazy when it comes to catnip.   I clean his right eye of gunk every day.  The left side never has an issue.  He doesn’t give a shit about the fish tanks but he loves the smell of fish food.  He sneaks licks of coconut oil from the lid of the jar and the ends of my hair.  I use it for my hair and skin, not for cooking.

Celebrity photo

That was a clean blanket. Now it’s a clean blanket with lots and lots of black fur.

I thought he was a pirate stockbroker but I was wrong.

The kids love love love made up stories and Jake has been the protagonist in many a tale.  One thing that never really changes is his primary (cover) profession:  biscuit maker.  Jake has an amazing factory where he makes every kind of biscuit imaginable.  Sometimes he has to go away because he’s needed for his ninja skills.  I think only once did I make Jake the bad guy because ‘Hey, diddle, diddle, the cat and the fiddle…”  He had to make money, so he played a stolen violin on the street corner for money.  Soon he had enough to pay for a new violin and for whatever the reason was that he needed money in the first place.  He really does lead an interesting life, that one.

Once he had a a terrible stomach illness, probably brought on by eating foam like an asshole.  Diarrhea.  So much diarrhea.   When nictitating tissue is inflamed or doesn’t retract, it’s a huge red flag.  I had to cook him chicken breast and brown rice for a week.  He was a mess.  I was in tears; just so overwhelmed and scared to death that this was going to be another Boris.  He made a full recovery and we threw out all the Nerf darts and hide all the foam floor mats.   Fyi, cat proofing a house is a bigger pain in the ass than baby proofing.

He looks so huge in the dog crate. OH WAIT HE’S HUGE.

The rest of the time, he’s busy just being a cat.  He’s very chatty.  When he wants to be picked up, he doesn’t care if I’m on the toilet, eating dinner, teaching or any combination of the three.  He’s shredded my shoulder on many occasion.  He comes when he’s called, he suffocates me with love and a copious amount of fur.  Love, love, love.

The Day-That-Must-Not-Be-Named

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Fathers and mothers alike shield their children from it.
It looms, growing ever larger by the hour. Minute. Second.
Panicked whispers.
Just be normal. Everyone, just be normal. Regular day, right? Right?
NO NO NO don’t say that!
Dear God, you fool! You’ll doom us all!

The children! Won’t somebody please think of the CHILDREN!

La, la, la, anyway…so much to discuss!  Our house is a zoo lately.  Summertime boredom/lazies.  I’m taking off the remainder of July to prep for the upcoming school year.  My plan was to start on the first Monday in August, but that seems…lofty.  So my plan is to start some time in August-ish.  We still are doing daily journal, TKD, violin, and summer reading challenges.  I’m tired and need a break and the kids as well.  We’ve also had some distractions!  The good kind!

The itty of the bittys.

Meet Magnus.

Magnus Finnegan Chesterfield  12 weeks new.  We adopted him from the Society of Humane Friends at PetCo adoption weekend.  SO. MANY. KITTENS.  Normally there is a $100 adoption fee but there were so many kittens they cut the price to $50.  I used to think this was high but holy cow, Magnus’ mom was gone (died? ran off?) so he and his siblings were bottle fed until weaned.  Bottle feeding a kitten is a time consuming adorable process.  For that adoption fee, he’s also neutered and vetted.  No worms, no fleas, no serious issues.  Well, he’s got the most AMAZINGLY HORRIBLE DIARRHEA AND HE’S ON $48 VET FOOD but yeah, they really do a ton of work with these animals.

I can haz limited tolerance.

Jake is still my baby.  My jealous baby.  My hairy baby.

He is awfully hairy.

Poor Jake.  He’s being really nice but he gets mad when Magnus tries to go to the bathroom with me (that’s Jake’s job).  Jake has taken to calling for me and demanding hugs and cuddles.  He doesn’t sleep on my head anymore, though.  He sleeps at the foot of the bed near Magnus.  Like he’s trying to set an example or something.

Magnus is full of energy.  Annoying energy.  Fireplace?  I WANNA GET IN THAT!  Waterbowl?  I WANNA TIP THAT OVER!  Small gap in the cabinetry below the double ovens?  I WANT TO GET LOST IN THERE AND FREAK YOU ALL OUT!  Still worth it.  He’s also super cuddly and adorable.

**fear me**

But wait!  There’s more!

The snails died and I have no idea why or how but gross.  I think I’m done with snails for quite a while.  I needed to get something to eat the choking algae in my tank so I thought I’d get a plecostomus and then hope he didn’t grow too fast.  Yes, that was my plan.  Yes, I know plecos get huge.  They don’t get huge overnight or anything and decided that I would deal with that later.  So, I went down to PetSmart (shop smart, shop PetSmart?) and waited and waited for help in the fish area and nothing happened.  One of those feeder goldfish jumped out of the tank and flopped around until it died, but other than that, complete silence.  So I left because it was hot and the kids and I were all so whiny.  On the way home, I impulsively stopped at a place called Nemo’s Aquarium.  It’s literally a little tiny place in a big shopping center and I’ve seen it a million times.  I didn’t know what to expect and I wasn’t expecting anything really but HOLY COW.  It was full of amazing coral and salt water fish.  Beautiful and amazing.  There was a small section of freshwater fish and the clerk helped me find something amazing:

His name is Flapjack.

He’s a butterfly loach.  He’ll get about 3″ max so he won’t be some kind of monster beast.  I was going to name him Butters (not South Park Butters, Polka Never Dies Butters) but Flapjack is more appropriate.  HE’S THE COOLEST OMG I LOVE HIM!

I think he’s the neatest.

So there’s the news.  I have more to discuss but I’ve been overly obsessed with Civ IV because I’m old and boring.