Daily Photo: Smokie Discovered “Up”

I heard a familiar noise behind me and didn’t think a thing of it until I saw the usual culprits to leap onto the entertainment center sleeping on the rocker. Smokie! I’m not surprised cats can leap that high, but he’s pretty young to be able to leap four feet straight up to land on the top of something, no scrambling.

The noise I’d heard was the magnetized doors of the entertainment center popping open, and I know that means a cat has jumped up and bounced its feet against the door and the tape holding it closed has worn out. Those doors hold my collection of cat figurines, most of them just tchashkes, none of them valuable to anyone but me. And glass shelves. That’s one place I really don’t want kitties to go!

On his way down he stepped into the display area, acting really cute. How could I resist? So I took a picture. But I know that the furnace duct runs to the second floor right behind there and it’s actually pretty cozy warm in there and I didn’t want him getting any ideas.

He’s fine with getting up and down and regularly naps up there, though it’s difficult to get good photos since he is black and it is dark up there. But after he’d gotten into the display and became one of my cat figurines for a while he came out for kisses.

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What other photos have I shared on this date?

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Break in the Weather

Mimi was sure she’d never be able to download all her messages before she decided wet leaves were just too uncomfortable. There have been times I wished I’d been able to check pee-mail so I could find out more about the cats I see around the neighborhood. Mimi does not divulge their encrypted communications.

Mimi and I got our paws muddy today as the temperature finally rose above freezing—30 degrees warmer than yesterday, in fact—and she had the chance to check her pee-mail after several days stuck inside. Tomorrow rain is forecast so we made the most of a few messy minutes. It’s like that when the ground is still somewhat frozen but all the snow melts on top, making everything very soggy and still very, very cold.

She wandered down the garden path as we reminisced about our sweet summer days in the sun. We both stood really still as we did our best to manifest the greenness and flowers.

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2013: Mimi Explores the Garden

<emWell, this was actually from January 12 last year, but it’s close enough for Mimi and me, and that was one of the first times she came outside with me.

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Helping Mom, 2013

Wow, what do you suppose she’s doing down there?

I don’t know. Do you think she wants to be there?

Not sure. She’s awfully quiet.

Yeah, one minute she was petting us and the next…

Did you push her?

How could I push her? WHY would I push her?

You always want to write these stupid messages to Mlle. Daisy.

Would I knock our Mama Bernadette down just to use the computer?

I never know what you’re thinking, Giuseppe.

You never know what you’re thinking yourself, Jelly Bean!

Should we do something?

What would we do?

We could jump down and sniff her.

We could. We could also look it up on the interwebs.

Look up what?

“What do you do when your human is on the floor.”

How are you going to do that?

Well, here’s the mouse, we’ll just click and then type…the keyboard isn’t here.

What do we do now?

I guess we’ll just have to jump down and sniff her. And walk on her.

Wait a minute, she’s moving!

What is she doing?

She has that darned black thing on her face! I can hear it clicking!

Let’s jump on her back!

Yeah, she deserves it for scaring us like that!

I wish they would care so much, but I might hope for a little faster response had I actually been in need instead of just taking photos of their sister at the back door. Guess these two won’t be making the news for amazing human rescues any time soon. The photo was a little soft so I filtered it a few times.

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Hello, Little Friend, 2012

Kelly discovers a stink bug on the window while viewing the afternoon on the sunny bathroom windowsill.

Don’t let her fool you, the bug is not her friend, it’s her toy. I’ve always had a few around the house, even before they became an issue invading peoples’ homes; I have about the same number now. Kelly and my torbie Fawn from long ago both loved to chase and eat insects, and aside from the occasional wasp that would swing down from the attic I was never too concerned.

Kelly spared this one, however. She followed it across the window and saw it on its way, but was much more interested in having her after-lunch bath and nap.

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