bluiis | Kitty post!

I swear, my cats are crazy. Yes, cats. We now have Chuckles again (he used to be ours, then we gave him to Ginny, and though she was going to take him to live at her mom's, he's happy here), and it's funny to watch Pic and Chuck interact. For one thing, Chuckles has a bad back and a crooked tail (we think he must have been the runt of the litter); for another, he's declawed (he was that way when he wandered up to us in Florida). So he'll bat at her, but it doesn't mean anything. And he's funny to watch going up stairs or jumping up on furniture. He does fine, he just does it different. And he sits funny, kind of pigeon toed. And then there's Pickles; because she's deaf, she's easily startleable (is that even a word?). If you sneak up on her, you can get to fluff up. And as much as I love her, she really is dumb. Who knew, though, that I could be so attached to two kitties?

Chuckles used to love to sleep on Beth when she was a baby. After a few times, I actually had to make him stop. He'd lie on her face, and I was scared he'd suffocate her. I thought it was adorable, though.

My naughty Pickles! This is right after we moved in to the apartment. I was putting things away in the kitchen and had to walk away for a moment. When I came back, this is what I found.

I really don't know how to explain this picture. I cracked up when I saw her in here, though!

She's always had a thing for mattresses. She'll scale the side (she's fast; it's quite funny to watch), then lay or stand there till the mattress is taken away.

Her newest habit is to sprawl on the landing or on one of the stairs. It makes carrying a heavy load up or down an adventure.

And here's Chuckles on top of my cupboards. He used to do this in Ginny's apartment, and it cracks me up! This morning he was meowing and meowing to be rescued, though, so I pulled up a chair and helped him down.