The Boys Watch The Sun Set And The Birds Get Ready For Bed

Good night from one very tired blogger and her two little men.

8 Months and some change..Elvis ed.

I found two whole cds worth of pictures on my work computer this morning which is why there are so many more pics than yesterday.


This is the quintessential "Elvis" face. It is a cross between shock and something more sinister, I think. He still makes this face regularly and generally in response to something Albert is about to do, is doing or has done. Ah...little brothers.

8 months and some change...Albert ed.

As we are about to go to bed, Albert, always full of good ideas, said I should post some of his baby pictures. Always a sucker for some kitten pics, I agreed.


Apparently this cat was born with a major floof-itude.




There was some serious sighing going on on my part while I went through some of these old photos. Sweet dreams.
Tune in tomorrow for a trip down memory lane with the darlin little Elvis.

Grocery Day..

Elvis has been such a trooper while Albert has had his special vet appointments and babying.


His reward, his very own paper bag.


With a towel inside and a few toys, little Elvis has his very own man cave.


He's put in a request for a mini fridge and private phone line. Maybe I'll save that for his birthday.
p.s. The reason we couldn't post pics yesterday is because a certain wet food junkie(Elvis) was upset we ran out of friskies sliced turkey. His immediate reaction was to drag my only usb cable into the water bowl. Needless to say, when I got a replacement usb cord, wet cat food was on the list as well.

GRRR....

Elvis, do want to tell everyone why there are no pictures today? I didn't think so. More to come tomorrow.

Special Treat!

I got these catnip bubbles when I first got the boys and they absolutely adore them. They chase them and eat them and generally just go bananas.


The only real problem is how totally sticky the bubbles are. Albert and Elvis require a towel bath afterwards due to the matted bubble residue in their coats and whiskers.


It's a small price to pay considering how much fun they have.


Oh, and sorry about the quality of these pictures. It is very hard to laugh, photograph two looney kittens AND blow bubbles all at the same time.


Still, a good time was had by all this afternoon.

Still a Cutie Pa-Tootie

Mr. Crooked Pants. The hook at the end is getting much better.


I couldn't look at his tail for the first couple of days. Guilty conscience I'm sure. Now I just tell myself the little curve adds a bit of flair to his heiney. We're working with it. :)

UPDATE:
Hilarious poem courtesy of our lovely reader AnnF


A little tail crook
Gives that something to his look.
Everybody's derriere
Could use a little flair!

Whew!!!

ALBERT IS OK!!!!!!!
And, as if that wasn't good enough news, at 8.5 lbs he is at a completely healthy weight for his size and age. THE DIET WORKED!!!!
Thank you friends for all of the good thoughts you sent our way. Had it been as bad as I thought it was, they would have had to bob his tail. CAN YOU IMAGINE! Gives me the shivers.
Anyways, WOOO-HOOOO!!!
p.s.: Please excuse the abundance of all caps and exclamation points, but as you can tell, I am very excited! Have a Grrr-eat Day!

So Nervous...

BABY BERT

Thank you everyone for your kind words and stories. I really needed to hear them. Really, I must have been living in a dream world if I though I could have two wild little boys and somehow the three of us wouldn't get into a few scrapes.
Albert has been pampered beyond belief for the past couple of days. He's gotten wet food TWICE, he didn't get in trouble when he jumped on the countertops, or when he knocked my hairbrush into the toilet, or when took his furry aggression out on my pillow...at 5 in the morning...while I was sleeping on it.
Our vet appointment is today at 5. They will be testing Albert's cute little floofy tail for circulation and other stuff that might occur when you squish your cat's rear end parts in a door. His tail looks like it might be working today although it still loops a little at the end. I hope for Albert's sake it gets better, otherwise Elvis is going to keep on tormenting him and calling him the Riddler due to his question mark shaped appendage.
Keep your fingers crossed!

It's Albert Again - Trouble Follows Him

I am going to preface this entire post by saying everyone is all right. Last night Gannon and I were watching tv and eating dinner. I decided to feed the the cats and go to the bathroom. Assuming the cats were eating and knowing I needed privacy because I had a guest, I swung the bathroom door shut. The door hit something and Albert went flying into the living room.


I ran out to find him and saw him hiding in the corner. Trying not to scare him I got his treats and he came running over to me. It's at that point I saw his tail and the last quarter tip of it was drooping. Instead of his proud tall straight tail, it was more of a question mark shape. Sitting on the edge of a panic attick and holding back a million tears I think I've broken Albert's tail. I didn't know if I should take him to the ER or what.


Fortunately, he didn't seem to be in any pain. He started eating dinner, then playing with his brother and 30 minutes after the accident, had brought me his little green rat which is what he does when he wants to play fetch. He was fine except the end of his tail was stil sagging. Gannon mentioned that when a kid catches his finger in a door he doesn't start moving it right away. That maybe Albert had bruised his tail. Sure enough he started holding his tail straighter with only a little bend.


He obviously didn't hate me as much as I hated myself because he snuggled into his nighttime sleeing spot next to my pillow and went right to bed. His tail is looking much better today though I am still taking him to the vet tomorrow to make sure everything is ok. I know this post is way to long, but i just wanted to get all of this off of my chest. Honestly, I felt so horrible for accidentally hurting my cat that I have NO idea how people can intentionally hurt an animal. Anyway, the long post is over now. I realized that Albert is just as precocious today as he was as a kitten,(Sigh), and that I still need to keep one eye on him at all times. OK. Bye.

Oooh.You Two Are So Busted!

Every day when I come home I find various pictures and magnets scattered on the ground. Obviously the cats are climbing on top of the refrigerator and, in their haste to get down when they hear me, knocking things off into a big ol' mess. To make matters worse, they know they are not allowed up there as we have had many discussions where I tell them loudly to GET DOWN RIGHT NOW! Being the sneaky cat mom that I am, I decided I needed photographic evidence. Yesterday morning I snuck into the kitchen before the alarm went off and what did I find? Two very naughty kittens sleeping on top of the fridge. Trying not to giggle, I got the camera ready and in my sternest "Mom Voice" said, "WHAT ARE YOU TWO DOING?" PAN-DA-MONIUM. With the most side wrenching fit of the LOL's I watched as they scrambled in every which way to get down. Needless to say, my pictures have not moved an inch since. Don't mess with Mom, kitto's.
Please enjoy the photographic fruits of my labor. Happy Friday!

Look inside for your Go Go Gadget Power Ring!

Elvis(mouth full of cardboard): Ah dunt needth teh toy. Teh boxth ith fine.

Varying Degrees Of Stinky Face

" Profile" Stink

"Blue Steel" Stink

"Oh Dear Lord, What is ths?" Stink

"Looks like somebody has a case of the Mondays" Stink

Happy Easter!

Pre-Easter Celebrations

The weather today was not at all conducive to babies first walk. Instead, I got out the Easter decorations and let the boys have some fun. Here's hoping for better weather tomorrow.

High Tailing It To Friday

Weekend, here we come. On our to-do list, kitty's first walk. The boys have been BEGGING to go out, so this weekend I am putting on their harnesses and leashes and out we go. Should be a hoot.

An Afternoon With Albert

Messy cat. He obvioulsy takes after his mom.

"Sunshine on my shoulders, makes me happy."

The Seattle sun decided to make it's grand enterance this weekend. Finally. Humans and animals alike spent hours absorbing the heat. Elvis was in kitty heaven.

This is what 12 hours of sun soaking looks like. Pretty dang cute.

Excuse me while I hack up this hairball.

There are hair balls all over the house so I decided it was time for Albert's first brushing.

Aren't cats supposed to enjoy being brushed?

Oh Albert, stop being so difficult.

At least he takes a great picture.