Apr 19 2012
So, after what feels like a lifetime of no blogging, and very little access to technology, I am kinda back. That is, until I go again. However, I am determined to stick to it (does this sound familiar to you?)
The camera was out of commission for quite a while – I had lost my battery charger, and was putting off buying a new one (because we all know the minute you buy something whatever you lost magically appears), but eventually I caved.
And so, you have pictures. I guess I have a lot of exciting news as well, but I’ll stick with pictures for the time being!
Sonny managed to get an infection in his foot, and so was doomed to wear the cone of shame. Needless to say, he was very unhappy about this turn of affairs.
Suki, the Barbie of cats, spends most of her time posing and trying to meow in a cute manner. Usually, she achieves this. When my parents visited for Easter, my mother spent more time pampering the cat than she did talking to me. If she was a human she’d be dangerous.
Willis is getting fatter and fatter. I keep trying to put him on a diet (before, you know, he has a heart attack, or gets arthritis, or something), and then the boy turns around and gives him more food. I’m beginning to think he is actually trying to kill him. Hmmmmph.
On the other hand… Gracie is never going to get fat. Although she is getting furrier. All she does is run. And run. And run. And run.
In inadvertent pets… A grasshopper decided to come in and eat my roses. Which was actually preferable to eating the rose bushes outside, I think. And then the cats got to chase him around the house when the roses were dead. I think that’s a win. Also, trying to get a photo of him made me wish for a macro lens SOOOOOO much. Seriously… if anyone out there loves me an insane amount, and has a macro lens from, oh, a dead relative or a hated ex or something that they wish to offload? I’ll be your best friend forever if you give it to me. Totally not scared of dead people cooties, or nasty ex karma.
And we got an owl in the backyard, which was kinda cool. Would have been better if I had the longer lens on the camera, but I was too scared to spend the time finding the lens, changing the lens, and then racing back out, because I was pretty sure he’d fly away before then. And, sure enough, he did not too much longer after I took this. I do love owls.