Memories

I’ve been blogging about my housemates since 2006. The blog began after the music store newsletter columnist job I had for 14 years came to an end. That gig kept me writing every week so I started the blog to force myself to continue to write. It also was a way to retain some of the better pictures I had of my housemates. I didn’t even know other cats blogs existed and I certainly didn’t expect anyone to find mine let alone read it. But out of nowhere a woman, Shelley, who had an orange tabby, Kellie, started leaving comments on this blog. She had just started a blog about Kellie and that’s how I learned about the wacky world of cat blogs. I’ve seen many cats and their humans come and go over the past 19 years and am grateful to those who have left a comment or two on our blog. Sadly Shelley passed away a few years ago reuniting with Kellie who passed away a few years before that.

 

Our blog began the year after Theo joined Thompson, Diego-san and me to complete our home. Over the weekend I re-read the July 4 posts from over the years. I rarely go back and  read past posts. Randomly, Theo was featured in many 4th of July posts including this one, that made me laugh. Theo being Theo. It was nice seeing a healthy Thompson (he lost so much weight during his final years) and an energetic Diego-san who really slowed down in his final years. I’m glad I was able to capture one of their famous race down the stairs to get fed breakfast. That was a daily event for so many years.

Chin Kisses

Norma loves to rub her nose against my chin. This is what she looks like coming in for the landing.
 

4th of July

Kenta is hoping for a fireworks free Independence Day. I’m not sure he’s gonna get his wish.
 

Fetch

Alias is an amazingly talented fetcher. He had a favorite toy mouse that we played fetch with many nights the last few years. I always put it away after we were done so we wouldn’t lose it. Then because I rarely accessed where I put the toy mouse, we stopped playing (plus Norma and Kenta started to get in Alias’ way to fetch the thrown mouse). 

Alias found this red mouse in the toy box that is the same size as his other favorite mouse. He brought over to me last night and we played fetch for 10 minutes and fetch later again in the evening, and fetch later again right before bedtime. I woke up early in the morning to the sight of Alias with his toy mouse in mouth as he dropped it by my pillow. I was too tired to play so I put it underneath my pillow.

The next day I asked Alias where his toy mouse was forgetting where I put it. I told him I hoped he hadn’t lost it. And then yesterday I found the toy mouse under my pillow. My bad. I shouldn’t have blamed Alias. And we had another fun evening/night playing fetch.
 

Quality Time

Last night, like many nights, I had a hard time sleeping. I woke up after midnight and Norma heard me stirring around so she hopped up on my bed and rubbed her face against mine and quickly hopped back off the bed. An hour or so later Alias hopped up and we snuggled for a while. A little while later Kenta hopped up (I don’t think he’s ever done that at night) and I plopped him on his stomach and stroked his fur as he purred away. 

In the morning, I paid the price for not sleeping as I was extremely tired but I’m glad last night was a unique night for me and my housemates. I like how each has let me know their preferred method of bonding.
 

PURRRRRRRRRRR

Kenta’s got the loudest purr this house has had since my original housemate, Mr. Max (who drooled when he purred). And he purrs often.
 

Scary Moment

Norma scared herself (and me) yesterday. She choked on a morsel of dry food. It took her more than a few seconds to spit up the food. She skipped the rest of her meal and acted as timid as I’ve ever seen her act for the next hour. Later, I fed her some wet food and she snarfed it right down.