I dug into the archives and found a group of photos I took eleven years ago today on January 28, 2011. I couldn’t choose the best one so I decided to post three of them, all taken on the same day.
I’m sure Chris was highly annoying to Abbey and Tigger back then. He was like a child who insisted on getting in bed with Mom and Dad. It did make for some cute photos, though.
Chris has always been good at getting into things. Here is one example from June of 2015 for Throwback Thursday.
Before we moved into our new home, Rose told me I needed to do something about the hole under the bathroom sink. She was worried Chris would get under there (which he is good at) and manage to get inside the walls.
I assumed it was a hole like we had in our last home when we moved in. That one was under the kitchen sink. It was an opening that allowed the pipes to come through the wall but it was bigger than necessary. At that time she was worried about bugs getting in so I filled the opening with foam insulation.
Shortly after that I noticed there were pieces of foam scattered around under the sink and then saw a large hole was chewed through the foam. We had a rat! I don’t remember if I realized it at the time but it was sure clear a few…
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Yesterday evening Floki was sleeping on the sofa in Chris’s spot. Chris saw that, jumped on the sofa, whacked Floki until he left, and then lied down in his spot. I made a comment that Chris was a bully and my wife agreed.
This morning I was sitting up in bed enjoying my coffee when Frankie got on my lap looking for attention. As usual, when Chris saw that he immediately placed himself between me and Frankie. There was no whapping but Frankie doesn’t want to deal with Chris so he moves away. This was the scene a couple minutes later.
Chris has been this way since day one when we let him out of his carrier and he immediately took over the home, much to the chagrin of our other four cats.
The other day my wife set her trash basket on the table so she could pull out the bag and replace it. Before she got a chance to put a new one in it, Frankie was already there.
I imagine a lot of you readers can relate to this.
Here is a post for Throwback Thursday from May of 2015. It was right after we moved into our new home, which was two homes ago.
I knew it wouldn’t be long before Chris and Frankie figured out how to slip out the door in our new home. It happened on Thursday when both escaped on separate occasions.
I don’t worry about Chris because he is mostly interested in eating grass and hunting lizards. I do worry about Frankie because he is an explorer and I fear he will get lost in an unfamiliar neighborhood. We also live in a neighborhood where cats are not allowed outside. I am not sure you can legally allow dogs outside but not cats, even leashed cats, but I would prefer not to draw attention from busybody neighbors.
When Chris got out, I didn’t try to catch him right away because it was clear he was not interested in leaving the area. I probably should have, because before I knew it, he had a lizard in his mouth and was…
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Our water heater, which we just discovered was installed almost twenty-two years ago, developed a small leak and needed to be replaced. A maintenance guy from one of Rose’s properties came on Saturday to help do that. Of course, no home project at our house ever goes smoothly. In this case, the floor was bad and needed repair.
I shut the cat’s in the Florida room at 10:30 in the morning and they were stuck in there almost all day. I think it was after 6:30 when I decided that our multiple trips to Home Depot were over and everything else that needed to be done could be accomplished with the front do shut, so I let the cats into the house. Of course, the huge box in the kitchen caught their attention.
It was actually standing upright first when Frankie jumped inside of it. I tried to coax Frankie to jump out but he wasn’t interested so I turned it on its side.
Chris took it over like the boss that he is so I had to pull out the garbage for him.
Floki enjoyed it from the top.
It was finally finished at around 9:15 which probably means we set a record for longest water heater installation. We felt very bad that we kept the guy from his family for so long but we did pay him more. I also felt bad that we couldn’t keep the box for the cats but it just took up too much room. At least it was fun for them while it lasted.
One of our cat trees has a cubby that is too small for Chris but he doesn’t let size stop him from doing what he wants to do.
Here is another one of our moves from May of 2015 for Throwback Thursday. It is when we left our favorite home.
Last Saturday we moved to a new home… again. I am really starting to feel like a Nomad with as many times as we have moved lately. We’ve moved six times in less than eight years and Chris has now lived in five homes in the five and a half years that he has been with us.
I loved the last place we lived. It had a great screened patio for the cats, a nice big back yard for the cat’s weekly outing, great neighbors and a nice view of the marina. It also came with a hefty price tag and now that we have a car payment we decided to find a place that would free up money for things like vacations and cat food.
Since Rose is turning 55 this year, she decided she wanted to check out 55+ communities. I had noticed in the past that the…
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I want to first thank everyone who wished me well during my Covid adventure. My wife and I are fine now and I went back to work yesterday.
While I was out sick, Frankie hounded me to take him outside. I finally gave in and took him out on Sunday. It is amazing how loud he is until that door opens and then not a peep.
Once we got outside, he first had to inspect Rose’s car.
We then walked around the neighborhood, stopping at every plant that smelled interesting.
When it was Chris’s turn to go outside he did his usual happy roll.
It didn’t take him long after that to find the catnip plant that I am growing.
Now that he knows it is there he will probably make a beeline for it next time he goes outside.
My wife has been sick since Sunday and by Tuesday evening I started to develop symptoms. I tried to get a Covid test on Wednesday but that proved too difficult so I tried again Thursday. It took three and a half hours but I learned I was Covid positive.
My symptoms have been relatively mild with one exception. I seem to get nauseous sometimes when I stand up for more than a couple of minutes. I didn’t know nausea was a Covid symptom but now I do.
Frankie has been very good about showing that he cares and is usually there to comfort me when I don’t feel well. They say a cat’s purr has healing powers. I believe it.
The weird thing is, other than the nausea, my wife has been hit harder than me and she is the vaccinated one.
Bad Cat Chris 