Tag Archives: Cats

Photo Friday: Gone Fishing


This was the first photo taken using my first digital SLR (a Canon Rebel XT) that I got on my birthday, July 9, 2005. It is Abbey on our fish tank with her brother, Alex, watching her.

It is not perfect, technically, but I thought it was still worth sharing. What do you think?

Photo Friday: Coffee, Tea, or Cat


We bought a new Keurig coffee machine recently and the cats love the box that it came in. It seems like the perfect size for them.

It has been in our living room for over two weeks, longer than a typical box usually hangs around. My wife was tired of tripping over and asked me to throw it out the other day, but then she left for Virginia for a week so the cats still have until Tuesday to enjoy their box before I have to trash it.

Chris Still Does the Undoable


I have mentioned before that Floki is the most difficult cat to control in the universe. My wife and I working together can’t contain him long enough to cut just one of his nails. Forget about all ten. Chris, on the other hand, can hold him down indefinitely all by himself.

He used to hold down Puck by grabbing the scruff of his neck but now it’s Floki’s turn. What I don’t understand is why Floki doesn’t struggle like he does with us. I’ve held Floki by the scruff to no avail. He does cry loudly when Chris does that, which alerts me that I need to go break it up.

I have written a few posts on this subject in case you are bored and want to read on.

The Dominant Cat

Chris Demonstrates Dominance

The Uncontainable Floki

The Struggle for Dominance

Shelter Cats Loafing in Litter


Since starting as a volunteer at the SPCA a few months ago, I have noticed a surprisingly high number of cats who spend there time lying in litter boxes. I don’t know why. The pods at the SPCA are about 100 square feet with plenty of vertical sleeping areas. Perhaps it is a reaction to stress. Considering there are between four and eight cats in each pod and the pods are constantly changing as cats come and go, I can understand why it would be stressful, especially for the more timid cats.

Sometimes they are joined by friends.

What do you think?