Those early followers of this blog may remember Tigger but Flash died young before I started the blog. Here they are as kittens in September 2005.
To learn more about our early days, check out my post “Life Before Chris.”
It took me a while to process the pictures and videos I took the day we adopted our kitten, Floki. This was his first evening at our house. He decided that this pillow was something interesting to play with. Wait until he’s a teenager. Then he will expect expensive toys.
Recently I found a cat toy at a thrift store. I am not sure who makes it. The closest I could find was a toy called SmartCat 3836 Tick Tock Teaser perhaps this is a predecessor. They really loved it for the first ten minutes but now they barely notice it.
These days it seems like Puck is attacking Frankie more than Chris is, but this is not really a bad thing. When Puck attacks there is no growling or hissing. Just good old fashioned cat play.
We cleaned the house the other day so I picked up the cats toys and Turbo Scratcher and put them on the bed so I could vacuum. At that point, Frankie decided he wanted to play with the Turbo Scratcher.
Then Chris shows up and the fun stops.
Our house gets dirty pretty fast for a home with two people who are gone nearly 12 hours a day, five days a week. Of course the majority of the dirt that accumulates throughout the house is cat hair and cat litter. This means that we do a lot of sweeping and vacuuming. We do what we call a quick vac a couple of times a week and then, once a week, we do a major clean that involves picking everything up off the floor.
The things that populate our floor and must be removed include rugs, cat scratchers and cat toys. It is that cat toys that always amaze me. Every week I pick up more toys than the average six-year-old has in their closet.
These are just a few of the toys I collected one day.
We have a toy box where we keep the cats toys. Actually, it is more of a toy basket.
Is this too much?
Chris and Puck know where their toys are kept and have no problem taking the toys out and playing with them. Chris is surprisingly playful for being almost five years old. I see both him and Puck (who is about one and a half) chasing toy mice around the house quite often. I just can’t seem to get them to put their toys away when they finish playing. I don’t suppose there are any parents out there that know what that is like…
We purchased a somewhat unconventional Christmas tree the other day. It is a trio of palm trees that seemed perfect for a Florida Christmas. Yes, I used the word Christmas instead of Holiday, so sue me. I just looked out the window and the sky is not falling and, as far as I can tell, the apocalypse has not begun so I may just use it again.
When we started to put up our Christmas… tree (whew, the world is still here) Chris and Puck took a strong interest in the box and the tree.
Wow, something new to investigate.
Cool. An electrical cord. I think I’ll bite it.
This thing is stuck on here good.
I claim this box for The Kingdom Of Chris.
Chris! Did you see this? We’ve got bubble wrap.
Ok, I’m ready to help decorate.
I was a little worried about Chris chewing on the power cords but it seems the novelty has worn off. Now all that is left is the decorating.
I wanted to add a video to my last post but my video software keeps faulting and shutting down. I finally was able to put it together using the software that came with my Canon camera. It’s funny but I did not even know I had it.
This video was taken after I took the photographs and about the time I wanted to get the cats inside but Chris and Puck would have none of it. They were having too much fun and wanted to stay outside and play. If they were kids they would whine a little but eventually listen. Cats don’t listen and need to be chased down, which isn’t easy.
Bad Cat Chris 