Service please!

Today is all about the lazy.

I would like to point out that despite appearances, Kat is not actually broken. He just likes to lie with his paw tucked like that.

Flat Kit is flat.

When she doesn’t think we’re going to grab her and put her in the basement, Kit can really relax.

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How patiently the cats wait for the Treat Lady to dole out the goodies!

Normally Kat is the more photogenic of the two, but this week Kit actually sat still long enough for me to get a couple decent pictures.

Here is his furriness looking out over his domain.

You can almost make out the bird feeder hanging from the porch. It’s one of four feeders we have to keep the cats entertained. No comments please on how filthy my window is.

I don’t know about you, but I need some cuteness in my life right now.

This picture is just a little too twee, but that’s how they looked.

I much prefer the picture below.

Thursday was the cats yearly trip to the vet.

As I may have mentioned previously, we don’t crate the cats for travel. We put them in harnesses and on leashes, which works out better for everyone involved.

Aside from some incessant yowling, the trip wasn’t too bad. Especially after Kat decided to come up to the front seat and hang out with Michael.

Although she hid under the seat on the way to the vet’s, once we were there she was relatively calm and relaxed.

Even with the two small dogs barking and growling and yipping and snorting. (Oh yes, they snorted. A lot. Very strange dogs.)

Yes, yes he does occasionally like to stick his head out the window like a dog. But if we drive by a pedestrian, he ducks back into the car until it’s safe again.

Nothing exciting today.

When Kat sits like that, I like to tell him it makes his butt look big.

He doesn’t seem to care for some reason.

All week, every time Grandmom has gotten out of her chair, Kit has jumped up into it. Kit doesn’t seem to get the idea of not irking the woman who gives her treats.

Then again, it hasn’t changed how often Grandmom does give her treats.

Here are some cat pictures combined with pictures of my new netbook, to give you some perspective on the size of the netbook of course. (Why did I get the “Pearl” colored netbook? Because it was $10 cheaper, and I didn’t care enough to spend $10 for black (now if cobalt blue had been a choice…)

Here are Kit and the Netbook. Since Kit’s a relatively small cat (at least compared to Kat) it doesn’t seem all that impressive.

Perhaps this gives a little better perspective?

Or this?

And finally a cat free comparison:

Laptop, netbook, cellphone.

Sorry Kat, we still see you. You’re just not that stealthy.

STANDOFF!

Not sure what it is, but Kit and Kat haven’t been getting along as well as they used to.

So cute! All curled up in front of the wood stove in the basement.

Kat is tearing through the house making occasional yowls, because apparently the invisible kitty demons are after him.

Kit is following him around, with body language that says, “What’s wrong? What’s going on? Why are you running around like that? What’s wrong?”