Monday, February 1, 2010

Moving

Bella and I are moving.  We're leaving our wonderful apartment with its checkerboard kitchen floor and great balcony for birdwatching.  We're leaving behind so many beloved family members and friends.  We're heading south.  We have close family down there, and hopefully the job market is just a tad better than it is in Michigan.  

Moving can be tough on cats.  They don't tend to like change.  But the moving process can also be rather adventurous - I mean, there are boxes in which to crouch,

and on which to climb;

Storage bins in which to get trapped,

and magazine organizers in which to stuff oneself.

Best of all are the empty bookcases - they're great for lounging.

And if you get up high, away from your everyday circumstances, sometimes you can get a different perspective.

Yep, change can be hard for cats, and it's almost always hard for this human.  But I'm trusting it will be good.

Jeremiah 29:11

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Choosing Chairs

Not all chairs are created equal.

Take the Palma Colonial Occasional Chair, for instance (Pier 1 named it, not me).  It has a certain style...a certain panache.  A certain...je ne sais quoi.

But I don't find myself sitting in it very often.  If I have a choice between a comfy couch or armchair and this chair's hard bamboo slats, you can guess what I'm going to choose.

As you can see, Bella feels similarly.

If anyone needs me, I'll be on the couch.


Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Late Christmas Greetings

I know we're into the new year, but hopefully the internet has room for a few more pictures of pine boughs, sparkling lights, and shiny packages.

Oh, and eager, inquisitive cats.

'Cause I've got pictures of all that in spades.

Bella and I feel a little chagrined about not getting our Christmas cards out this year.

Can you tell?

So please forgive us, and accept our belated Christmas greetings and sincere wishes for a blessed 2010!

Sunday, November 29, 2009

Thankful

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

On my toes


I love having a cat.

Of course I love having a cat.  My cat is Bella, who has been scientifically proven to be the best cat in the universe.  But beyond that, I love having a cat simply because it keeps me sharp...quick-witted.  Steel-nerved.

You never know where the cat is going to turn up.

You can be going about your everyday business,

and if you have a cat like mine, it can show up out of nowhere.  Some people might find it disconcerting.  But look at this sweet face!  I can't think of a time when I haven't been thrilled to see this face.

Well, okay.

ONE time.  But just once.

Thanks, Bella...

for keeping me on my toes.

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Kitty Lit

Bella and I are enjoying spending some time with our family down south, and Bella is having fun exploring a new house.  Her grandparents have a houseful of books, and Bella, literary cat that she is, feels right at home.

On her list of things to read are some of her Papa's commentaries.  He has, oh, probably 1,000 of them.

That's going real well.

She's also planning to read some of her Mimi's Miss Read and Jan Karon books.  And The South Beach Diet.

Clearly, she's making all kinds of progress.

There are all kinds of historical books she's dying to get her little furry paws on.

But it's hard to get started when there are so many new surfaces on which to nap.

It's OK Bella . . . you sleep; I'll read.

Monday, August 31, 2009

Playdate

Bella spent a lot of time yesterday with her cousin, Lizzie.

Lizzie thought Bella would look smashing in a necklace that she (Lizzie) had made for a doll.  She was kind enough to loan it to Bella, but after thinking about it, she decided that she'd make another necklace so that Bella could have her own.

Of course, this necessitated measuring Bella's neck for a perfect fit.

With the measuring tapes out, Lizzie felt compelled to measure the rest of Bella, too.  She's around 33 inches long, including her tail.  Only about 9 inches shorter than Lizzie.

Bella was very cooperative (if not enthusiastic), for the most part.

She did find it necessary to take a brief break from the playdate and rest under the bed for a while.

She came back, though.  I mean, who could resist these eyes?

All in all, Bella had a grand time playing with her cousin, and now has a taste for jewelry that she didn't have previously.  Which is fine, so long as she doesn't ask for pierced ears...