Yes, the calendar has turned another page. The days grow shorter. Fr. Pax , the Headmaster, begins the first day of in-service:
The kittens were feeling frisky on Monday. They were frisky-ing around in the small hedge outside my office’s front window, rustling and bustling and occasionally hopping onto the ledge, then pouncing down into the shrubbery. Athena was perplexed. Continue reading
Once a month Athena T Cat goes to the cat wash. DadRed has mild dander allergies, and having her scrubbed and de-dandered helps keep things from getting out of hand. It also thins out her two coats of hair, reducing hairballs (as does daily brushing). Athena has strong, loud, opinions about being transported to the cat wash. Loud, vociferous, constant opinions, including words I can’t use on this blog. I have no idea where she learned them from, either. I certainly don’t use that kind of language around the cat. Continue reading
After a long hiatus, in part caused by the humans in the house not using Athena T. Cat’s bathroom, Occupy: Toilet Mat resumed with a ‘MerrrrRRRRROOOOOOW!’ in late June.
Short version – a very good cat litter for Athena. And for her chief tidier-up-after-Athena person. Biodegradable, non-clumping, scent isn’t overwhelming, no dust.
Just when you thought things had returned to a quiet modus vivendi at Redquarters…
It appears that Athena has reconciled herself to the Texas-sized throw-rug. She has also discovered, as cats are wot to do, that by flopping in this corner, she can obstruct traffic between the kitchen, living room, den, and library.
No matter what happens, the cat will find a way. She also gets drive-by petting.
I really do think I need to pick up a set of those little traffic cones that they use when teaching pre-schoolers how to ride tricycles.