Post your Pet!

I have yet to have a cat who went after my knitting. I don't understand how this has happened, but YAY. The closest I've come was when someone sent me some alpaca yarn and I left it on the coffee table. Juhani wrapped herself around the skein and started licking it, and was very sad when I took it away. But other than that? No cats playing with my yarn, even when they're sitting in my lap while I'm knitting. I'm lucky!

Awww. Dahlia was sitting on my chest for the last half-hour while I read Facebook and stuff. I tried to take a picture of her on me, because she's adorable, but she's black and I'm wearing a black shirt so you can't see her in the picture. And the webcam sound scared her off. Sadface.

Casey is actually just a bread roll in disguise.

My view right now.



Giant cat is giant.

Holy whalecat, Batman!

Also, nice pants :)

Karen got a birthday present in the mail from my mom. We'll never know what is in it, though, because Oberon has claimed it as his own

Best pajama bottoms ever.

I have a 32" inseam. Giant cat goes from my crotch to my ankles when he's comfy. Bengals are huuuuuge.

breloomy has the cutest hamsters eeeeeeeee

I would have hamsters if we didn't have cats. I'd have all sorts of pets if we didn't have cats, actually. Murderous little buggers.

breloomy, do you have a piano?

Quoted for truth.

Here's Zaphod as a kitten. They do love to stretch out.



And with his little toy to cuddle with.



He doesn't cuddle with that toy any more, for reasons everyone is probably aware of.

Forgot to post this. It's from last night. I was putting away groceries, and I temporarily tossed the empty bags on the floor so I knew which bags I'd finished with. Dixie was quite thrilled about this.

CAMOUFLAGE

Ah, Grimm LOVES plastic bags too. She crawls into them and then we carry her around the flat XD

I have to like that post if just for the fact that you've somehow managed to train Dixie to wait until the bags are empty before climbing in. At least Zaphod has stopped leaping into the fridge the moment the door is opened.

Not really a pet, per se, but we feed the neighborhood fox every night. I got a couple of (terrible) pictures of him through the kitchen window with my iPhone...

We took Lucas and Dickens to the vet yesterday morning. Dickens got in the bed with me this morning and purred like a thunderstorm for thirty straight minutes. I think he's forgiven me.

Why would you feed a fox? We have one in our area and we figure that's the job of the lady on the next block who keeps chickens.

Ha. There are no chickens in my neighborhood, and my MIL is a sucker for animals. She tried adopting a raccoon as an indoor pet when Quat was a kid. That did... not go well.

A neighbour(well, he lives in the same village, but it's a tiny one, so he's practically a neighbour) of my grandmother's feeds a whole pack of foxes. He buys meatballs and stuff every day for them. They're practically tame at this point -- they're still a little wary of strangers, but if you stick around for a while, around feeding time one or more of them will come up to you for pettings. I've tended to keep my fingers to myself when I've been there, I don't particularly fancy tetanus shots or worse.

When I still had Jasper, I'd sometimes put him on the piano to see if he was ever heavy enough to press down on a key. I don't know what I expected; he never was.

I'm not going to even try with these hamsters just yet, because they're both really timid and way too speedy to catch if they got loose. Jasper was pretty mellow about everything -- one time his exercise ball broke loose and I turned around to see him just sitting in the middle of the floor. I went over to pick him up and he just idly stared at me.


Jasper not giving a damn about anything going on around him.

We got a new rug for Christmas and it was dropped off today. Our girl cat seems to like it.






The "star" she's rolling on is the dead center of the rug.

Good morning, Giant Cat. This is the view of my lap right now.



I'm enjoying having a cat on me that isn't all black, for once. I love Dahlia dearly, but its really hard to get a good photo of her...

This is my lap view right now.

Okay, I was sitting on him.

OK, technically these aren't my pets. I volunteer at a local house rabbit shelter, doing feeding and grooming and all that good stuff.

A few of my favorites . . .









And the sometimes-popular post-grooming massage

Oh, and I guess in keeping with the spirit of the thread:

Hobbes being a jerk

This is Sigge posing by the moat after we played catch with snowballs.

Why do you have a moat?

Do you not?

Nope. Is it a European thing?

How else is he supposed to keep the Black Knight at bay?

Castle doctrine is the prevailing legal doctrine in most US states. While it doesn't imply a responsibility on the part of every homeowner, what that means in practice is that most homeowners (condo and co-op owners excluded for obvious reasons) choose to install a moat and drawbridge, along with a small group of archers (more than three in a suburban home is considered gauche).

There's a fortress across the road from my house, complete with two lines of moats and earthen ramparts.

Is that in case the Danes attack?

Originally it was built in case Swedes attack. Since it didn't do a very good job of that we repurposed it to protect against Danes instead.

today was double plus prey day. The girl cat has something hidden under the TV (going to have to get under there with a broom) and the boy cat brought a very dead vole and dropped it right where I put my feet when at the computer. Mr W saw it happen, thank goodness, or I'd be pretty freaked out now (I just got home and sat down).

Happy Valentines!

A bed is more of an idea than an actual thing.

Can't recall of I've posted this: here is my dog Mr. Turner, hanging out while I cook dinner.

Man, who cares what he wants, just sit there and look adorable.

I found this old photo (short hair so it must've been years ago) and wanted to share it simply because of the look on Sox's face. He's a very docile cat, but he looks like he's about to flip out any second (probably due to the way I'm holding him and UNWANTED CUDDLES ARE NOT ACCEPTABLE). I miss that fluffball kitty.

BONUS PICS:
"All your things are mine to sleep on/in"