12/15/09 – Tuesday

I spent most of yesterday cleaning the house. Without those five little Cookies running around, I managed to get quite a bit done. I hadn’t cleaned the bathrooms in forever and a day (which really can’t be blamed on the Cookies, because I can close the bathroom doors to clean, and in fact I did so that the Wonkas wouldn’t come in and get in the way), so I got those done, got the Cookie room scrubbed, the litter boxes changed and cleaned, the entire house dusted, and the entire house vacuumed.

I started around 11:00, and when Fred got home at 3:30, I was still going strong. I got everything done that I wanted to get done, except for washing the floors. They’re pretty grungy throughout the house, but I ran out of steam (and had to get dinner started) at 4:00, so the floors will have to wait for another day.

It’s nice to have the house clean, at least for a little while. After he took his shower last night, Fred said “My shower was more sparkly than Edward Cullen in the sunlight at high noon!”

HA.

It was quite lovely and mild out yesterday, and we even got some afternoon sun! I know it won’t last (the mildness, at least), but it was nice while we had it.

 

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We have, lately, had an issue with cats on the right side of my desk moving around so much in their sleep that the bed slides over to the edge of the desk. I don’t always realize it’s happening, so about once a day one kitten or another has fallen (in the bed, often while sound asleep) off the side of my desk. They usually land behind the computer, and then either hunch there, scared, or go running off to hide.

I’ve been trying to figure out what I could do to stop the falling (taking the bed off that side of the desk doesn’t work – they still sleep there whether there’s a bed or not, and they still fall over the side). Finally, I decided that I could use the rack the printer was sitting on, move it over next to my desk – it’s the same height as my desk – then just get something else to put the printer on.

Then, of course, I had to think about it for a while longer before we actually did anything about it. I looked at printer stands, which are too damn expensive, and other pieces of furniture, and then last weekend when Fred and I were at Lowe’s, we found another rack that we decided would work perfectly.

This is kind of how it looked at that side of the desk before I moved the rack over. You can’t see it, but the computer was sitting on the floor next to the desk, the shredder (always turned off unless I’m in the process of using it, worry not) was sitting next to that, and the recycling bin was sitting in front of the trash can (which was sitting in front of the computer).

(Gus and Jake)

With the new rack put together, I moved the original rack over next to the desk, put the computer and shredder on the bottom shelf and a couple of cat beds on top of it, and put the printer rack next to that.

Two years ago, I had two cat beds in the computer room – one on either side of my desk. Then I moved the big oak filing cabinet to the left side of my desk and put a cat bed there. Now I’ve got the rack so that cats won’t fall off the desk, and to be honest, if I wanted to, I could move the printer down to the middle level and put the box of paper and the scanner on the bottom level, move the top shelf down, and put a cat bed there.

I suspect it’s only a matter of time!

 

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Remember Caleb, from The Seven?

He’s all grown up!

His mom says: Thought you might like to see how beautiful John has become! He is a wonderfully intelligent cat. Every morning we play a hunting game. I hide kitty treats around the room and he enjoys the hunt! It is a challenge to find new places to hide the treats. I sit and enjoy my morning coffee while the mighty hunter brings home the kibble! Thanks again to his foster family!
Merry Christmas!

Doesn’t he look like he could be related to our Jake and Elwood?

 

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My house was super quiet last night. I called the vet in the late afternoon to see if the Cookies were done with their surgeries and ready to come home. I waited on hold for a few minutes, then found out that they weren’t all done yet, and I’d have to wait closer to 6:00 to pick them up.

I really hate bringing them home when they’re still groggy from the surgery, because they stumble around and look so confused. I opted to leave them at the vet’s overnight, and I’ll be leaving in a few minutes to go pick them up. I expect they’ll be mostly recovered, and ready to run around like their butts are on fire!

When I dropped them off yesterday morning, I got confused and almost renamed the Cookies! We were weighing them and then putting collars on them with their names, and after she’d taken two of them off to the cage in the other room, I looked down at the two Meezer cookies left in the carrier, and I said “I have no idea who these two are. Who do we have collars left for?” She said “TimTam and Milano?” and I had to think for a LONG time before I realized that I’d told her Pink’s real name is Lorna Doone when OF COURSE Pink’s real name is Milano (Orange is Lorna Doone), so she had to go get Pink so we could rectify the situation.

Speaking of their weights, Hydrox weighed the most, at 3.5 pounds. The closest Meezer was Keebler, who weighed in at 2.7 pounds! There was another foster mom there dropping off her babies (hi Cydney!), and she couldn’t believe how heavy he was. He is going to be one huge cat!

Look at Orange looking at me, all “WHAT did you say about my mother?! I will kick your BUTT!”

Miz Poo’s all “FINE, let the BABY have the heated bed, I’ll just lay here in the PRETTY bed! And she can’t have it!”

If that look on her face doesn’t say “smug”, I don’t know what does.

“Hellooooooo, laydeez!”

I sure do love his gorgeous stripes!

Cookies, Cookies, everywhere!

I love it when one of them hooks her chin over the other one. They just look so content.

 

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Spanky say, relax.

 

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Previously
2008: It’s not been a good time to be a finger on the hand of Robyn And3rson lately.
2007: When one has to peck the ground for bugs and worms, one gets mud on one’s beak.
2006: So that’s the story of my search for the perfect bra, and how I found it.
2005: I probably have a brain tumor.
2004: I swear, my Grinchly heart grew three sizes right then and there.
2003: A tree with glass ornaments? In a house with five cats?
2002: No entry.
2001: No entry.
2000: I told Fred we should hire her out to the local police agencies and she could tell them when someone looks like a “drug person.”
1999: Fred and I came to an agreement last night. The end of March, I’m going off the birth control, and we’re going to start trying to get pregnant. (HahahahahahaHAHA! My, how times have changed!)