Tag: cats

  • Extreme cuteness alert!

    Oh my god. EXTREME CUTENESS ALERT! The Silly Sleeping Pose Olympics. It’s all pictures people have sent in of their cats sleeping in weird positions. We make fun of Dr. Amy Jones for this stuff all the time. She likes to splay on her back with her legs spread out in a very lewd fashion. She’s a bit of an Aussie hornbag, I think. (Link courtesy of John.)

  • Pet Pillow

    Pet Pillows. Oh my God. So you’re saying that even after my beloved puss-puss dies, I can still have her hair all over my sofa cushions? That’s just wrong. (Link courtesy of John.)

  • Dr Amy Jones

    moblogged image

    What better way to test my new moblogging ability than with the ol’ standby: a picture of our cat! More details on my setup in a minute…

    Later: Okay, so all the cool kids nowadays are using Flickr to upload photos to their sites. I like to be contrary, though, so I asked the Snook how difficult it would be to roll this ourselves. Within a few hours, he had it up and running. Basically, I take a photo with my Sony Ericsson T610 and MMS it to a special e-mail address. I’ll let the Snook explain how he worked the server-side mojo: “I wrote a PHP script using the Mail_Mime component from the Pear Repository which scans a message for text and image attachments, saves and resizes the image, and inserts a post into the database. I use qmail to feed incoming messages to the script.” So that’s it! This image and the short bit of accompanying text went straight from my phone to w-g. (This extra bit was added by hand afterwards.) Now I’m envisioning all sorts of fun uses for this in the future. Maybe Crazy Jesus Lady would let me put her on the site…?

    Even later: I just realized I should probably translate for the non-nerds in the audience. By “moblog,” I mean “mobile web logging,” which is a completely stupid and made-up way of saying that I take pictures with my cell phone and send them to my website. Just in case you were confused.

  • Cat Photos

    Cat Photos. The last refuge of the bored blogger. Let’s just say it’s been an extremely boring week on the Internet for me, folks. From left to right here you’ve got: “Kitten in a Box”; “A Geek and his Cat”; and “Kitten in the Sink.” If I can’t keep you entertained, I can at least help you meet your daily cuteness quotient.

    Kitten in a Box     A Geek and his Cat     Kitten in the Sink

  • Amy’s Hiding Place Revealed!

    Amy in her hiding placeSuper Secret Kitty Hiding Place
    You know, we’ve spent well over a hundred bucks on various cat beds and scratching posts and the little stinker turns up her nose at all of them. Instead, Dr. Amy Jones has chosen a dining room chair for her special lounging place. You should see the cushion. It’s absolutely white with cat hair. I tried attacking it with a lint brush but I fear it’s a lost cause. We just accept that it’s her chair now.

  • Kitten in a Box

    Kitten in a BoxKitten in a Box.
    Dr. Amy Jones has made using my computer damn near impossible. I must have the comfiest lap in the world, because whenever I’m sitting here she jumps up within five minutes. Then if I don’t pay enough attention to her, she moves to the desk and sprawls out in front of the keyboard. (For some reason, the Snook does not get this treatment. I think it’s because his lap is all skin and bones.) Thus I get covered in cat hair and have to hunt and peck at the keyboard around her. Today I discovered a neat compromise – I put her in a box. She likes boxes. Maybe she’s agoraphobic or something. At any rate, she was quite happy in this file box at my feet. Such a little sweetie…

  • Owning a cat increases your vocabulary

    Phrases that have crept into the Snook’s and my everyday speech in the past two months, which we have seldom had occasion to use before:

    1. My cat’s breath smells like cat food.
    2. No, Kitty… Kitty is a bad kitty!
    3. Mom, Kitty’s bein’ a dildo.

    I think I uttered every one of those during Amy’s trip to the vet last weekend. Good times.

  • Weekend Update

    Three-day weekends are just glorious, aren’t they? It’s the perfect amount of weekend time. We had one day for socializing, one day for housework, and one day for hobbies. It was brilliant.

    • Friday night: Stayed up late to watch The Mummy on TV and work on my sweater.
    • Saturday morning: Took Amy to the vet for her last kitten vaccination. She whined and struggled the whole way there. Not fun.
    • Saturday afternoon: Workout time! Legs and biceps.
    • Later Saturday afternoon: Drinkies with friends. We got to see Mr. and Mrs. Healy for the first time since their honeymoon. I also partook of a hookah for the first time in my life. Apple tobacco tastes like candy!
    • Saturday night: Dinner at JuJu’s in King’s Cross with Andrew and Kathleen. It’s supposed to be one of the best and most authentic Japanese places in the city. You have to take your shoes off when you go in! At one point I got up to go to the bathroom and Andrew warned me about “weird bathroom etiquette.” My mind immediately flashed: “Ass towels!” But it wasn’t. Instead you just had to slip on these weird sports sandals to go in. The food was fabulous though. I ate fish egg udon! I just pretended that the little orange dots were spices instead of little fishy ova.
    • Sunday: House cleaning. Majorly. I even went through my clothes and picked out all the crap I never wear to take to the op shop. I also rearranged everything to put my summer stuff away. *sniff*
    • Sunday evening: I dug out my Handspring PDA and put fresh batteries in it. Then I installed this KnitAble software to keep track of my knitting. I catalogued my whole stash!
    • Monday morning: Knit, knit, knit. The Snook brewed beer.
    • Monday afternoon: Gym time again! Shoulders, triceps, and abs. And I ran 2.5 km. And the Snook brewed beer.
    • Monday night: Watched Queer Eye – How great was the Mullet Man? I loved him! – and finished my sweater! And the Snook brewed beer. Well, actually he stopped for a bit to play photographer. We ended up doing a little sweater fashion show. I’m really happy with how it turned out. (In case anybody is Googling, this is the Janetta Dexter Sampler Sweater from Jacqueline Fee’s The Sweater Workshop. I had to add a few extra designs to get the length I wanted.) I didn’t know drop shoulders looked so good on me! I am now the queen of two-handed fairisle knitting. The only problem is the thing is so damn warm I’ll only be able to wear it for one month a year. *sigh*

    Janetta Dexter Sampler Sweater

    Janetta Dexter Sampler Sweater

    Janetta Dexter Sampler Sweater

    Janetta Dexter Sampler Sweater

  • Owning a Cat

    Upside: We change our sheets a lot more often than we ever did before.
    Downside: This is because Amy occasionally leaves a smudge on the sheets after she does her morning poo. Ewwwwww…

  • Knitting Update

    Thanks to the extra wool my Mom sent out from the States, my Janetta Dexter Sampler Sweater is coming along nicely. Today I managed to finish the body completely and add the collar. Here I am modelling it so far. (I had to actually add in a few more designs than the original pattern called for, because mine was knitting up so short. I’ll probably have to do that on the sleeves too.)

    Front of Sampler Sweater     Back of Sampler Sweater     Me and Amy Jones

    Note: You might notice a slight reddish tinge to my hair in that middle photo. That is not a mistake. I had my hair done yesterday and I specifically told my hairdresser to make me look like a rockstar. I’m still all blonde on the top and sides but he cut in big chunks of bright red throughout the back. It looks super cool. You won’t see it until I master the art of blow-drying though. Yes, I’m truly, truly, truly outrageous!

    Another note: You might also notice that I look like a fat cow in these photos. You wouldn’t be wrong there. That’s what three weeks of no gym and too many fried-foods-on-a-stick will do to you! But I’m happy to report that I’m back on my fitness regimen and I actually went for a run OUTSIDE this afternoon. I’ve only got two months til the Nike Women’s Classic so I better get training!