In an effort to get Watson and Peake to stop nibbling on our plants, Michael and I decided to grow some grass for the cat’s to nibble on.
Apparently they like it quite a bit – just not the way we intended.
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| That’s right, you just add water. |
*Pokes Head Out*
I don’t know about anyone else, but the holidays are taking their toll. It seems like a confluence of tasks for planning the wedding, plus general Christmas preparations has left me with very little brain to spare.
Last weekend I had a class at The Yarn Spot teaching students to crochet stuffed animals. The class used three of Fresh Stitches patterns: the brontosaurus, the cow, the turkey and the owl. Out of a class of four, two chose the brontosaurus, one the owl and one the cow. I brought a half-finished cow to the class so everyone could see the different techniques I was teaching.
I tried to get a picture of the half-finshed cow, but I had a day where I couldn’t seem to take a decent picture. There was always either a thumb or cat in the picture. The best I could do was this:
I’ve been working hard in the background on some neat developments. I hope to be able to announce them before the end of the year – but we’ll see.
Anyhoo, the cow has gotten me on a crochet kick, and I’ve got some cute little stuffed animals planned for various people over Christmas. I also have a deadline four days before Christmas, so we’ll see how that goes. *Wince*
How are you preparing for the New Year?
Feline Friday
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| Peake helping Michael with Wedding Oganization |
Feline Friday
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| Peake thinks Watson Makes a good Pillow |
Feline Friday
After Michael and I got Peake and Watson, Sweetness and Light were desperate to meet the cats. So I took them to visit.
Since then, it’s become something we do every few weeks. We get on the metro, take it from College Park to Silver Spring, then take the Bus (the girls love riding on the high seats in the back) to the closest stop. From there, we walk to my apartment.
I’m not sure who loves the visits more – Sweetness and Light, or Watson and Peake. The kittens get someone that will chase and play with them for several hours straight. The girls get to play with kittens. I get to take a bit of a break and sit in the comfy chair and watch the four of them romp for about 2 hours straight, AND Michael and I get a good night’s sleep as the cats are too tired to make trouble. Finally, the kittens learn how to deal with children that perhaps are not as respectful of cat-boundaries as grownups. Peake and Watson have learned to be quite tolerant of the girls.
Not a bad deal at all.
Feline Friday – Peake
The only time I can get a picture of Peake is when he is sleeping. Truly.
When Michael and I were bringing Watson and Peake home, the only thing we had for the cats was a litter box. Adopting them came rather suddenly, as we’d only been officially looking for a few days.
So on our way home, we didn’t have a box or a carrier to put them in. So while Michael drove the car, I kept the two kittens in the front seat, between my legs. While Watson was content to curl up and purr beneath my feet, Peake felt it necessary to climb up on my lap and watch all the traffic go by.
When we go to the vet’s, Peake is the one that leads the way out of the carrier (it fits the both of them) to investigate the room.
Peake is nearly 1.25 lbs larger than Watson, and just slightly more frisky. He’s more of a proximity cat than a cuddle cat. Interestingly enough, he’s the one that purrs more often, which is saying something, because the only time they aren’t purring is when I accidentally step on them in the middle of the night.
Feline Friday
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| Zephyr |
You might have noticed a while ago that I let the feline friday feature fade from the blog. There were several reasons for this – Zephyr, our room mate’s cat, became very sick after Michael and I moved from our room mate’s apartment. A few months later, he died, and I found it hard to post pictures of him after he had gone.
However, a few months ago Michael and I decided it was time to adopt a cat of our own in our new apartment. *grins* In the course of a weekend it turned from one cat to two, and shortly afterwards we found a family that had adopted two kittens only to find that their children were allergic.
I’ve now accumulated enough pictures of our two cats that I feel comfortable re-opening this feature.
Let me introduce you to Watson and Peake. Peake is named after the C&O’s famous Chessie‘s husband, Peake (I’ll talk about the history of that more another time). Michael’s family has a (formerly) grey tabby named Chessie (she darkened with age, and is now a black cat). It felt appropriate to name our grey tabby Peake. Also, Zephyr is the name of a rail line in Califorina (the California Zephyr), so it was nice to stick with the theme in honor of Zephyr.
Watson is white, and his name has less meaning behind it – Michael and I have a list (of course we do) of good cat names. Watson was the one that seemed to fit. Watson isn’t really entirely white – he has the smallest smudge of black/brown on his forehead. It looks like he got a bit of soot there, and he hasn’t groomed it away yet.
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| Peake and Watson |
