I can has popsicle?

Gunnar hangs out with me in the evenings. He "helps" me write. He also "helps" me with anything that I might be snacking on. He wants to sniff everything. He thinks he wants everything. Usually he doesn't, though. I'll pinch off some turkey for him. He won't touch it. He just wants to know what it smells like.  I didn't actually think he'd lick the chocolate so we were safe.

The kids

I love any moment when all three of the kids are together. This was the only shot I got yesterday morning. Katie and Mojo were in the bed. Gunnar jumped up. This offended Katie, who promptly left. Of course the camera offends her too, so lets me get one shot and then runs away.

Play fight

Gunnar likes to think that he's the fiercest thing on four legs. And Mojo lets him.  These guys started off Saturday morning with a play fight. Gunnar bites Mojo's face, paws at his snout, tries to act tough. And when Mojo gets too annoyed (look at his face), he can just push Gunnar off the bed.

Bring your kitty to work to day

This guy really wanted to come to work with me today. He was hanging out by the door, giving me cuddles while I was trying to leave. He even escaped into the garage when I went to put my purse in the car.  He was being so sweet, begging me to stay home or bring him along for the ride. But Gunnar + offices probably don't mix given that I have coworkers that aren't cat people and that his favorite past time is knocking things off ledges.  Yes, he'd be an office terror, but it is an interesting idea. Wonder what the boss thinks about a bring your kitty to work day? 

On Bulldogs

I'm a big fan on Uga. Today the New York Times ran an interesting piece on the bulldogs.

http://www.nytimes.com/2011/11/27/magazine/can-the-bulldog-be-saved.html?pagewanted=1&_r=1&hpw

Happy Saturday

This is how I started my Saturday:

Gunnar flipped over his litter box. That blue thing in the front is the lid of the litterbox. It's upside down. The base of litter box is upended and is sitting vertically on what should be the front. Most of the litter poured out. Gunnar probably played in it.

I don't really know why Gunnar decided he needed to flip it, but I got to clean it up. Thanks, buddy.

Mojo's Thanksgiving

TURKEY COMA: Mojo ate a little bit too much turkey at Thanksgiving.

Mojo likes people food. Any day of the week he'll happily take some turkey from your sandwich, leftover eggs, a potato chip, a carrot. He'll even beg....and steal if necessary. 

Going over to his grandparents' house is a treat because 1) he'll usually eat all of their dog's food as soon as he gets there and 2) he gets LOTS of table scraps. 

Of course Thanksgiving is this dog's favorite holiday (besides the dogpark playdate holiday we have for his birthday). He loves the turkey, the ham, the mashed potatoes....really anything you'll feed him.  While we were eating Thanksgiving dinner, he was panting loudly, begging for food. Matt gave him plenty of turkey, but it still wasn't enough for this dog. So when we weren't looking.....Mojo found his way over to the table where all the food was set up buffet style. The table was waist high. And I looked up just in time to see Mojo, front paws on the table, licking the carved turkey on the platter. I raced out of my chair and got him off the table before he had time to steal that turkey leg he was eyeing, but not before the entire family turned to see our dog slobbering on their turkey.

At least it was funny. And Mojo got a little extra turkey to take with him for later.

iPod kitty

Katie loves a good cord. I took the iPod off for a second and she decided to claim it for her own. Requests?

Cat v Humidifier

We've set up a humidifier in the bedroom. It makes the air nice and balmy and easy to breathe. We got it for my asthma, but it helps Matt breathe better too. 

The one things I was worried about was the pets. Would they leave it alone? Would Mojo obsess over it and burn his snout on the steam? That's what I was most worried about, so of course that's not what happened.

Mojo ignores the device completely. Katie occasionally walks around it to see what all the fuss is about, but Gunnar.....he is a kitty possessed. 

He watches it all day. He'll sit there and stare at it for hours. (I've been home sick a few days so I've watched him). If he's in a feisty mood, he'll fight with it: bat his paws at it, try to wrestle it, punch it, paw at it, try to scratch it open.

At first it was cute. Ahh, the cute is fighting the humidifier. But he's kept it up for two weeks. And now it's just annoying when I'm trying to sleep and he's engaged in a 10-minute epic battle with an inanimate object. One time he did manage to turn it off, so I guess he won that round. 

He's not interested in the steam. He watched the tank. I thought he just liked watching the bubbles, that like a fish tank it was entertainment. But really, it's more devious than him watching the bubbles and the gurgles. He'd scratch at the water part of the tank, and then end up licking his paws. I thought it was because he hurt his paws punching the thing. No.

He punches, wrestles and even stands on top of the water tank in order to jiggle it, to change the pressure in the tank because when that happens the valve in the bottom of the tank lets water flow from the tank to the base. And when he does this when the base is full, the base will over flow and spill out water for him to play in. Punch the tank = play in water.

Why he doesn't just play in the dog's water bowl, I don't know. I guess it's not as fun. 

Who knew a humidifier doubled as a cat toy?

Katie: Just Because

I stayed home sick the other day and Katie kept me company. She stayed in the same room as I did...and wanted cuddles as often as possible. Here she is curling up next to me asking for a belly rub. (I think this is before she started attacking the strings on my pants and generally biting me.)