Computer help

Ozzy decided I needed some help browsing the web. Or maybe he just wanted to watch more cat videos.

So helpful….

Changing the sheets

The cats always like to help me change the sheets.

1. They never really want to get off the bed. And one of them is always on the bed.

Here Ozzy gets rolled up in the sheets as I try to change them. He didn't want to budge.

2. If I ever get the sheets off the bed, they are on the mattress cover, on the new sheets, just completely in the way. Here's Ozzy clawing at the new sheet as I try to smooth it down.

And Gunnar comes to join in the fun. Let's sit on the new sheets. We don't need no stinkin' blankets.

And that's how we change sheets at this house. Slowly. With much protest. 

Helping with the Laundry

Gunnar decided to help me with the laundry. Specifically, he was helping me fold them when I took them out of the dryer. He was helping squish them down. Thanks Gunnar.

Helping with the Laundry

I was trying to put some laundry in the wash before I went to work this morning. And Gunnar decided he needed to help. He was perched on the edge of the washer watching the water pour into the machine. 

No!

That's not safe for kitties. But this guy has a fascination with 1) water and 2) small spaces. He likes to wtach the water run into the bath tub. (He's only fell in once or twice.) 

So I scooped kitty up, closed the lid and plunked him down on the lid, where he stayed and tried to figure out what that crazy loud contraption was for. 

Help Cleaning

I washed the floors yesterday and the pets were such a help. Mojo had been upstairs but came down half way through and decided he needed to police the mop. So he was walking on the wet floor and generally being in the way. Gunnar shadowed me the entire time, following me around, sniffing the clean spots on the floor, getting into all the shoes I picked up. Thanks for the help, guys.

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.

Helping Change the Sheets

Whenever I change the sheets, the cats always run to come and help. And by help I mean flop on the bare mattress, get under the sheets, sit like a rock while I try to put the top sheet on. You know? Helpful stuff.

I managed to get both sheets on, and Katie was "helping" me tuck the sheets in. 

Editor

Gunnar was helping me edit again. He's clearly fascinated by the process. Any typos are his fault.

Editor-in-chief

Katie is always on top of her editing. If there's a piece of paper laying out, she has to sit on it. We're just lucky she doesn't have her red pen out or we'd be in trouble.

Mr. Helpful

Gunnar prides himself on being a very helpful cat. He helps me edit. He decided he needed to help me with my laptop.

Not sure if he thought my story needed editing, or if we wanted to send an email on just get on Facebook.

Closed the laptop and he still wanted to help.

Tuesday Update

Mojo still smells like puppy shampoo after Sunday's bath. He smells great!

Katie is a silly kitty. She tried to take my spot in the bed last night. Seriously I had to kick her out of my spot TWICE last night. Also, she likes to get in Matt's lap when he's playing Modern Warfare 2 on XBox Live.

"She just made me die three times," he just screamed.

She's just trying to help.