(A random photo I snapped with my mobile last night, just because Zelly was looking super adorbz, and then noticed I happened to catch CHANNING TATUM in huge letters on the telly behind her, lol.)
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Sophie is not totally content unless she is sitting three inches from my face.
Did you know that June is the ASPCA's Adopt a Shelter Cat Month? It is! From the wayback machine, please enjoy the first pictures of Sophie after we adopted her from a local shelter five years ago. She was the tiniest kitten ever, and now she is the tiniest cat ever! I love my silly wee Sophs. ♥
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Bonus Zelda: The other day, Paul the Spud sent me an adorable picture of his dog Rory rolling around on the rug, and I took this video for him of Zelly doing the same thing. She has a minor grass allergy, and everything is SO ITCHY after Iain mows the grass!
Video Description: Zelda the Black and Tan Mutt sits in the middle of the living room, scratching her ear with her back foot. She then dives face-first onto the rug and rubs her face with her paws. She rolls over onto her side to rub her head on the rug. She sneezes. Then she sits back up and scratches her ear with her back foot again, before trotting out of the room.
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Did you know that June is the ASPCA's Adopt a Shelter Cat Month? It is! If you've been thinking about rescuing a cat or kitten from a shelter, June is a great time to do it. Many shelters across the country have adoption specials on cats during the month of June, because overcrowding is a real problem this time of year with lots of kittens being born. On that note, if you have a cat who isn't fixed, June is also a great time to find lots of shelters and vets offering free or low-cost spaying and neutering.
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"All's I'm saying is: I'm not planning on getting up, but if you're getting up to get me a treat, then I will get up. However, if you are getting up to take a leak or something, I'm staying right here. Bone's in your court."
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Shakers, this dog is so cute I feel like my eyeballs might explode from joy when I look at her!
Behind her backside, you may notice, is a piece of folded mail. Generally, Iain and I don't keep our mail scattered on the couch. (Shocking, I know.) But one of Matilda's favorite things is grabbing a random piece of mail (always mail—never, say, a piece of scrap paper on which I've jotted notes and left on my desk) and walking around the house with it hanging out of her mouth. And as she drags it around, she makes this plaintive, whining mew that she never does any other time, like she's totally lost. "Mewwww?!" Over and over while she traipses about with the mail. And then eventually she'll get bored, or accomplish whatever her inscrutable mission was, and drop the mail wherever. LOL.
I've tried to record this on several occasions, but anytime she sees me watching her do it, she immediately drops the mail and hurtles herself toward me to head-butt me for attention. Call it the Tils Duality Theory.
So you just get a pic of the evidence, left behind Zelda's roundy bum.
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Sophie and Livsy watch the birds out my office window.
Here's a little video of the girls birdwatching out the window—or, to be accurate, Sophie watching the birds and Olivia watching Sophie's flicking tail.
Video Description: Sophie the Torbie Cat watches the birds out the window, flicking her tail back and forth. Olivia the White Farm Cat sits on my desk, occasionally snapping at or batting Sophie's tail. Eventually, Sophie just hops up into the window, and Olivia gives me a "wevs" look.
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Question for other people who live with dogs: Do any of you who have yards have dogs that prefer to spend time in the yard after dark rather than during the day? During the day, Dudley will be yapping at the back door to come back in 30 seconds after I let him out, but, once the sun goes down, he wants to spend an hour running around in the dark, lol. Every once in awhile, he'll enjoy a longer lie in the sunshine during the day, but he always prefers nighttime, irrespective of the time of year. Silly pooch.
Zelda, naturally, does whatever Dudley wants. And if she needs to go out during the day when he's too lazy to get up, she'll stay out there until I come and get her, often either just lying contentedly in the sunshine, or standing patiently and quietly at the backdoor. "Whatever you want! I'm cool! It's a day!"
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Zelda tries to get Dudley to play, but he can't be arsed to get up:
Video Description: Zelda, standing on the floor, flops a plushy toy on Dudley's head, while he lays sprawled out on the ottoman. He paws the plushy away, annoyed, then twists his head around and nips at it lazily. Finally he grabs it in his mouth, and Zelda pulls backwards, playing tug-o-war with him, until he just lets it fall from his jaws. Then she tries to play keepaway, but he steadfastly won't budge. So she flops to the ground and NOMs on it contentedly.
[For those of you who watch video game channels on YouTube, yes, that's Boogie2988 reviewing the details of the new Xbox in the background.]
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Olivia, being deceptively cute, and trying to convince you she is not actually the most annoying cat in the world. Don't let her fool you—she is definitely the most annoying cat in the world. She has to be under my feet, lying on my keyboard, rubbing her head on my mouse, walking on papers I'm trying to read, sprawling across my desk and knocking everything onto the floor, running into any cupboard or closet I open, trying to eat my food, begging for treats, yowling for me to turn on the bathroom sink, flopping in my path when I'm trying to walk, walking on me, kneading me, sitting on me, driving me absolutely bonkers all day every day. Because she loves me. And I love her right back.
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