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This household has a lot of opinionated purrsonalities, so a blog can become a competitive outlet. To help clarify what’s going on, we made this programme:

Of course, this all started out with The Missus, the original designer of the site and first blog entry author…but then strange things began happening after that….

The story here is arranged chronologically, making the “Recent” section at left kind of backward from the norm (so it’s actually forward, in chronological order) – so, to see truly recent, new posts, simply choose from the bottom of the list in the “Recent Posts” section to the left. (It will also load faster this way.) 🙂

Yeti’s and Boo’s Curiosity

By Catmin | - 18:58 | Yeti AND Boo

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Yeti: The Missus is a curious one.

Boo: In what way?

Yeti: Several. First of all, she has trouble walking on her hind legs, but refuses to go to all fours.

Boo: I think all those things she wears constrict her.

Yeti: That could be. Remember that time when she couldn’t walk at all?

Boo: Yeah. I was getting worried about her.

Yeti: Why? Did you think she wouldn’t walk ever again?

Boo: No, I was more worried about her when she was confined to bed and you started circling her like she was prey.

Yeti: [straightening] I’m quite sure I don’t know what you’re talking about.

Boo: You looked like you were going to eat her…or, at least, taste her.

Yeti: So did you; you circled just like me.

Boo: I was protecting her – watching you.

Yeti: Whatever. She was onto both of us. We’re harmless. But I’m glad she got better. Now she feeds us and I’m just as happy with our food. She is tasty, though….[smacking]

Boo: [diverting] What else about her do you find curious?

Yeti: Well, that thing she does with wet colors on shapes. She makes all these big flat boxes of patterns and sings while she does it. The Mister doesn’t do that.

Boo: He makes his on his “computer”. They disappear in there, but at times he brings them back, like magic. Sometimes hers leave the house with her, and never come back.

Yeti: Her pictures are real; they can live other places, and they smell funny, but somehow they make me happy. I like to look at them. She likes me in the room with her when she makes them. I like to watch but sometimes I just nap. It’s also fun to see if I can distract her from her work – sometimes that’s a tough challenge in that odd room, even for me. But hey, you’re not welcome in there – how come?

Boo: You know I eat everything. She panicked last time I got in there and she had a bunch of wet colors on the table and I jumped up. She yelled, grabbed me quick, whisked me out, and sat and held and looked at me and rocked me. I was both scared and comforted; she was trying to tell me something. I think those colors went bad.

Yeti: Yikes. But they look pretty dry, on those pretty flat boxy thingies.

Boo: I like those too. What else?

Yeti: What else what?

Boo: What else about her makes you curious?

Yeti: Well…. Everything, I guess. I am a cat.

To see the “pretty flat boxy thingies with colors”, go to: eileegeorge.com

Happy Mew Year! ™

By EG | - 19:37 | Yeti AND Boo

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Hello again; this is The Missus. Yeti and Peekaboo have dominated the blog for a while, but The Mister and I wanted to wish everyone here a Happy New Year along with them.

This is the time that we humans reflect on the past and look to the future, thinking of a New Year, a New Start, and a New Opportunity. And then we often ruin it.

Cats, being nearly perfect and not ones to think they need to change, don’t make New Year’s Resolutions. People, on the other hand (or other paw), often go through the motions of such an annual ambition more often than they follow through. I’m sure the cats shake their heads at us.

In order to avoid looking silly (sillier?) in the eyes of our Fluffy Ones, The Mister and I have decided that it is absurd to make resolutions once a year – it’s too much pressure, and almost a self-sabotaging method to begin with. It isn’t that we don’t need to self-actualize or improve or break bad habits, but to dump it all on ourselves at once is self-defeating. So to curb the insanity, we learned to not put too much stock in an arbitrary day on the calendar, and to realize that we can start over any day of the year, over and over, as long as it takes.

After all, wouldn’t it be a better year if we realized we could have a clean slate every day?

May you all have a wonderful New Start for each of the next 365 days!

🙂

(__(>^.,.^<) (=^.,.^=)__)

Yeti: Well, she said it: silly indeed. But I think she found a cure.

Boo: I hope they resolve to feed us more nom-noms.

Yeti: So you can get fat?

Boo: I didn’t think about that.

Yeti: Then again, when you eat too much it just comes back up….

Boo: We don’t have to talk about that now…or ever.

Yeti: Why don’t you resolve to restrain yourself?

Boo: Why don’t you resolve to mind your own business??

Yeti: It is my business if it was my food you hair-balled up…. Resolve to stop stealing!

Boo: Hey…I’m just taking hold of New Opportunity when you leave some behind.

Yeti: Way to rationalize.

Boo: Makes my year better.

Yeti: [sighs] Happy Mew Year.

Yeti on First Friday

By Catmin | - 08:24 | Yeti, Yeti AND Boo

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Boo: Where were you half the night?

Yeti: The Missus took me to the gallery.

Boo: What for?

Yeti: Apparently, I’m art.

Boo: [Laughing]

Yeti: [Indignantly] What? I can be art.

Boo: [Falling over still laughing]

Yeti: She put me on a pedestal for heaven’s sake.

Boo: [Sobering] Well, what makes that any different than at home?

Yeti: You don’t have to be jealous. It was most annoying. There were dogs there.

Boo: [Suddenly serious] Ooh. That’s not good.

Yeti: I was simply NOT in the mood. They smelled bad.

Boo: How many were there?

Yeti: Three.

Boo: So it smelled three times worse.

Yeti: That’s the truth.

Boo: So, you were on display…and nobody bought you? [Grins]

Yeti: She put an NFS sign by me I guess.

Boo: “Notice…Feline…Sitting”?

Yeti: “Not For Sale”!!!

Boo: Oh. Then what’s the point?

Yeti: So the other humans could ooh and ah at me too. Her type seem to like doing that. I admit that I did ask for it, winding around her legs till she took me with her. Surprisingly, I got mauled less there than I do here at home. She let me sleep most of the time, on top of her sweater.

Boo: See? You’re on a pedestal indeed! She never lets me sleep on her clothes.

Yeti: She doesn’t have to let you. You do it anyway. She just wanted me comfy. That was kind of nice.

Boo: And the dogs?

Yeti: She wouldn’t let them near me. Others also in charge there protected my space as well, except, of course, from the humans, themselves included.

Boo: Sounds kinda nice.

Yeti: It was…different. I learned things.

Boo: Think you’ll do it again?

Yeti: Maybe. Sometimes you have to shake things up. I like a good party.

Boo: I’d never know it. You’re so anti-social.

Yeti: Not throwing myself at people isn’t anti-social. I’m pretty comfortable with people around me. They’re always very flattering, even if they do make absurd noises at me. And there were so many there! Not all at once, but lots at a time, in and out, and then more.

Boo: Like, how many?

Yeti: Maybe, like the number of noms in the big food bag.

Boo: [Eyes growing large with sparkles] Ooh, noms…lots of noms…hungry….

Yeti: Focus here.

Boo: Sorry. [Shaking head] I can’t imagine that many people.

Yeti: I couldn’t have either, had I not seen them myself. So many sizes and shapes.

Boo: Sounds like the place was lousy with them. Why were they there?

Yeti: Mostly to look at the art.

Boo: And that’s what The Missus makes with her colors?

Yeti: Yes! And I saw some of the ones there that used to be here – the ones that went missing – they’re in the gallery.

Boo: So that’s where they go! Wait…you said “some” of them.

Yeti: Yes; that’s because a couple were missing even from there.

Boo: Do you think someone took them?

Yeti: People do that there, but they give little pieces of paper or wave plastic in return.

Boo: That doesn’t sound like an even trade. Those color things are really big.

Yeti: Seems to make them happy, though.

Boo: Well, if they’re happy…we get fed.

Yeti: I’m pretty sure that’s how it works.

Boo: Maybe we should help her make more of the color squares, er, art.

Yeti: She was babbling at me about that. Apparently they make colors for cats.

Boo: Really? Why doesn’t she let us use them?

Yeti: I don’t think she has the cat kind yet. The people sorts are bad, for us at least.

Boo: Ooh, I hope she gets us our own colors. That sounds fun!

Yeti: Me too, but some of them look a lot the same…she calls them “paint”, and the squares are named “canvases” and “paintings” and “art” too. So many names for the same thing; humans are silly wasteful things. …What would you “paint”, if you could?

Boo: Noms, of course. Then I’d lick ’em off the squares.

Yeti: You mean off the canvas – but…how very predictable of you.

Boo: Well, what would you paint?

Yeti: I couldn’t say. I always thought myself more of a deconstructivist found-object assemblage manipulation performance sculptor.

Boo: Huh?

Yeti: I staple the edges of box flaps with my fangs. A plant pulp perforator, if you will.

Boo: Ha ha, and you get stuck!

Yeti: It always makes the audience smile when my teeth squeak into the cardboard.

Boo: [Shaking her head] You’re not really so prim and proper.

Yeti: Nothing says art has to be so serious. One should enjoy what one does. I do.

Boo: I see. So what kind of artist do you think I should be?

Yeti: You? [pauses to think a bit] …Hmm. Ah! A culinary artist.

Boo: What’s that?

Yeti: Your dream job: you get to work in noms.

Boo: [Eyes growing large with sparkles] Ooh, noms…lots of noms….

To see the “pretty flat boxy thingies with colors”, go to: eileegeorge.com

The Yeti Says: Brrrr! ™

By Catmin | - 01:38 | Yeti, Yeti AND Boo

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Peekaboo (a.k.a. “Boo“): Hey, your favorite white stuff is out there.

Yeti: [Rearing up and leaning against the glass with her front paws] It snowed last night? Excellent.

Boo: I’m not as thrilled as you are.

Yeti: It’s fun stuff, even if it is cold! Whoohoo!

Boo: My fur isn’t as thick as yours, so you’re on your own. Better get Missus’ attention if you want to go out. Don’t get so excited that you forget to display the mandatory Cat-on-the-Threshold Syndrome; we have an image to uphold.

Yeti: But of course.

World Cancer Day

By EG | - 20:57 | Uncategorized

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February 4, 2014: Hello, friends. This is the Missus again. Please forgive my tangent, but cancer has touched my life in a very real way. I would just like to take the opportunity to make a tribute to some sometimes forgotten, but very special people on this day, which is World Cancer Day. They’re the ones in the trenches, helping in the fight.

I cannot express what a blessing the Mister has been to me through my own battle. He has been a pillar of strength, a source of comfort, a caretaker, a cheerleader, a welcome source of humor and interesting anecdotes, not to mention our sole source of income through it all. He is grace under pressure and the personification of love and self-sacrifice. And I’m not biased in the slightest! (Maybe a teensy bit but really he’s beyond wonderful.) <3

I have to say my Mom also has been a hero to me through all this, being so strong when I had to tell her my diagnosis after we had just lost both my dad and my sister to cancers so very recently. I was more worried about her than myself to be honest, but I needn’t have been, because she is a rock, and a decade-and-a-half-plus cancer survivor herself.

My brother showed me strength and concern as well, and did not let distance deter him from giving me the support I needed from him precisely when I needed it, no matter where it took him. He never let fear cloud his judgment, nor did he allow mere obligation to eclipse devotion in my time of need.

My in-laws have been simply amazing in so many ways. My church family and friends have been so supportive and rallied around me. A special neighbor has been a comrade and an encouragement as a survivor herself. Other patients that I met in the process have been inspirations to me as well, mid-battle, and I hope I was able to serve as such in return. All of the medical personnel that I have dealt with have been not only professional but also consistently compassionate; they have found their calling. And of course my fluffy little Peekaboo and Yeti the cats have been a peaceful presence as well as providing entertaining interludes, serving to remind me further just how much joy there is to be found in the simplest moments in life. There was no irony in my singing, “It’s a Good Day” in the dressing room for the MRI…I really believed it. Every day I’m alive is a good day!

It is not easy to simply love someone who is suffering with cancer…it gets much more complicated: it breaks your heart, and you are hit with a very human, natural desire to show a brave face for them – even when you’re really, really scared. That’s not easy. A caregiver’s other obligations also aren’t magically put on hold when they’re caring for someone who is sick, worrying about so much, putting up with occasional tempers, wrangling additional financial stress, and doing extra duty at home. They do it because of love – but that doesn’t mean it’s easy. Nothing worth doing is easy. But it sure deserves recognition and thanks. Thank you all.

God has given me strength I did not have on my own, unending love, and given me a wealth of caring people and animals surrounding me, and in this I am, in the most important sense, rich beyond all measure.

Though the meds continue, I am happy to let you know that today I am cancer free.

And my life is truly blessed.

To everyone, I am a walking success story mainly because I went in for timely exams. Preventative medicine detected what I couldn’t. Love yourself and those who love you enough to do the same.

To all those in the fight, and all those fighting alongside them: a World Cancer Day of hope and healing, and time beyond of vitality, courage, faith, influence, joy and peace.

Who’s the Alpha Cat?

By Catmin | - 17:50 | Yeti

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Boo: [Raises a brow as Yeti strolls to meet her in the office] What do you look so smug about?

Yeti: [Matter-of-factly] I’m breaking the Missus in.

Boo: What do you mean?

Yeti: She’s starting to respond to my cues [smiles with eyes half-closed]. You know she already feeds me in bed so I don’t even have to get up…

Boo: [Sticking her tongue out in disgust] boy, do I.

Yeti: Well, the crinkly bag was on the corner of the bed earlier, so instead of settling into “my spot” by the dish when she brought dinner, I curled up on the bag, and gave her a look, and she immediately just “got” it – she even said, “Oh, do we wish to dine on the terrace tonight?” and moved the bowl out of its place to set it in front of me on the bag. I didn’t have to make a squeak. Yes…her training is coming along nicely.

Boo: [Mimicking Yeti’s expressions] And to what do you give credit for this newfound obedience?

Yeti: I kissed up to her earlier letting her brush me while I was on her lap.

Boo: [Shocked] On her lap? You???

Yeti: It wasn’t bad, I must say…very relaxing…kind of lost track of time, really.

Boo: I’ve been telling you…

Yeti: But I won’t let her get too much in the habit. [Studying her claws] Poor thing, she didn’t know what hit her. I have her right where I want her.

Boo: [Rolling her eyes] Um…yeah.

[Meanwhile, in the den]

Mister: What do you look so smug about?

Missus: I think I’m breaking the Yeti in.

Mister: How’s that?

Missus: You know how she loves being brushed…I warmed her up brushing her where she lay snoozing, and then I dragged her over to my lap, and brushed her much more…she didn’t fight much at first, and then she actually fell asleep on my lap!

Mister: [Leaning forward] You have got to be kidding. Her???

Missus: I was shocked. I didn’t dare move for half an hour. Phone rang and I didn’t even move to pick up – till she moved on her own later.

Mister: I wouldn’t either! What a rare treat! Think she’ll do it again?

Missus: Oh, I made sure to do the positive reinforcement thing. I even brought her food over to her on that plastic bag the cats have been playing with. She looked so grateful [smiles while remembering]. Oh…I know how to work her. I am so winning this thing.

Mister: [Grinning] Whatever you say….

Hiss-trionics ™(Fee-line Frenzy ™ Part 2)

By Catmin | - 23:23 | Yeti AND Boo

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And so, the saga continues. As Missus tries to juggle several projects while prepping taxes, she sinks into an abyss of insanity, driving Peekaboo and Yeti the cats into hiding, or at least into melodramatic theatrics.

Histrionics /his-tree-on-iks/ noun, pl. exaggerated emotional conduct displayed in order to draw attention or a response from observers: Enough with the histrionics; your drama will only delay solving the problem. adj -ic

Boo: …I could hide in this box. Watch.

Yeti: But I can see you…like, I could equally hide in this cage –

Boo: Yeah, I can see what you mean.

Yeti: Now you understand.

Boo: This is harder than it looks.

Yeti: Under the bed?

Boo: Impenetrable.

Yeti: How about behind the couch?

Boo: Not roomy enough.

Yeti: Have you tried behind the dryer?

Boo: Yes. It’s very – ah-choo! – it’s very sneezy there.

Yeti: [Throws paws up] I’ve exhausted this list. There’s only a couple places left, and we may get closed in if we’re not careful. [Shows Boo the entries]

Boo: I always like the closets. Sometimes they even catch me in there and let me stay.

Yeti: It is nice and dark. That’s nice for napping. I just don’t want to get shut in.

Boo: She’s too busy with the tax thingies to get that into straightening things up around here right now.

Yeti: I suppose you’re right. We can use either of the two accessible closets. Those are almost never closed anyway.

Boo: And that will give each of us our own space, if we ever want it.

Yeti: Yes, and we’ll have two handy observation bunkers to offer different views.

Boo: Wish the “show” were more fun. I’ll be glad when this is over.

Yeti: I’m sure she would say the same thing…wait….[reviewing Missus’ most recent activities in her mind]

Boo: What?

Yeti: How long have we been trying to figure this out?

Boo: I don’t know…all day nearly. Why?

Yeti: Because it looks like she’s done for the day [points Boo to peek around the corner at an exhausted Missus, who has now sacked out]. Aw, our human pets are so peaceful looking when they’re asleep.

Boo: Now all our hiding research is moot. We can just crawl up on the bed and relax.

Yeti: [facepalming er, facepawing] I guess we always could have, for that matter….

Cat-erwaul ™

By Catmin | - 14:18 | Yeti AND Boo

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Any typical night: Mister and Missus have settled in for the night. Yeti takes her place between their pillows, gets tickled under the chin, then rests her head on her little pillow next to her favorite toy/adopted wee one Mousi.

Mister: [Pulling on the covers] Goodnight.

Missus: [Tugging back] Goodnight.

Yeti: Purr…zzzzzz….

[Some final stirring, settling, and then silence textured only by easy breathing…until…]

Peekaboo: Mmrowwwl!

Missus: Ugh, not again…

Boo: MEEOWWWW!!! MRRROWWWLL!! [plop]

Mister: She brought us a “kill”…

Boo: MURRROUGWWWWWWGRRW!!!

Missus: And wants us to know about it. …Oy, ENOUGH already!

Boo: Mow…[satisfied now that she’s been acknowledged, hopping up on the bed]

Mister: [shoving her off of him as she begins to boisterously bathe on him] Off me!

Missus: Hey, don’t get on me either…quit shaking the bed!

Yeti: Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Boo: [lick-a-lick-a-lick-a…]

Mister: Mmumf…

Missus: Boo, pssshht!

Boo: [Relocating to lie half on top of Yeti] Purrrrrrr

Yeti: Mew…meh…hiss…grrrr-grrrowwll!

Boo: MURROWW! Hiss! [Feline activity escalates instantly]

Mister: [Pulling pillow over his head] Omigosh it’s midnight already!

Missus: [Shoving Boo to the foot of the bed] Cool it!

[Everyone squirms for a bit, and eventually settles down again. Finally, all is quiet.]

Yeti: Zzzzzzzzz….

Missus: Zzzzzzzzz….

Mister: Zzzzzzzzz….

Boo: Meow.

[*boot* – plop!]

Missus: Oh – ‘oops‘.

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Yeti on First Friday

The Yeti Says: Brrrr! ™

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Who’s the Alpha Cat?

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