That’s how stressed out Pavel is. He’s propped up against my thigh. Sickening.
Tag: cats
When cats go bad
Monorail cat possessed by Satan. Alternatively, caught mid-yawn.
New sleeping spot
Asshole seems to have found a new napping spot, with little to no regard to what might be under him when he flomps.
Investigating the weird rustling noise in the kitchen
Cat trap
Grumpy old cat git
He’s old, grumpy, has bad habits, is a vet bill money pit, but he’s part of the family and we love him.
Every damn night
I come home from work and change into more comfy clothing and leave my work stuff on my bed. Every night when I get ready for bed, Pavel has colonised my stuff and covered it in ginger fluff.
Not-my-dog went home
Lily went home last night. Cats are happy to have the whole flat again. Humans have the sad.
Pet update
We took Tolstoy to get yet-another-specialist vet to get a high-resolution ultrasound and try and figure out what’s wrong with him. Good news, it’s not cancer, but he does have an enlarged pancreas and inflamed bowel, so we need to change his food to something properly hypoallergenic and go back to our normal vet to see how we need to adjust the grumpy moneypit’s meds.
In other news, not-my-dog is being uber cute and is settling in nicely. Probably too nicely, in the cats’ opinions.
Random cat pictures
