Chani dresses up and more

 Hello furiends,

Last year, Mom bought us costumes. I got a witch's hat and 9 got a funky orange and black collar. Mom also bought this dress that she decided was simply adorable. When it came time to take photos of us in our outfits, Mom could not find the dress at all. Now, I'm not saying who hid the dress, but it was out of sight til long after Halloween.

Flash forward to last night. The San Francisco Giants won the World Series. Yay! So, Mom decided to see if she could find a Giants' tshirt that she bought years ago for Q who came before. As she was looking for the tshirt, she found my dress. Yes, she made me wear it.

Sigh... I sulked for a little bit, but then started acting normally again. Mom says that she worries about me being cold (yes, here in California, she worries about me being cold...), so it's a good thing that I'm so good at being dressed up. The thing is, that logic sort of fails since the only part of me that seems really cold are my ears and this dress is a sun dress! Silly, that is what Mom is.

Oh, and she never found the Giants tshirt. She thinks she might have given it away shortly after we moved to our condo. Too many memories of Q who came before and she wanted to try to let go of a small part of that grief.

AND as for the boys, Mom is definitely up to sewing their costumes. Hehe... Soon they shall feel my pain! Muwahahaha!

Can you guess which boy gets which color?

Maniacally purringingly yours,
Chani

Happy 4th Birthday, 9!

Yes, dear friends, it is my darling 9's  4th birthday today. Actually, I'm not sure when exactly he was born, but I know it was some time in October. And since October 25th is my uncle's birthday, my good friend's birthday and the birthday I gave Q who came before, this is a good day for 9's birthday as well.

Tonight, we shall be celebrating with some fresh new treats and maybe some expensive canned food. Anything goes for my sweet, lovely, soulful boy!

Oh the horrors!!!

Dear fureiends, Chani here. Mom finished my snake costume... It's pink and glittery... but oh my goodness...  Can you see how Sheamus Popoki is looking at me as if I've grown a second head? This is somewhat distressing.

Sigh, what is a girl-cat to do? And the boys don't have their costumes yet and Mom's not sure she has time to make them before Halloween. Very depressing to be the only one in costume.

Oh, Mom says that she must work on the head part as it doesn't quite look right. She does have some idea of how to fix it though.

She says she'll try to make the adjustments on the boys' costumes. It's a learning process.

As for me, I shall suffer in silence. As long as I get my cuddle time with her, I'm all right. Still, I can't wait to see the boys in THEIR costumes...

Snoozing on a Saturday

It's been a long week. Time to just rest up and sleep. Snoozing on a Saturday is the best, isn't it? 

Mom apologizes for not taking as many photos of Sheamus Popoki this week. He has not been the most cooperative of kitty models, she says. Sheamus Popoki begs to disagree, of course. Mom just hasn't been home enough to take photos of him.

We hope you have a wonderful weekend!

Flashback Friday

I decided to look at some old photos of 9 and Chani. Do you remember when they were this small? I can hardly believe it.

Chani looked so paranoid when I first adopted her. She's calmed down so much. She's kind of prissy and quite sassy, but to me, she is my little princess who I just adore.

 
They were so tiny and their fur hadn't darkened yet. I remember how they used to snuggle together. Not too much of that happens these days. 9 tends to snuggle with Sheamus Popoki. I'm not sure if Chani is grumpy because of that or the fact she has to share me and our house with two others. She doesn't really want to play with either of the boys. In fact, she tends to hiss and growl at them when they (I mean 9. Sheamus tends to avoid Chani because she tends to whap him in the head for no reason but that he was sitting next to her or is within whappable distance) want to have a good round of THoE. However, I'm not sure how much of her hissing and growling is her being truly upset or her just putting on a show. She is cunning and quite capable of getting 9 into trouble on purpose. Once, 9 and Chani were walking by my parents. 9 just put a paw on her and Chani dramatically fell over. My parents started scolding 9, saying "Be nice to Chani, 9!" as Chani got up and walked away as happy as could be and totally not hurt.  I was shocked and then, just had to chuckle. Oh, and right after I adopted both of them, 9 got in trouble for pouncing on Chani. He got scolded while Chani watched. After the scolding, 9 walked by Chani who proceeded to whap 9. 9 chased her around and she ran off. Fortunately, I saw what she did and told her, "Hey, you started that one. It's all your fault and 9 is not going to get into trouble."

Yes, I talk to my cats as if they understand me completely.

9 always had that serious look. Despite his antics, 9 has always been my main comforter and just plain sweetie pie. He can read my emotions better than any other cat and always knows when I need a cuddle. Truly, it was a blessed day when 9 chose me to adopt him. I remember holding him for the first time and 9 licking my arm. He really knew that I needed him as much if not more than he needed me.

And of course, I have to put in a kitten picture of Sheamus Popoki. He had a bit of an eye infection in this photo, but it cleared up. I am very happy to this boy with me too. A sweetie, a bit dim, but cuddly in a way that neither 9 nor Chani are. For some reason, neither 9 nor Chani like it when I try to hug them while in bed. Both squirm and run away. Sheamus Popoki is more like Q who came before that way. He lets me hug him and pet him and snuggle. When I come home from work, 9 may be the first to greet me, but Sheamus Popoki always rolls on his side and back, presenting his tummy for rubs. It's adorable and reminds me of Q who came before who always rolled over on his back for a variety of reason.

And finally, a picture of Q who came before. I miss him still and it's been over 3 years.  Fortunately, 9, Chani and Sheamus Popoki do distinct things that all remind me of him. It took 3 cats to help fill the Q sized hole in my heart.

Thank you for indulging me this flashback moment! Much more wordy that I usually am.

Tummies on a Thursday

Chani tummy.

9 tummy.

Sheamus tummy.

Yes, they are all lovely to pet. Sheamus' is the softest.  Chani's is soft with an underlying solidity. 9 has the coarsest fur, but his belly is just as wonderful to pet as the other two.

Chani's perch

Chani has two spots in the closet. The lower one where the pajamas are in a bin and the upper one. I had to put a blanket there just for her. I guess it is good that I don't share the closet with any other humans. Sigh...

As for Chani, she's quite pretty while she lounges on the green blanket.

But, she does have to look down below to make sure that Sheamus Popoki minds his manners and doesn't try to sleep on the pajamas... That is also her place, after all. And she must have them both! Although, I did find 9 sitting under her on the pajamas, trying to whap her from below. He was not successful. AND I had to get them both down before they hurt themselves or broke something...

Toesies and Nosies

 9 has such lovely black toesies. So striking against his pure white fur.

And Chani has delicious pink toes. Always makes me think of strawberry ice cream when I see them.

And they both have such lovely boopable nosies...

Marlene's plotting something...

 Dear Furiends,

We found these sketches in Mom's sketch book. We're not sure what is going on at all, but Mom bought some pink felt and sewing thread. We also heard some mutterings about costumes at Petco being too expensive...

 Do you think we should be worried?

Worriedly purring yours,
9, Chani and Sheamus Popoki

9 being stern

Yeah, right. This little boy look stern? I don't think so.

However, he is keeping an eye on me to make sure I post on the blog and doing a very good job of it.

Oooh, it's Tockstober! I shall have to make sure I take proper 'tocks photos very soon. 9! Here's another thing to make sure I do properly!

Warm Laundry. You are mine!

Mine. All mine.

No, you may not have them. No, you may not put them away. They are mine.

Marlene here. I took the laundry out of the dryer. I walked out of the room to get a piece of laundry that had dropped and returned to see Chani on the clothes. There was less than 30 seconds for me to leave the room and for Chani to climb onto the clothes. Granted, she was already sleeping on the bed, but really, hardly any time passed at all. It was very hot in San Jose today, but I think there is enough of a chill in the air for Chani to appreciate the warmth.

Sheamus Popoki learning his lessons

The other day, Chani said that it was very comfortable to sleep on pajamas. I decided to try it out myself. Well, I couldn't sleep on the pajamas because Chani would get mad at me. That is her spot (see, I'm a bit smarter than everyone seems to think in this household). So, I slept in Mom's exercise and pottery T-shirt bin. And I have to say, Chani is right! It is very comfy.

Mom walked in and saw me. She giggled and went for her camera. Then, she gave me some ear skritches and pets. I purred.

Pottery on a Thursday

Hi All, Marlene here. Just wanted to share some of my kitty pottery. The meditating kitty on the right in the picture above sold. As did a few collections of the kitty cards you see below the plates.

I also painted a platter with my yin yang kitties. This platter did not sell, so I donated it to a local rescue for their fundraiser along with another small dessert plate with the yin yang kitties on them

And the above plate also did not sell, so I donated it to The Cat House on the Kings 20th Anniversary Celebration.  The rescue from which I adopted 9 and Chani is loosely affiliated with the Cat House on the Kings and I just felt the need to give a little back to them.

Anyhow, I hope you enjoyed this little side trip of mine. Thank you to 9, Chani and Sheamus Popoki for letting me take over the blog today!

Chani on a Wednesday

Streeeeeetch... Mom says I look much slimmer in this photo than I really am. Seriously, she keeps calling me Princess Chunky Pants. The nerve!

I suppose I shouldn't sulk, but honestly! And really, you, my dear fureinds, had to wait til Wednesday to see pretty me? Seems very wrong to me. Mom! I demand treats and cuddles and warm laundry to lie upon!

Tuesday Toesday

 Gotta love Sheamus Popoki's toes... so cute!!!

And yes, they are totally fun to pet and massage. Very soft fur with warm toesies... sigh...

Man Cat Monday

Ahem, it is I, 9. As the big brofur, I am entitled to start off this post. I am the man cat of the house, of course. You know, humans often take photos of themselves using a cellphone camera or desktop camera and end up with results like above. I'm pretty talented, aren't I? Hehehe... Even without opposable thumbs and relatively short arms, I got a very nice shot of myself.

Now, Mom took this photo of me. I still love to sit in boxes.

Oh, and here I am with my brofur, Sheamus Popoki. I really do love my brofur. He and I romp together and generally have a good time wrestling. I guess I shall let him talk a bit.

Zzzzzzzzzzz... Huh? Oh, I need to talk. But I am so sleepy! And I'm so comfy here on the couch that compliments my orange fur so well.  Zzzzzzzzzz...

Oh yes, I love to sleep with my brofur, 9. He grooms me and I groom him too. We're good that way. Zzzzzzzz...