two jays . . .

Actually, this is J's 2 and 3. Three was on the card I received in the mail. They are multiplying. Right now I am into this brown and blue thing to match my studio. Very much fun. Thanks Sheri.

kittens are the most curious little monsters . . .

. . . and Bear and Ninja are finally out of quarantine. At first, we let them explore without the benefit of their bigger brothers breathing down their necks. Tiny Ninja has no fear. She bounded around for a few minutes and then, down the stairs she flew. She did put on the brakes at the bottom of the stairs for maybe two seconds and then she was off. Every nook and cranny had to be explored, sniffed, poked and pounced upon. She appeared from under the sofa with dust bunnies clinging to one ear. Her eyes wide, she was unstoppable. I finally retrieved her and brought her back upstairs to a little more reserved Bear. It isn't that Bear isn't curious, it is just that it is tempered with hesitation. The feeling that back between mom's legs is a good place to be after each short excursion. Gotta love being home base. After a few days of exploration, it was time to meet the BOYS. Moak and Snoop. Surprisingly, Snoop was much better behaved. Moak tolerated Bear's sniffing and then whupped him a good one on the head. This time Bear was half way up my p.j.'s before he calmed down. Snoop on the other hand seems to adore Bear. Ninja not so much. So with very little hissing or pouting, we have enlarged our family to sixteen paws, four noses and 7,952 whiskers. Life is good.

The Bulldog from Bergen County . . .

Anyone see Cinderella Man or know who James Braddock is? He is a prize fighter and one of his many nicknames was The Bulldog from Bergen County. Now that Moak is sporting his new hair cut, Frank has started referring to him and TBFBC. And if you look at him from behind, you'll can see why. Poor Moak resembles not a cat at all but a very stocky bulldog. Good thing we love him.

sometimes it really is a dog's life . . .

Up early to take Kaity to school and Moak to the vet for his "Lion Cut". But first a bath. No problem, I am now use to two little visitors stalking me in the tub. Ninja marches on the edge of the tub. When he stops, another little head pops up between his legs. Bear evidently needs to see what is going on. Well the edge is slippery and most cats at some point in their lives, take a dive. Today was Ninja's day. As I pluck a very surprised, very wet kitten from the water, he looks at me in total amazement. Bear meanwhile, is strolling around the toilet seat intent on the water down below. Too little to stick his head in for a drink, the ingenious little beast sticks one paw in, cups some water and licks it, repeat process until sated. Crack me up.

11:00 the vet calls. Moak is not exactly the most happy camper and they are going to have to sedate him to finish the job. If you are new to my blog, Moak is an almost 20 something pound, long haired, Persian. His hair is matted and he is headed to college on Sunday. He is now sporting a spiffy lion cut. He is not particularly happy to be lacking in the hair department but craves lots of petting since the knots are gone.

Everyone has had their share of adventures for the day. I am sure they would have rather spent the time lazing around but hey, life happens.

yummy, yummy . . .

Frank is loose in the kitchen again. In keeping with fazing out red meat, we are trying to eat more vegetable based meals. I love the flavor of grilled veggies so we have been eating a lot of grilled side dishes. Tonight, we decided to grill red peppers, onions, mushrooms, zucchini, and cherry tomatoes and then toss them in an olive oil base, infused with garlic and shallots and served over angel hair pasta. OMG. Delish!!! The basil, parsley and oregano are still wafting though the house. YUM.

And, the blinds for my studio and Katie's room were finally installed. Sweet.

On the down side, HP sent me my missing power cord. Unfortunately, it is not the right one. I'll be back on the phone with India in the morning. Ugh.

Tomorrow morning, Moak gets packed off to the vet's for a Lion Cut, so he will arrive at college in grand style. In reality, it is for comfort only. His hair gets matted this time of year. Chlorinated water splashes out of the pool and he lays in it. It is sticky and soon so is his fur.

the letter J . . .

Katie came home for the weekend and brought me a present . . . two wooden J's. Since I am up long before anyone else in the house, I played around with the first one this morning. Of course how they slept through all the hammering is a testament to their ability to block me out. Hummm, seems they do that when they are awake too!?! At any rate, I thought I'd share.

winter has come and gone . . .

the last of the seasonal projects is done for the RSS. Winter was the last one. Now I can take a break and work on some of my own projects . . . or spend more time with the kittens!!