Skip to content In case you haven’t noticed, I’m a cat person. It’s been this way since I was five and I played with the Maine Coon across the street from my house. This is how long I’ve wanted a cat, something my mom wouldn’t allow because she claimed allergies.* When I moved out on my own at … Read more
Stripey is a natural jumper. As a kitten, she would launch herself from the floor into the freezer to cool off whenever my roommate or me would be rummaging.She was small enough that she could find a space just for her. Since then, there have been no freezer-jumping shenanigans. A few mishaps with closed closets, … Read more
Earlier this month (and late February), I blogged about superstition, ritual, and habit. These were geared towards you and I, but cats have their version of each too. Like The Stripey One. SuperstitionStripey believes that we’re trying to poison her. Whenever we offer her people food, she sniffs at it. Yes, this is what cats … Read more
This is Cheyenne. I generally call her Kitty. You’ll see reference to her here, on Twitter, and Facebook as The Stripey One, or Stripey for short. She was my first non-imaginary or non-fish pet and I love her, even though she’s stand-offish and prefers to stare at you from across the room or attack your … Read more
I previously stated how my cats are the best form of distraction ever. I still hold to that, but would like to add a disclaimer: DISTRACTIONS ARE BAD WHEN THEY HIT BEFORE DAYLIGHT. In case you’ve never seen the cats, look here: Cute, huh? They are the devil incarnate. Cheyenne (the stripey one) is viciously … Read more