Oh, Food!!!

Yep, spent Christmas at my mother's place, with my brother, my sister and my nephew (big sis' son). And yes, the Supreme Empress, Ylva of the Sharpest Claws, was very much present as well.

And that means food, and lots of it!

Poor thing's been pooped out on the couch, since we got home Christmas day. She's only made token appearances at my feet or on the back of my chair, before heading back to the couch to continue her impression of a rug.

I made sure she got some of her 'yummier' food on Christmas eve, while we feasted on our traditional Christmas dinner. Didn't last long before the little Empress was present and accounted for, circling the dinner table and the occupants of it, like a smallish, silver tabby shark! Making puppy eyes at anyone that would look in her direction. My brother had to make his feelings known... 'You're a cat? You're sure you're a cat? You're begging worse than a dog!' His meaning was that at least dogs gave up, after a few fruitless attempts. The Empress would do no such thing!

Oh, but all the plants... Oh, all the plants... and all the dirt she kicked out of their pots! And the really big plants, she loved those, she fit right into the pot with the plants. You better believe she moved into the pots!

And all the playtime and attention she kept getting, she lapped it up!

My sister discovered, to her absolute horror, that she might be allergic to cats. Not that it did anything for her to keep her hands away from the furry Empress, mind you. So, there my sister was, blisters forming, hive breaking out, itching from head to toe, cuddling the furball! Or trying to, that is, Ylva does, as usual, not enjoy being held in any way, shape or form. That's just the way of things.

She did make for a shy, almost timid kitten, but she warmed up. Though, she ran like the Devil himself was chasing after her tail, whenever my sister stood up, or came walking down the hallway. Not really sure why... On Christmas day, she'd warmed up enough that we kept having to fish her out of the pots, meant for plants only! And playing, playing with anything that moved... or not, as the case was with my brother's poor toes.

We got home around midnight, she took a token stroll around the apartment, then pooped out on the couch. She's pretty much remained there, ever since.

That's it for me, for now... I'll be taking Ylva's lead in a little while, and go search for my bed...

Another week...

... a few new scratches... Good news is that Kiri's back! Bad news is that Kiri's back and more swamped than ever...

We'll never win, will we?

Ylva has been a little more agreeable to pose for pictures, not very agreeable, but she's stood or lied still long enough for me to get some less fuzzy images to show the world.

Hang on... hang on... I just need to pull this frickin' mouse out of my ear...

Aaah, there it was!

Wanna see if it can fly?


Another hard days... play?

Kiri has already been given ample opportunity to coo over the new pictures (don't deny it! I know you were coo'ing, I heard you all the way over here!), so now it's time for the public to get their opportunity to lavish their attention on her.

Go ahead, lavish her with praise and admiration, she laps it up, oh so eagerly!

One more day to go before the weekend, I've made it through another week without my arm falling off or losing my mind. Though, it's not that far off. Then I'll have one more week before my vacation. No more work until January 2. It's going to be wonderful!

I tried lying down on the couch when I got home today, trying to entice Ylva into joining me for a pre-play cuddle. Not having it! Ylva wanted play and rough-housing immediately! I gave up.

My hands are a mess, and I have five perfect punctures in the side of my neck. Those she gave me when she was about to fall off her perch behind my head a couple of days ago. She hung there, claws dug into my neck for a few seconds, before giving in to the inevitable and allowing herself to fall to the floor. Me? I was bleeding from five tiny holes in my neck, how do you think I was feeling? I'm still hurting!

She's snoozing on the couch again, so I'll just get into the kitchen and make myself some dinner...

Later!

She’s Alive!!! Oh, and some pictures of the Wonderkitten...

Who is? Kiri, of course!

She finally checked in. Swamped, overworked – but alive! Ye Gawds, I’ve missed her!

My ADSL connection remains unstable. An error report have been filed and closed, citing they can’t find anything wrong with my line. An hour and a half after I got that message on my cell phone, it went back down again. I called and they re-opened it.

Funny thing is, it seems to come back up every time I call customer support, then it goes down again a couple of hours later. It’s frustrating as hell, especially since they’re testing for errors while it’s up. That’s not gonna make them any wiser as to what’s the what.

I shared some pictures of Ylva with Kiri, as she’s grown a lot since the last pictures she saw. There was a lot of Aaaaw’ing coming through the AIM after that. I suspect there was also some Coo’ing at the pictures that she didn’t let me in on.


In mommy’s bed, playing with one of her favorite toys.


So very, very tired. ‘Lemme sleep, would ya?’


Queen of the world! Well, the recliner, anyway…


YOW! Bright light, BRIGHT LIGHT!!!

Some of the pictures I managed to snap off are a little fuzzy. Told you she’s a moving target, didn’t I? She’s got no patience for posing, that’s for damn sure.

My vacation request went through. I get the week between Christmas and New Year’s off. Cool beans, that means I can actually be a little social when my sister and nephew arrive. Only two more weeks, then I get a whole week off. I’m counting the days.

Wow! It took nearly an hour to get the pictures uploaded. Told you my ADSL line is behaving badly.

Time for bed, Good Night.