Y’all know Zoey, Rowan’s truck kitten, right? She’s home again for the week, having a wonderful time playing with the boys, & fits VERY nicely into a preemie size t-shirt. It’s definitely too small on Loiosh though. But he was VERY patient & wore it for maybe five minutes. We’ve also had a Visitor Cat […]
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When I first met Major Tom, that wasn’t even his name yet — he was called Tom, or Tom Tom, as befits the feral tom that’s been hanging around the back yard. The above picture didn’t happen until I’d known him for a month or three; at first, he wouldn’t get within twenty feet of
mostly because he’s the only one of the lot who’ll happily follow along without buggering off somewhere & winding up across the street, YES, I’M TALKING TO YOU, LOIOSH Me & my roommate Inoru went off walkies a day or two ago; I’d spotted a hrse skull I wanted to pick up, & they wanted
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I’m as far as I can get on the front window until the hinges come in, so I moved on to the next bit. Tyrava’s side door gets a bit of leaking going on when it rains, so that’s my next project — or at least part of it, because the weather had opinions too.
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I’ve been gently reminded that I haven’t been posting enough cat pictures so here is an attempt to change that. Also Major Tom is REALLY patient.
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I woke up this morning with a snuggly Hades. Eventually, though, it was window time.
inventing a window, part II, trim Read More »
First off this is how Loiosh spent his birthday. I gave thought to doing the same but I’m glad I didn’t, cos I finally got outside to work on Tyrava again for the first time since Estrella.
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Heck YEAH I stopped there for the night, it was too sweet a spot not to. I’m pretty sure that picture of Tyrava is an oops, but it’s nicely dramatic, so what the heck.
Estrella, the way home: Timber Camp II Read More »
Today, April 25th, is Loiosh’s birthday, as near as I can reckon. He’s twelve. I can’t believe it’s been twelve years. He was such a wee tiny butthead! & now he’s a full-size butthead who won’t let me get any sewing done. On May 1st, it’ll be The Vagabond Tabby’s twelfth birthday! I’ve been doing
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