The PO'M Eats My Earring!

You are too silly, Paddy O'Malley!

Well, that's a bit of a stretch...the big guy attempted to eat my earring!  How I snapped this photo, I'll never know, because the tugging on my pierced earlobe was NOT fun.  Goes to show the lengths that The PO'M will go to, if he feels that I'm not giving him my full attention.

Toesie Tuesday

Sweetie is beautiful!

Chillaxin'

Due to the extra-warm temperatures in Michigan, I have spent a fair amount of time inside the house, next to the window air-conditioner, but also outside on the back deck, in the cool shade.  Sweetie and I had a long one-on-one fest, while The PO'M was snoozing in the garden somewhere.  Usually, if I show up in the backyard, Paddy appears quickly, but this time he stayed wherever he was, and Sweetie received 100% of my attention. 

I hadn't noticed before that her paw pads are pink on one foot, and black on another!  She has fearsome claws, which one would expect from an outside cat.  In addition to modeling for me, she head-bunted my sides and back as I sat, and allowed me to brush her, and to pet her tummy while she stood on her feet.  I know this quiet time together was very special for me, and I hope it was for her too. 

Eastside Cats Has Visitors!

Seriously, like...in the flesh, real PEOPLE visiting us!  My dear Bro-in-Law and wife were able to sit a spell with us recently.  Not only was The Hubby and his brother raised in the house that is now our home, but they lived here for awhile too after marriage.  So, they were visiting both us and their old place.

Manny and Chili Bruce were very keen to meet the new humans, and proceeded to entertain us with jumps onto counters and tables during our yakkety-yakking.  They sniffed shoes, heads, fingers, and investigated like crazy. 

Although we keep in touch via online media, it's beyond terrific to see The Hubby's family in purr-son.  These folks are fun, intelligent, interesting, and good-natured.   We traded our favorite book titles back and forth, and The Hubby talked to his brother about some updates planned for the house.

They surprised us with gifts, in condolence for losing Chucky, and for adopting Da Boyz.

Old-timey bank,
Cat on a rocking chair

Side view
The eyes wink open and closed!

Black Cat Cookie Jar
(Difficult to get a good image, due to the shining glaze)

I put the cookie jar on the shelf with my other black cat figures for scale.

Completely unexpected, and we love these pieces!  Thank you again, C & P, and we hope to see you both again soon.

Our relatives are GREAT artists, so here is a shameless plug for them: Denison Art Studio.  They also TNR'd a momma cat and her five kittens 'way back before it was commonplace; they had to search for a veterinarian who would even spay 'wild' cats.  All but one were caught in a humane trap; the last kitten was caught using a box and a stick, just like in the cartoons of old.  The Hubby and I didn't even have cats in our lives back then, so that tells you something.  My in-laws are great lovers of nature, and their constant biking, kayaking, traveling, and making art make me feel like a slacker in comparison.  I am their biggest devotee to their art, although The Hubby claims he's known them longer, and therefore should have that title.  *shrug*