In this week’s extract from my now-deleted Facebook archives, the three-year-old sings a lullaby to Cozy the Cat.
My cat has just discovered that the chair I usually sit in at the kitchen table is perfect for him, so now I will never be allowed to sit in it again.
My cat is doing his very best to convince me to take the day off today.
Look who showed up for work today. Related Links: More Wordless Wednesdays on Caterpickles Caterpickles consults the 12-Year-Old: “What is the Mothman?” (Caterpickles)
It’s Monopoly time at our local Safeway. I play every year and this year, in a Caterpickles Central first, I actually won something–brand new free-except-for-shipping @Shutterfly pet bandanas. I thought my cat would hate this more. How am I not bleeding right now? #cats #stuffoncats
Every once in a while my cat does something that perfectly illustrates the meaning of a word. It’s his superpower. This week, the word he chose was contentment.
The Eleven-Year-Old has officially started the last month of fifth grade. The entire house is pretty much feeling it. Related Links: More Wordless Wednesdays on Caterpickles
Yesterday’s Super Blue Blood Moon got The Ten-Year-Old wondering. Are there ever two new moons in one month? What’s that called?
May your Cat TV be merry and bright this holiday season! Thanks for spending time with us at Caterpickles this year. Related Links: More Christmas posts…
One afternoon after a rough day at school, The Ten-Year-Old tried to calm herself down by picking Canelo up for a hug. He was having none of it. The Ten-Year-Old was disappointed when Canelo ran off instead of giving her the reassuring head-bonk she was looking for, but as always, her curiosity won out. “Mommyo, can cats smell stress?”