Sunday, November 15, 2009

Football and Cats

Ok, first of all, WHO DEY BABY! We beat them ugly Steelers once again! Good game though. But dang this feels so good. Sorry guys, there's always next year though. It's the year of the Cat!
Ok, on to the rest of the post. And sorry in advance for so many pictures today. I guess I'm making up for the non-pic days unintentionally.
We had a photo shoot this morning - of course the sun broke through the clouds completely AFTER we were done. But it's ok. We had a good photo shoot.

I tried to get a picture of one of the boys in the box, but it didn't work. It's not so much that it's up on the side, it's that they really didn't feel like being photographed yet, and I was an intruder!


A few minutes later, I got the crazy idea of trying to get some carrier shots like the ones I took a few years back.
Curzon was first. He didn't go willingly but he didn't put up that bad of a fight either, but that's normal.

Curzon got out and Nimbus was closest, so Nimbus was next. Usually when he gets "crated" the carrier gets undone, then put together again over him because he's such a strong fighter. But I wasn't going to that degree. But he put up one hell of a fight, and after 5 minutes of trying and trying, he finally went in - ass first!

As you can see, both twins came to investigate, Queen Jaz first, then King Cur. Well, I decided to let the boy out as he was doing his darnedest to get out, and I was afraid he was gonna injure himself or break the new carrier, and trust me he was out like a rocket. That one pic above is the only one that came out clearly. He ran for the bathroom, where he stayed until he saw I wasn't coming after him and then he came out but he kept his distance from me. I do have a tendency to pull multiple sweeps on the same cat, so he knows better. But I wasn't up for wrestling a second time either.


Jadzia was next, and she'd half-walked in by herself, but she thought about getting out. I gave her a little nudge and she went in and laid down. This really needs to be her carrier, not so much because it fits her best, but because if Nimbus isn't hogging the big carrier, Curzon is. She needs her own safe spot, just like every Queenie!


So anyways, that's what we did this morning. We sat up all morning, took some pictures, the twins and I got some snuggle time in (they even held each other - I wish I could've gotten a pic of that), and Nimbus got to gabbing as he brought in their favorite toy while I had the twins with me still. We're all happy that our Cats won, so we're going to kick back and enjoy this feeling. The other beans are still out savoring the victory, but that's quite alright. I was ready to leave, but not until the game was over. I hope everyone had a good weekend and I'll see ya'll the next time around. Hopefully I won't make you wait so long for the next round of pics!

5 comments:

Mr. Hendrix said...

WhoDey baby! Whoo hooooo! This is the year of the cat! WhoDey gonna beat them Bengals? Not the Ravens and not the slimy Steelers for sure! Yippieeeeee!

Mommy took some pics of me in my Bengals bandanna this morning. I do not deal with photo shoots well either. You got some great shots of the kitties! I hate my carrier. It always means a trip to the VET. yuck.

WhoDey!!!!!

Annie Bear said...

Wow...you got a lot of great shots of your kitties! I love the peakaboo pictures especially. So cute!

dArtagnan Rumblepurr/Diego Hamlet Moonfur said...

Peekaboo WE see you!! (and we're happy we do!)

Jamie said...

You take the best cat pics - I try to take pics of mine all the time, but they are most incooperative. I swear they know what I'm doing and just flat refuse.

Have a good week. :)

The Island Cats said...

Love all your pictures! Well...except maybe the PTU ones. PTU = Prisoner Transport Unit. We're not too fond of it!

Glad your team one...our team (the Lions) did not fair so well...but then again, we didn't expect them to!