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Fabulous Felines – #133 – life on mars

I watched the live stream on February 18 of the Perseverance landing on Mars. I was very excited to see the first photo transmitted from the planet’s surface. Imagine my surprise when Freddie’s head popped up! He’s gone missing before but this is the farthest from home he has ever traveled. Fortunately the Starship Enterprise was in the vicinity and was able to transport him home.

Nobody has been using the cat condo lately so I decided to take it over as a foot rest while watching TV.  Of course as soon as I did that, Frankie figured out it was the perfect place for him to hang out. CATS!

And I wonder why my clothes always come out of the dryer covered with cat hairs. Don’t worry, I had the setting on delicates so he didn’t shrink too much!


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Fabulous Felines – #131 – formerly known as Feline Friday

Frankie says: not only is this a cozy box to hang out in but it also makes a wonderful scratching pad… especially at 2:00am when the sound ricochets around the house.

Frankie and Freddie had a conference when I was out of the house and informed me that they can no longer keep up with the schedule of Feline Friday. This was a huge relief to me and honestly, the only reason I didn’t change it myself was because I thought they were attached to the idea of Feline Friday. We unanimously decided to change the name to Fabulous Felines. 

This photo of Fitzbo (on the top shelf) and Foothill (on the bottom shelf) is a throwback to the late 1980s/early 1990s. Fitz was a girl and Foothill was a boy. They were devoted to each other.  

Freddie just wanted to drop in to remind us that Frankie isn’t the only one who does boxes.


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Feline Friday – #130 – boxes and pillows

No box goes to waste in this house. Frankie used the lid as a scratcher so it got ripped to shreds and the box is now in the recycling bin.

The box that Frankie is sitting on contains unused holiday lights so it’s a little crunchy… but Frankie doesn’t mind.

My apologies for disturbing your nap but no need for swearing!

Sorry Freddie but Frankie beat you to the latest box! You’ll have to wait your turn…

Frankie can keep the box… Freddie is happy with his pillows. 

 


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Feline Friday – #129 – who needs the sun and The Alibi

It’s a beautiful sunny day outside on the deck and balcony. So where are Frankie and Freddie?

Fast asleep indoors in the bedroom. At least Frankie found a bright spot to curl up in.

But Freddie prefers the shade.

 

THE ALIBI

So Frankie, where were you at 4:11 pm yesterday when the tuna went missing?


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Feline Friday – #128 and one half – Freddie skywalker

Freddie likes to hang out in high places. As a human with a fear of heights this gives me the heebee jeebies.

There is a roof top just a couple of feet below but I don’t like him being up there on the ledge. At seven years old he is still a strong jumper and leaps around at the speed of light… but he is getting more clumsy as the years go by.

As I was sitting out on the deck this afternoon I thought about building a catio. There is a nook at the side of the deck with walls on three sides. That would be a good starting point and I could punch a hole through the wall to install a cat door. Freddie won’t be happy but he’ll get used to it.

This seems like a workable project for a handyman. Off to Home Depot to look for supplies!


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Feline Friday – #127 – Freddie the wanderer

A couple of weeks ago Freddie disappeared for over eighteen hours. I searched all his favorite places in the house and on the balcony and deck. But no Freddie.

I was already imagining my life without him. Being able to type on my keyboard with no interference. Being able to look at my computer screen without peering over a heap of fur.

Being able to sleep through the night without a giant lump crash landing on my stomach at 2:00am. Having all the bed covers to myself without having to fight for a small corner of the duvet.

Enjoying a glass of wine on the deck without having it knocked out of my hand. Making a tuna salad without fending off his snout in the middle of the bowl.

Ahhhh…. a peaceful, Freddie-less life!

Then he showed up meowing at my front door covered in dirt from head to tail. He ate about five-days worth of food. Then he flopped down on my desk… too exhausted to wash himself.

It would have been great if he had a GoPro camera on his head so I could know where he went. And to know how he got out. Did he fall off the roof? Did he climb down a tree? Freddie isn’t talking so I may never know.

Right now I am trying to push and shove Freddie across the desk. He isn’t budging. Life is back to normal…


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Feline Friday – #126 – testing out napping places

 

Frankie is shopping for a new place to take a nap. He’s trying this one on for size… hmmm… maybe not.

 

Perhaps this one’s a little better? Doesn’t quite do it.

 

Ah, this one’s good… plenty of space to spread out… but it’s a little on the damp side… Will he ever find the right place?

 

 

Yes, I think he found the perfect spot… it comes complete with a radio/CDplayer and a TV… and the laptop makes a great bed… everything he could possibly need.


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Feline Friday – #125 – two heads are better than one

Frankie and Freddie say two heads are better than one. Sharing a meal with a friend is so much nicer than eating out of your own dish.

In Culver City restaurants are only allowed to offer outside dining during the coronavirus pandemic so Frankie and Freddie are complying in order to do their part.

After lunch there’s a mandatory siesta period.

I feel a nap coming on myself.

 

 


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Feline Friday – #124 – sweet banana peppers and geraniums

Sorry, the scanner is occupied right now… you’ll have to wait.

Frankie is keeping the sweet banana peppers warm so they ripen faster.

Frankie thinks he is camouflaged as a geranium… it almost worked.

Freddie has perfected the art of napping… if he can’t see you, you can’t see him!

Such a sweet little face on such a naughty cat!

Freddie studying something very intently… staring for long periods of time is one of his talents.

 

Freddie taking a little walk in his sleep… at the end he responds to his name.


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Feline Friday – #123 – Frankie and Freddie doing their thing

Most Tuesday afternoons you’ll find me at the Culver City Farmers Market buying fresh local produce. Of course, anything new that comes into the house has to be checked out by the Inspector in Chief, Freddie. He gave everything an A+ rating but was disappointed there was no tuna. Update: I decided to make a tuna salad for dinner and he did get his share.

Don’t you wish you could be like Frankie and at any given moment you could curl up on an old box and fall asleep?

Next time I’m going to adopt miniature cats so they fit better on the desk.

Just a lazy afternoon on the deck.

I think this is about the 1,274th time Frankie has shoveled all the pens and pencils out of the pencil cup. I have several around the house for convenience and they all end up like this.

Freddie watching the squirrels out of the living room window.

I bought a case of industrial size toilet paper rolls (twice the size of normal rolls). We can only use single ply in our plumbing and it was hard to find. This had really good reviews on Amazon and actually I like it even better than my usual brand as it’s quilted. Frankie wondered when he could have the empty box… sorry, not for a long time. Now I’m ready for the next TP emergency!

Do you see Frankie’s eye peering out of the opening in the box? He was watching me working on the computer… it was rather eerie to look up and see his squinty eyeball.

This is the box he was occupying. I have hundreds of years’ worth of negatives from my old film cameras. I keep threatening to scan them all into Photoshop “one of these days” so I can work on them. In the meantime they make a comfy bed for Frankie.

I read that the best way to absorb vitamin D from the sun is through the legs and feet. I mentioned this to Frankie and he thought that sounded like a good idea.

I used to call my dear departed feral cat Pharoah, “The Pillow King” as his favorite spot to take a nap was among the pillows on the love seat. He was the color of the desert sand and blended in so well you couldn’t tell where he ended and the pillows began. Freddie has since attempted to take his place but he just doesn’t blend in as well… good try though!