You won't recognise yourself

[lizblackdog]

This is my cat.

In other news, been for my smear test and now feel all sore and disgruntled in the girl parts. Cheered myself up by getting Mum to stop at the pet store on the way back, where I scored the catnip and petted the store's African Grey. Apparently said Grey doesn't usually like people, but I haven't lost my touch. I spoke to him quietly for a few minutes, bobbed my head and didn't stare, touched his foot very gently in an "I'll stop the moment you tell me to" sort of way, and he bent over and asked me for head scritches. Want. Parrot. Can't. Have. Argh!

Have also been to Sainsbury's searching for Guinness Marmite. They haven't got it yet but the customer service lady assures me it's on order, so I will be getting some.

- also, what part of the HTML in the posting-pictures routine makes all the fucking paragraph breaks disappear? I've had to put them all in as HTML commands. *grumble*

Comments

[arkady.livejournal.com]

Aww, your black-and-white cat looks like redcountess and reddragdiva's little black-and-white girl, Madam!

Madam has disappeared; she didn't come home for supper last night and there's been no sign of her today. I'm a little reassured though by our neighbour two doors down who says he's seen her the past couple of days, exploring his garden. I guess she's just having so much fun exploring that she can't be bothered to come home yet - besides, we know from past experience that she's a demon scavenger and an excellent hunter, so she's highly unlikely to starve.

[kyra-neko-rei.livejournal.com]

Wow, they are big! Hamish is larger than Cassie!

Ooooh, parrot. Also want.

[slave2tehtink.livejournal.com]

Awwwh, where is Saffron cat?

I lovelovelove Naamah's beautiful colors, though, and if I lived closer you'd have to live in constant fear of me spiriting her away to my Palace Of Allergens.

[lizblackdog.livejournal.com]

Saffron was practising being invisible. She never appeared at all, the little rotter. She doesn't trust me any more after the spay incident; she just vanishes as soon as I go in the room.

[gwenhyffar.livejournal.com]

At least yours can imbibe together, when I give mine nip, HWSAMUHB goes "ALL MINE, ALL MINE! ME NO SHARE, GO AWAY GRAAAH!"

[cottonmanifesto.livejournal.com]

yay stoned cats! :)

guinness marmite!! i can almost taste it!!

[christinuviel.livejournal.com]

*dead of the cuteness* So pretty!!!!!

[miz-geek.livejournal.com]

Heeeee
Cats on nip are so funny!

[greenmood.livejournal.com]

That first one (the black & white) looks just like my lil' Sydney. I actually thought it was her the first time I glanced at it. Aren't the white whiskers so funny? Sydney looks like an old man. Hehehe.

[greenmood.livejournal.com]

And omg I just realized she's sitting on your bathtub, right? Syd does that too! She camps out in the bathroom like it's her personal private space, and hangs out in the tub quite a lot.

[lizblackdog.livejournal.com]

Why did I not get this comment emailed?

Does Syd dangle her tail in your bathwater? Cassie always does. It looks particularly silly when it's a foamy bubble bath and she walks off with a puff of it on her tail...

[greenmood.livejournal.com]

LOL. She walks between the inner and outer shower curtains while I'm showering. Once she fell in, and my immediate reaction was to *leap* out of the shower lest I be clawed to death by frantic wet kitty.

[ghost07.livejournal.com]

Oh, Good Heavens, I love Hamish! Oh, I love Cassie and Naamah, too, but Hamish! He's a gorgeous boy!

the above userpic shows my cats immediately after imbibing in catnip...they move away from each other with a toy each, and snarl...MINE!

Then Giddy goes and throws up...oh well...

Hamish reminds me of a great big grey tiger I had, called Virgil...Virgil was the biggest cat I have ever had...he used to sit on the jogcart when I exercised the horses, riding around the track with me. Then, every New Year's Eve, I would give him a whole box of catnip; he would stagger about half the night, drunk as a skunk, and the next morning, when I got to the stable; there would be Virgil, stretched out on a trunk and looking pathetic with a hangover. I'd have to rig up a hammock and he would spend the entire day laying in that hammock.

He would take walks with me, too, I lost him when we strayed too close to the canal and an alligator zipped up and took him for dinner...(this was in Pompano Beach, Florida; I hadn't known alligators could move that fast...later, a lady told me they'll take a dog the size of a collie...wish she had told me sooner.

Anyhow, your cats are absolutely lovely.