I caught Smokey chasing her tail again today. She’s seven years old and still chases her tail. Though, when I tried to take a picture, she stopped, sat down, and stared at me. At least she knows how to pose for a picture, I just wished she had continued with the chasing of her tail.
Here’s my pretty kitty.
Now if I could only get the camera flash to quit making her eyes glow….
I decided to get some group photos of the kits. And what better time to get them together then when their eating.
So here’s food time group time pictures!
Food time is literally a mess. As soon as the back door is opened, they all come running. Sometimes Black Spot just won’t wait. He reaches out and grabs the cups from my hands. That makes an even bigger mess.
Most of the cats get fed back at my papa’s shop, or my uncle Fredy’s house, but some of them make their way up to grandma’s. But my cats are the ones that usually eat at grandma’s.
This winter, instead of piling blankets on the back porch for the cats, we’ve decided to use one of my grandma’s garden barrels. She uses them to water her garden in the summer, but since she’s not using them in the winter, we stuffed them full of hay my papa got. It was suppose to be for the dogs, but we some for the cats. If we didn’t, the cats would have snuck in and slept with the dogs. Max wouldn’t mind, he likes the cats, but Pig isn’t as friendly with them.
This winter, my grandma and grandpa got a wood burning stove and they like to sit under it and around it. They don’t sit around it for long, because Max’s house is right beside it and his chain reaches that far. And when he gets into a playful mood, they run. He’s nice to them, but when you have a large dog trying to play roughhouse with a small cat, it just doesn’t work out.
This winter I’ve had to change their water more then last year. (or at least it seems I have) In the mornings it’s frozen over, and when I get back from school it’s frozen over again. And there’s no telling how many times grandma changes it between morning and the end of school.
I’m a little surprised their bowl hasn’t broken. I made sure to get them a strong one, but this is ridicules! I beat it against the cement under the back porch to break the ice and it hasn’t even dinted. Not that’s it bad, I such thought by now I would have to replace it. Their other dish didn’t last long, but it was made out of plastic. I don’t know what this one is.
I’m defiantly going to have to clean it soon. I know cats can drink dirty water, (and they do it all the time) but I don’t like my cats drinking out of their dish when it’s coated with that green mold like stuff. EW! If I wouldn’t do it, I don’t want them doing it.
I got some more pictures of my cats. It took forever to get them to stand still, but I finally got them. The hardest one to get was of Playful Twin. I got like a hundred, but none of them were good. My brother had to help me by getting his attention while I took the picture.
Vanilla and Strips were easy, I just took them when they were sitting down. Though, I don’t think Vanilla was paying attention to what I was doing, that’s how I got her.
Playful, no matter what I did, couldn’t get him to look at the camera, so I got a good picture, he’s just not looking at you.
Bissy was easier then Vanilla and Strips. But that’s only because once you get Bissy’s attention, you can’t lose it unless he’s tired or getting to walk away. He’s very suspicious of people.
I was able to get the twins together. They love taking pictures together. They always pose for me when their together, but when I try and take individual pictures of them, they won’t cooperate. If only I could get the triplets in the same picture. But it’s very rarely that their ever that close to each other. Vanilla and Chocolate like sitting together, but as soon as Black Spot sees you, he runs to you.
Maybe one of these days I’ll be lucky enough to get one of them together.
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