Curly's Bored

Just never enough excitement for this crazy cat.

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Late Night Cat Wrasslin'

I forgot that I snapped this, last night.

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L.E. Ain't Afraid Of No Twister

He's a cool customer... until a woman comes into the condo.

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Post-Tornado Warning Rainbow

Whoa. It went from horizon to horizon.

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Happier Landlord

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Cabin Fever

Let me out!  Let meowwwww-t!

Thank you.

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OPP: Growing Up Frankie

Barndog's new kitteh is growin' up:

I thought I’d take a minute and give you an update on how my life is going since I left the farm and moved to the capital city.

As you can see, I’ve grown quite a bit. City livin’ is good! The lady at the medical office who stuck me full of needles told my parents that I needed to be fed canned food. She said it’s highly recommended so I don’t get fat. I know that most cats would be loving all that canned food, and I do, but they give me kitten chow too. I’m trying to figure out why there is such a buffet of food around here. The other cats have food that I love to chow down on, and the dog gets some pretty good eating too. When my mom cooks dinner, I love to sit at her feet, push Eve out of the way, and demand a sample of some of their food. I can’t beg enough for that stuff. If the other animals get some, I think I should have theirs if they can’t eat it fast enough. I like sitting in the big chair with my dad (even if Eve is in his lap). When my dad is eating his dinner, I like to climb right on his plate and join into the fun. Food is very important to me.

When I first got here, I’ll admit I was a little bit of a scaredy-cat-baby, but I’ve learned my way around here pretty good, and I’ve got to tell you, these other cats are not all that tough. I can chase Freckles back into the bedroom with about two good lunges. Eve might be slappin’ me around some when she thinks she can get away with it, but I’m ready to pounce at any moment if she gives me any trouble. I’m still giving her a little of the LeCronier charm, and I expect she’ll be falling for my wooful ways any day now. Back on the farm, the dogs had some guts but this city-fied german shepherd is a real wimp. I used to hiss at her, but now I just give her a good head butt and she’s out of my way.



I still like to sleep right between my mom and my dad. It’s warm and the blankets are soft, and this way I don’t miss anything if one of them gets up in the night. People going to the bathroom is exciting and one day soon, I’m going to actually jump down into that bathtub instead of looking down from the edge. I’m getting much better at chasing go-kat feathers and mouse-on-a-wire. Those sparkly feathered mice that Melissa left here last Christmas were certainly unappreciated until I got here. I could just bang those around the floor and into the walls all night long. I don’t like to be left alone in a room and sometimes when I forget where everyone else is, I cry a little bit until someone finds me. I’d appreciate that not getting around much, just like how I let my mom coddle me like an infant and carry me around like a rag doll. That’s got to stay our secret.

My mom’s hands and arms are tasty and I like to bite them as often as she gives me the chance. Six am is a good time to get a grip on her upper arms, and then she wakes right up. So predictable. I’m a little worried because my mom has been working a lot, and I like it so much better when she just brings work home with her. I’m very supportive of her homework, and I let the project team know this too. They’ve watched my bites out of her papers get bigger and bigger. I like to make sure they are more impressed each time I get the chance.

Well, I’ve got to go. They’ll be making dinner soon and I have a lot of inspecting to do. Let Mittens and Flower know that I still miss them a lot, but this place is pretty exciting. There are people around almost all of the time, and I like meeting new people like their neighbors and friends. Everyone always tells me how cute I am and scratches my head. Who couldn’t love that?

Love

Frankie

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Pillow Talk

I love the way he uses the pillow.

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Here's Teh Larry

All up in my lap, defeating my macro lens mojo.

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Larry on the Rail

LarryElvis loves the rail. Curly used to, but now, he very rarely gets up there. I wonder if he's getting afraid of heights in his early middle age...

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Update

Looks like I got a reprieve... sent Comcast $60, and they've opened the hydrant, again. 

Other good news: Looks like I have a buyer for the Vino. Yes, I'm going to miss it, badly, but the rent must be paid, and the bits must flow.

UPDATE TO THE UPDATE: The Vino is sold!  Boo-hoo-hoo.

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Incommunicado

Hey, folx...

Due to lack of funds, it looks like my home connection to the innertubes is at least temporarily on hiatus, so posting will be light for a while.

For D., I'm working on Wonder Woman, and will be sending proofs in the next day or so.

For everyone else, I'll try to check e-mail once a day. In the meantime, enjoy some Curly.

♥

How Much

... is that kitteh in the window?  The one soaking up the afternoon sun?

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He's Making Eyes

... at me. Such a chunky, lovable beast.

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Rail-Roving Weather

A wonderful 70°F, outside, and everything is budding, blooming, and smelling awesome.

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This Is Mine

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Lookin' Down

I think I can make it.

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I'm On Welfare!

Yes, I'm on the dole. I've received my first-ever non-IRS cashola (e.g. tax refund) from the U.S. Government.

George Soros would be so proud!

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Friday Kittehs

The boys, just now.

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I Wish

... he could realize just how uncomfortable this seating arrangement is getting, for me. Of course, as long as he's comfortable, I'm sure he couldn't care less.

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Stubble Bubble

By Mine Own Hand!

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LarryLarryBoBarry

Headin' for Dad for a belly-pettin'.

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Pontificating

Maybe not.  :)

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Midway Through

... my very first self-administered haircut.  

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Spring Goes "Sproing!"

72°F... beautimous!

Curly joins his Dad on the balcony, and is rewarded by a nice Furminator session.

Larry sees the action, and decides he needs to get in on it.

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Waiting For The Sun

... to hit the boards.

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Scene Seen

... around the corner from the Curly condo -- literally 300 yards away. One of the security folx explained the hubbub: John Rich (country dood from Big & Rich) is shooting a music video about the plight of the unemployed Bush Boomers. I guess the nabe is working-blue-collar-middle-class enough to rate as "good scenery" for such a topic.  :)  I offered my services, having had country music video-extra experience AND being a genuinely unemployed homey. Sadly, no.

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Curly Brown Sunshine

It's going to be a beautiful day.

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Confession of an Addict

Yes. This is me, "field-stripping" a filtered cigarette butt, harvesting its remnants of tobacco into a "snack" baggie. 

Money is tight, but I am addicted. I have a large supply of butts (I've been saving them for just such an occasion); enough to fill this bag, I'm sure.

I have a nice li'l pipe, designed for smoking other plant materials, but clean, legal, fresh.

It's a good thang, to Go Galt.  :)

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Bloom County

Whatever TF this is, it's near where I park the scooters, and it's in bloom. And it's purple. Like Barney.

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Squareface Larrypants

Just an odd angle. Heh.

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Talk To The Paw

... 'cause the face ain't listenin'!

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Larry's Ready For His Close-Up

He's such a hideous beast.

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Sunday Is Curly Day

... and he's very impressed.  :)

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Late Night Kittehs

L.E., who just voluntarily jumped off Dad (not a common event!) a moment earlier, and then laid on the floor next to him.

Curly Q, all curly'd up on the back of the sofa.

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Feet

Trying to recall how just 48 hours ago, it was 80°F... and now, it's sleeting/snowing. I wanna be able to go outside barefoot, dammit!

Junior Soprano: "Bunions!  [scoffs] You know how I feel about feet!"

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Daddeh's Bed

... is such a treat, for kittehs that are so sweet.

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Humpday

... which means... more cats.

Curly avoids the tapetum bounce by not looking at me.

L.E. just shuts his eyes to 20%.

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Free DVD Rental Wednesday, Y'all

... and every Wednesday in March (and the first Wednesday in April, thanks to a technical glitch @ Redbox, it would seem).

Today's code (must be used by midnight, CDT): JBG123

Enjoy!

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N-O-O-M

That spells moon!

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Night Pusses

Soooooooo sneaky.

Tapetum!

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Tuesday's Kittehs

Curly tries to figure out why I'm bent over, holding the silver, sometimes-flashy thang on the floor of the balcony.

L.E. is chillin' in the heat -- nearly 80°F!

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