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August 31, 2007
By: Kevin Drum

FRIDAY CATBLOGGING....Today it's all Domino, all the time. Last weekend Marian's sister brought up an antique bench doohickey she was no longer using, and it has quickly become the New Favorite Thing™ for both cats. Mostly, though, it's become Domino's property, as Inkblot has decided instead to take possession of the table that we moved out of the way to make room for the bench. It's exactly the same table we've always had, but it's now about three feet away from where it used to be, which of course makes it New and Fascinating.

Anyway, Domino loves the bench, and thanks to her humans' clever opposable thumbs she was also able to discover the Secret Hiding Place inside the bench — which she also loves. Turns out it also provides a nice, warm light for picture taking, so I figured I'd show everyone both the inside and the outside. That means no Inkblot picture this week, but them's the breaks. He'll be back next week.

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A responsible cat owner would remove the lid to that bench or lock it shut so that a curious cat couldn't be trapped inside.

Posted by: Nemo on August 31, 2007 at 3:17 PM | PERMALINK

I hope Domino appreciates how she's fallen into the lap of luxury. Talk about the life of Riley!

There was a quote on my cat calendar yesterday that went something like: The dog is fed by the human and thinks "he/she must be god." The cat is fed by the human and thinks "I must be god."

Good thoughts, please, from the cat loving community for my Jasmine who was just diagnosed as diabetic. She's not too happy about the twice daily insulin shots, but she's doing better.

Posted by: d on August 31, 2007 at 3:18 PM | PERMALINK

As Van would say, "oh, oh, Domino..."

And from a human diabetic, d, good luck with Jasmine.

Posted by: Vincent on August 31, 2007 at 3:21 PM | PERMALINK

What'd I tell you? Inkblot has sprouted wings, but Kevin doesn't want us to know.

I wouldn't have to give Shadow shots, or anything else she didn't want. Good thoughts, d.

Posted by: thersites on August 31, 2007 at 3:28 PM | PERMALINK

Domino has a wide stance.

Posted by: Michèle on August 31, 2007 at 3:35 PM | PERMALINK

precious creatures. thanks for sharing.

Posted by: mestizo on August 31, 2007 at 3:38 PM | PERMALINK

As always, great Friday cat blogging! And, do watch that top of the bench.

Posted by: phoebes on August 31, 2007 at 3:41 PM | PERMALINK

Is Domino gaining Inkblot's weight?

We always wanted one of those benches - so we built one from a plastic patio chest and added fabric and cushion.

Posted by: Crissa on August 31, 2007 at 3:46 PM | PERMALINK

HA!! Crissa, I noticed the same things weeks ago! Domino's getting chubby, I tell ya.

Posted by: Frenchdoc on August 31, 2007 at 3:57 PM | PERMALINK

I don't think we need to worry about the top of the bench. This is Kevin's cat, after all, not Schrodinger's.

And I know what you mean about moving the furniture around and watching the cats react to their Totally New environment. Anything moved means they suddenly have to re-memorize where Everything Is.

Of course, the whole point of a well-fed housecat doing the rounds of its territory every morning and evening is to make sure Everything Is Where It Is Supposed To Be. (Not that they actually do anything about it if it isn't.) To be sure, they don't mind if they find any small living cat toys as they do their rounds, especially if it's one of those little squeaky gray ones with the deliciously twitching tail....

Posted by: Diana on August 31, 2007 at 4:06 PM | PERMALINK

Cats !

Can more taco blogging be on the schedule ?

"All animals except Man know that the ultimate purpose of life is to enjoy it" - Samuel Butler

Posted by: daCasacadian on August 31, 2007 at 4:11 PM | PERMALINK

Of course, I meant to say:

"I wouldn't want to have to give my Shadow shots, or anything else she didn't want. Good thoughts, d."

This damn job of mine is a distraction from the important things.

Posted by: thersites on August 31, 2007 at 4:20 PM | PERMALINK

...to make sure Everything Is Where It Is Supposed To Be." Posted by: Diana on August 31, 2007 at 4:06 PM

LOL. Mine do their rounds to make sure that them other dang cats aren't where they shouldn't be. It is humiliating to jump up on the table of one's choice, only to be slapped off'n it by a usurper.

The shock is enough to make one sit and lap one's paw in thought, whilst plotting revenge.

Posted by: Zit on August 31, 2007 at 4:32 PM | PERMALINK

. . . the other white meat. . .

Posted by: osama_been_forgotten on August 31, 2007 at 4:36 PM | PERMALINK

Yeah, Kevin. Whatever.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I see an oblivious dove that needs my attention.

Posted by: Inkblot on August 31, 2007 at 5:03 PM | PERMALINK

What, we have a two pic limit on catblogging?

Posted by: Brian on August 31, 2007 at 5:30 PM | PERMALINK

Best wishes for Jasmine, d. I'm dreading that possibility with my obese Siamese. She's a handful just giving her her flea medicine.

BTW, there's not a chance in hell Inkblot could get that bench open from the outside, and if she does it will certainly be simple enough to get open from the inside. Cats can also be notoriously LOUD when they want something...

Posted by: bigcat on August 31, 2007 at 5:48 PM | PERMALINK

Correction: there's not a chance in hell Domino could get that bench open...

Posted by: bigcat on August 31, 2007 at 5:54 PM | PERMALINK

This is the well-known Hidey-Hole Attraction Principle. Cats find closets, cupboards, drawers, boxes, containers of all kinds, shapes and forms utterly irresistible.

Except, of course, cat carriers.

Posted by: Yellow Dog on August 31, 2007 at 6:28 PM | PERMALINK

I convinced our cats the cat carriers were miraculous things one summer when we were invaded by fleas: We had put the carriers in a windowless, internal room where no fleas could enter, and then gave the cats Advantage while putting down barriers and carpet cleaners in the rest of the house.

The cat carriers became known as the 'sleepy place that doesn't itch' and so the cats loved them ever more.

At least until the next vet visit.

Posted by: Crissa on August 31, 2007 at 8:13 PM | PERMALINK

Help...Speaking of cats staking out new territory, I was reading these comments with my Toshiba laptop. I left the room only to return to find my darling cat, Izzy, sitting on the keyboard. I quickly and gingerly lifted her off.

The window size once 14" x 9" (full screen) is now 10" x 8". Non of the relevent Fn toggles can change this. What did Izzy just do and how do I undo it?

What a cat.

Posted by: Keith G on August 31, 2007 at 8:21 PM | PERMALINK

Lovely cat, neat bench thingy.

Posted by: Helena Montana on August 31, 2007 at 8:40 PM | PERMALINK

Is it just me, or are Domino's pupils dialated differently in the right picture because of the light? Now that I've noticed, I can't stop staring...

Posted by: Ghebs on August 31, 2007 at 9:11 PM | PERMALINK

I particularly like the gaze Domino gives to the camera.

Exactly like my two -- Princess and Sox.

Says "What are you doing with that camera? Get lost, human. Do you not understand that we are here to pleasure ourselves?"

Posted by: wileycat on August 31, 2007 at 9:39 PM | PERMALINK

The "Secret Hiding Place inside the bench" looks like a great place for a litter of kittens. Too bad Domine's been fixed.

There could have been the pitter patter of little inkblots fur puffs with pear shaped butts rolling around inside the hiding place, but alas, it's not to be.

Posted by: Me_again on August 31, 2007 at 10:32 PM | PERMALINK

I think Domino and or Inkblot threads deserve at least 600 comments.

Posted by: Linus on September 2, 2007 at 8:08 PM | PERMALINK




 

 

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