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We interrupt this program for some cozy kitteh pron:
Ooops! Flash woke ‘em up:
We now return you to your regularly-scheduled ranting raving bitching bellowing blogging.
Kitteh break and . . . not a minute too soon for me. (one of those little-forest-fire days, or to put it another way – pecked to death by ducks
)
I love the way they cuddle up together.
So snuggly! Squeeeeee!
Yep, Mr. Blue is a real sweetie.
I love the insides of cat’s ears. To look into.
So sweet
It’s Mr Blue with the smile in photo 2, isn’t it.
That is priceless, JJ.
PS: JJ, did you know? The name for the German shepherd puppy is Champ. I don’t know about the other one.
Thanks for reminding me, skdadl, about the presidential dog. Apparently the Obama’s have narrowed their choice down to either a Portuguese Water Dog or a Labradoodle.
Have I mentioned yet how much I love kittehs?
Heh…that reminded me of a line from Babylon 5:
Frank, Champ is the vice-presidential dog. Well, he’s one of two, the second yet to be revealed to us. Jill has to get up to speed on that.
We’re still waiting on word about the presidential pooch, I believe.
Bah…I included a little too much in that quote. JJ, if you can edit comments, could you take out everything from “[first lines]” to “The Narn government no longer recognizes the treaty since it was imposed upon our people by force.”?
Kthanx.
JAB – Done — is that okay?
BTW No, you’ve never mentioned that you love kittehs
not today anyway. We all love kittehs! Kittehs rock!
sassy – That’s how I can tell the fire’s going out — the cats get all cuddled up together on the bed. Otherwise they bask by the fire.
Dr. Prole – This morning I woke up to find myself covered in kittehs, they were stuck all over me like little leeches. Cats are totally shameless about their intentions to use their humans as furnaces.
FF – You like Mr. Blue, eh? She’s really adorable. I’ve never seen such a small, full-grown cat. She’s also the most affectionate of the 3, maybe because we bonded so early… I remember you pointing out when the kittens were only about 3 weeks old that it was clear I was already bonding with Mr Blue — you were right!
orange and beijing – Sometimes there’s nothing to say but “SQUEEEE!”
skdadl – “Champ” — Awwwwwwwww! (I would have said “awwww” no matter what he was named.) Is the second one a male or female? Or do we not have that info yet?
FF – Portuguese Water Dog!? LOL, that’s a pretty rare breed. Nice dogs, though, but I’d prefer the labradoodle. Or better yet, a goldendoodle. There’s one around here, the only one I’ve ever seen close up, and what a nice dog. Very pretty and scary smart (that’s the poodle in it).
skdadl, I understood you were referring to Biden’s dog. Your comment just reminded that I read an article this morning, from this morning’s WaPo I believe, about the Obama’s narrowing their choice of breed.
My mind works very tangentially, I’m pretty much non-linear in many respects. Thankfully, Pale & Dr. Prole are both used to that.
skdadl, I understood you were referring to Biden’s dog. Your comment just reminded that I read an article this morning, from this morning’s WaPo I believe, about the Obama’s narrowing their choice of breed.
My mind works very tangentially, I’m pretty much non-linear in many respects. Thankfully, Pale & Dr. Prole are both used to that.
Yeah, JJ. Mr. Blue picked you right from the git-go.
My two tortoiseshell girls were probably around her size, weighed about 8lbs apiece. It’s quite a bit different now with two males who weigh close to 20lbs each.
Actually had a breakthrough the past couple days. The brown tabby – this is the one that, like Mr. Black, rarely purrs – who I’ve had for nearly 4 years now finally decided yesterday that belly rubs are indeed a good thing. A very good thing. Don’t think he’ll ever purr much though.
Well I’m off for five days tomorrow and I wish I could take my kitteh with me. Saskatchewan will be just as cold as Manitoba, and I just loves the kitteh curling up on my chest at night. Nice and warm and cuddly. Alas, he is not a good traveler.
My guy had a busy day so he is resting
He hasn’t tweaked to the fact that we are leaving but he will once we start packing. Luckily he loves our neighbour/cat sitter who refers to him as Mr. Man.
FF – Did he at least purr while you were giving him the rub a dub dub? Mr. Black *almost* purrs when he’s getting a luxurious tummy rub, but not quite (I can feel vibrations coming from him but I can’t hear the purring). Mr. Blue OTOH is a purring machine, her motor’s almost always running.
Beijing – “My guy had a busy day so he is resting”
Yeah, mine too. They’re all crashed out on the couch resting after a busy day of being crashed out on the bed.
Have fun in Saskabush. BRRRRR!!!! Take your woolies.
JAB I’m being nibbled to death by cats LOL, that’s good
JJ ..the cats get all cuddled up together on the bed
Do they leave room for you?
A few years ago, my dog had 4 doggie friends for a sleep-over. They all made themselves comfortable on my bed before I go there (2 of them were big dogs)!!!!
No, purrs while the belly is being rubbed. But he does the big kneading motion into the air while its happening. He never liked it until a couple days ago – just when i thought I had seen everything with cats.
sassy – “my dog had 4 doggie friends for a sleep-over. They all made themselves comfortable on my bed before I go there (2 of them were big dogs)!!!!”
OMG, that sounds good to me! There’s nothing like a pile of big furry dogs on the bed — I used to have 3 100+lb dogs and they just loved piling on. The female used to squeeze in between me & my husband, then she’d push me further and further away until I fell out of the bed. Dogs! I love them!
Just perfect, JJ. Thanks!
Aaack – punctuation counts.
There should not be a comma where I wrote “No, purrs while the belly is being rubbed”
I meant to write “No, he doesn’t purr while his belly is being rubbed”
Frank — I had a brown tabby once who would ask to have his tum rubbed but it seemed to be part of a ruse. My dad dropped over for a visit one time and A.S. Neill seduced him into giving a him a belly rub and then sank his teeth into his hand, making him bleed. Neill tried luring others in the years that followed but we always warned people.
Neill also used to wake me up at 5:30 every morning by crouching on my chest and pricking his claws into the flesh on either side of my windpipe and staring at me until I woke up angry.
But how angry can you get at a cat?
And oh, to lie down with a pile of dogs. If there’s room left to get in the bed! Best way to sleep that I know of.
OMG, that sounds good to me!
It was, after I was able to get a place on the bed. Being a softie, I did not have the heart to push any of them around so I ran into the kitchen yelling “cookie, cookie” of course they all jumped up and followed me into the kitchen, whereupon I gave them all a cookie and than RAN back into the bedroom and claimed space on the bed.
Yes, they all climbed back onto the bed, settled around me and that was that. Best night ever (well, best night ever with another species)
End of sweet memory story during my weekend (which was totally a dog weekend, consisting of twice daily off-leash park vists, car rides and lots of belly rubs) with:
Max – the Carin Terrier who purred when you held him,
Muffin – the Cockapoo whose ears flopped like wings when he ran.
Keesha – the Shitzu-Lhasa cross who bossed everyone around (and still does),
Casey – the Golden Lab whose very existance defined love,and
Sasper – the Belguim Shepherd who was perhaps, one of the brightest dogs I have ever met.
A.S. Neill? You named him after the pioneer of open education for children?
I’m more of a Mr. Black fan myself, but Mr. Blue is pretty cute in her own right.
Yes, Frank, I did.
Marvelously, Neill’s model is called “democratic education” these days. They were “free schools” in the 60s and early 70s, “alternative schools” in the late 70s and early 80s (till that term became used for schools for variously troubled kids), and now they’re “democratic schools”.
I tend to think of “open” education as a more watered-down version — something a little less threatening to the authoritarian establishment. Allowing the kids *some* choice, but still controlling the agenda behind that. Like, you can choose what you’ll study, but not whether you’ll study, and so on.
But, y’know, lingo.
Interestingly, there’s a world-wide democratic education movement going on these years, but in Canada you’d never know it since we seem to have some of the least activity of that kind taking place within our this country. Windsor House in Vancouver is one school that is involved; some say the only one of its kind in Canada. (Head-scratch.)
Israel has some of the most activity going on — they’ve got a bunch of democratic schools there! (Head-scratch-scratch-scratch.) And there’s one in the West Bank — yes! The Hope Flowers School. hopeflowersschool.org/ The staff at Hope Flowers and some of the Israeli schools used to get the kids together in a bunch of creative ways, but a wall got rammed between them. But this wasn’t their doing.
Yeah, they were called ‘free schools’ when I was a teenager. I actually wish I had that option in my high school years. I wound up being a 15-year old high school senior in a more standard model school system instead. It had its upside and downside.
They were called free schools when I was a teenager, too. I managed to go to one — two, actually, in grade 12 and 13. In Toronto. Once I got loose from the parental terror that I would destroy my life if I went to one of those schools.
I’m sorry you didn’t have that option. But from the sound of it, you turned out all right anyway, if it’s any consolation!