So, do tell us the x-acto knife accident story. I have very weak hands, and am scared to death of cutting myself in my crafting adventures.
Back in June I got a box from Amazon that was just the perfect size for a cat cave. I decided I’d cut a door in the front, and put it in the fireplace in the dining room, where Newt likes to hang out. I got the door cut, and then I was all “Oh, you know what would be cute? A cat-shaped window in the side – and that would make it easier to see if Newt was inside the box!” I sat down in the chair at my desk and drew the outline of a cat head on the side of the box. Then I grabbed the X-acto knife and did exactly what we ALL KNOW you’re not supposed to do: I started cutting the box toward myself. I was about halfway through the outline when my hand slipped, and I stabbed myself in the inner thigh right through the shorts I was wearing.
THE BLOOD. I mean, it wasn’t shooting out, but there was a lot of blood. I pressed a paper towel to my thigh and it stopped after a few minutes.
AND THEN.
I started feeling light-headed. I was all “OH MY GOOD GOD, I STABBED MYSELF IN THE FEMORAL ARTERY AND I AM BLEEDING OUT INTERNALLY WHAT A STUPID (and yet perfectly appropriate) WAY FOR ME TO DIE.”
I did not die, and I’m not one of those people who faints at the mere suggestion of blood, but apparently seeing that much blood made me woozy for a minute.
So if you’re going to use a sharp cutting instrument, I suggest you cut AWAY from yourself. But I know it’s a waste of time to warn y’all, ’cause you just think you know everything. I mean, I KNOW better, and I can’t swear I won’t do it again in the future.
PS: Fred finished cutting the outline (AWAY from himself) in the side of the box, and the box stayed in the fireplace until last week, when someone (JOE BOB) sprayed the front of it, and then I tossed it. But Newt loved it while it was there, so it turned out to be a good idea.
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Hey – I just noticed that this is the anniversary of the famous “The Downfall of Senator Stanley J. Boogerton” post. I read that at least once a year.
I love that post so very much. The reaction shots between Mister Boogers and Miz Poo just crack me UP every time.
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Does Stefan stay outside all night? I would think that he would get too cold or does he have someone to snuggle with?
He stays out all night when he wants to – he’s welcome to stay inside, but sometimes he howls to go out. There are at least 8 sheltered houses on the property, including three with heated beds on the front porch. He’s got his pick of warm places to sleep – though given how much he sleeps during the day, I suspect he does a lot of hunting at night!
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I found this litter scoop this year and well… it has changed my life. I have 7 of them now and I also got them for Christmas presents for my cat owning family. It is $5.23 at Walmart.com
I wanted to make sure everyone saw this, just in case you’re in the market for a new scoop, and the KKat Innovations scoop I love so much isn’t for you!
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Are the babies still wearing their collars, or are those older pictures?
They’re still wearing collars – they look so much alike that they (well, I) still need them. When they’re ready to go off to Petsmart, I’ll put nicer-looking collars on them so the cleaners/adoption counselors/potential adopters can tell them apart. I’ve had to adjust the collars a couple of times, since the kittens insist on growing.
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Abby’s a girl on a mission!
“What you doin’, weird lady?” wonders Chesnee (and Iva in the background).
Charleston, the little poser.
Such fabulous whiskers, that boy.
Abby has such gorgeous eyes.
“Huh. Where’d THAT come from?”
That face she’s making is KILLING ME DEAD. She’s totally doing her De Niro impression. “You talkin’ to me? You talkin’ to me?”
Tiny Raleigh in a tiny basket. (Okay, he’s not all that tiny. In fact, except for Charlotte, he’s the biggest kitten. But he still fits in that tiny basket!)
Iva in the sun.
“Wut.”
So, in an attempt to be helpful, I went ahead and ordered some silvervine toys from Chewy last week. I ordered the Vitakraft Purrk! Fish, the bird, and the mouse. These three toys are all hard plastic toys infused with silvervine (according to the instructions), and the kittens were certainly interested enough. They sniffed them all over, and bit at them a little. Every now and then they’ll smack at the toys, so they’ll play with them – but they don’t LOVE them.
However, I also ordered the Deep Sea Bug and the Desert Bug, which are soft toys that come with packets of powdered silvervine to sprinkle on them. The problem is that I opened the packages to get the toys out, and the kittens were instantly 100% in L-O-V-E LURVE with these toys. They’ve been playing with them like crazy, and so I haven’t bothered with the silvervine. So A++++ to the Deep Sea and Desert Bugs, and “meh” to the hard plastic toys.
Abby, playing with one of the Deep Sea Bugs.
(I’ve also ordered some silvervine toys from Oskar and Klaus, and haven’t received them yet. I’ll report back when I do!)
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Video! The kittens, playing King of the Castle on the hammock. Goofy monkeys.
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“HALLO INNERNETS HOW YOU DOIN’?” Jake seems particularly loony here, doesn’t he?
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Previously
2015: Rickles wants HUGS.
2014: You KNOW there was a feather teaser up there!
2013: Silvio and Stefan. Twoo wuv.
2012: No entry.
2011: No entry.
2010: “I was restin’ my eyes, lady.”
2009: He might not be paying attention to me, but he still doesn’t like it when I leave!
2008: If I could knit, I’d knit a duster-type coat with big pockets in it, so I could load a cat or kitten into each pocket and they could keep me warm all winter long!
2007: “I vant to be alone.”
2006: No entry.
2005: I think Mister Boogers thinks he’s Sugarbutt’s Momma. He’s always grooming him like crazy.