Showing posts with label nap time. Show all posts
Showing posts with label nap time. Show all posts
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Inside for a while
Starla writes:
*Yawn and stretch* That was a good, loooooooooong nap! Foster Daddy brought me inside this morning because I guess tomorrow Smokey and I go in to the vet. When I came in, I was sooooo tired from chasing off the boys. I looked at the sewing basket, and it looked awfully comfy, so I stared at Foster Daddy until he looked at me, then looked at the basket again. He said it was a kitty place, so I climbed up there and took a nap for a couple hours. When Foster Mommy woke up, she saw me there, but couldn't see my head! I'd hidden it, curled up with all four of my paws touching and my head tucked into my belly!
I'm going to be glad when this is done with. I managed to keep the boys off for most of the time, even had to swipe at them a few times. I found some pretty ingenious places to escape. The best one was when I sat on top of the tire of the wood truck. They couldn't get me at all there, so they lined up at the base of the tire waiting. Of course, there was no way I was going to come down for a while, so I just lay down on the tire and looked back at them. Orange-head kitty tried to make me come down by poking me with his front paw, trying to get me to move, but it didn't work. After a while I got bored, and the chase began again. Now, after tomorrow, I won't have to worry about the boys anymore.
Now since I'm awake, I think I'll sit back up on the sewing basket and survey my surroundings. Carbon was bouncing all over the place, but I don't know if I want to play right now. He seems a bit too hyper at the moment, although I know he considers me a friend. Rori and Tabby are interested in sniffing me, but I've had a bit too much attention lately to have them following me too. Smokey is glad I'm inside, and Skylar is pretty much unconcerned.
*Yawn and stretch* That was a good, loooooooooong nap! Foster Daddy brought me inside this morning because I guess tomorrow Smokey and I go in to the vet. When I came in, I was sooooo tired from chasing off the boys. I looked at the sewing basket, and it looked awfully comfy, so I stared at Foster Daddy until he looked at me, then looked at the basket again. He said it was a kitty place, so I climbed up there and took a nap for a couple hours. When Foster Mommy woke up, she saw me there, but couldn't see my head! I'd hidden it, curled up with all four of my paws touching and my head tucked into my belly!
I'm going to be glad when this is done with. I managed to keep the boys off for most of the time, even had to swipe at them a few times. I found some pretty ingenious places to escape. The best one was when I sat on top of the tire of the wood truck. They couldn't get me at all there, so they lined up at the base of the tire waiting. Of course, there was no way I was going to come down for a while, so I just lay down on the tire and looked back at them. Orange-head kitty tried to make me come down by poking me with his front paw, trying to get me to move, but it didn't work. After a while I got bored, and the chase began again. Now, after tomorrow, I won't have to worry about the boys anymore.
Now since I'm awake, I think I'll sit back up on the sewing basket and survey my surroundings. Carbon was bouncing all over the place, but I don't know if I want to play right now. He seems a bit too hyper at the moment, although I know he considers me a friend. Rori and Tabby are interested in sniffing me, but I've had a bit too much attention lately to have them following me too. Smokey is glad I'm inside, and Skylar is pretty much unconcerned.
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Daddy, I want to SNUGGLE!
Skylar writes:
Yesterday, I really, REALLY wanted to snuggle with Dad! I hopped up on the couch, got right in his face, and screamed at him to tell him I was there. I then hopped onto his side, hopped down, then back up, making sure he knew I was really there with him. Then I lay down on his side just like my sis Lydia used to and took a nap with him.
Mom and Dad are trying to decide if my increased snuggling is a sign that I'm feeling worse. I'm starting to act the same way my sis did before we knew she was dying. They know I probably won't last out the year, but I'm still able to get around the house and do my normal routine (eating, drinking, litter box, up on the bed and on the couch). I have fluids almost every day now, and love getting them still. So, all in all, I'm doing ok for my 9 years!
Yesterday, I really, REALLY wanted to snuggle with Dad! I hopped up on the couch, got right in his face, and screamed at him to tell him I was there. I then hopped onto his side, hopped down, then back up, making sure he knew I was really there with him. Then I lay down on his side just like my sis Lydia used to and took a nap with him.
Mom and Dad are trying to decide if my increased snuggling is a sign that I'm feeling worse. I'm starting to act the same way my sis did before we knew she was dying. They know I probably won't last out the year, but I'm still able to get around the house and do my normal routine (eating, drinking, litter box, up on the bed and on the couch). I have fluids almost every day now, and love getting them still. So, all in all, I'm doing ok for my 9 years!
Friday, February 20, 2009
Carbon's Fashion Friday
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