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Tuesday, September 27, 2016

Arwen really loves her plush kitty

I have been trying to catch this shot for a week, but she usually leaps up and demands hugs right away. This time she was really comfortable and sleepy.

Saturday, September 24, 2016

Arwen snuggling with her toys. She has a bed, but she loves this spot, so we put a towel down for her and put her toys there. She lies there purring.


Tuesday, September 20, 2016

Saturday, September 17, 2016

A new life around the house

Last September, as you know, Buddy died 24 hours after a previously unknown brain tumor took over. Gracie, the shy cat, died of lymphoma in February, kitty dementia took Simon in July.
Today some ranchers we know brought kittens to farmers' market. Seven gorgeous long-haired cats: three red tabbies, three dark tortoiseshells, and one very light dilute tortie who's mostly gray with a wheaten blaze.
The dilute tortie caught my eye, then Matt's. We held her. She snuggled.
We hashed it over half the morning. Money. The pets we have. The need to see a new life around the house--which won out. Then we gave in and brought Arwen home. (Because if you've got an Eowyn, the next female in the door pretty much has to be an Arwen.)
So far, Rufus is OK, Eowyn and Daisy are quite pleased, and Sophie is having a massive sulk.



Sunday, September 11, 2016

Mimicry

Couldn't figure out how a birch leaf had gotten stuck to the side of the house. Then I looked again.
A little over an inch long, with a two-inch wingspan. Can't find anything like it in an image search. 

Sunday, September 4, 2016