Blog Hogs & the First Name Meme

Stygia: You will notice that some days, Abby hogs the blog. Today, it's my turn. Actually, Ms. C is going to hog the blog, and I am letting her do so on the condition that she intersperse her words with pictures of ME.

Hangin' out, staring at Ms. C

Ms. C: A couple of days ago, I was tagged by the gang at The Poupounette for the First Name Meme. So now I will give it my best shot!

• What is your name? Catherine. The following answers must all begin with the first letter of your name.
• A four letter word: Crab -- A fun creature at the ocean, or maybe my mood?
• Girl's name: Cassiopeia -- Because it's fun to say out loud!
• Boy's name: Cian -- Personally, my favorite male name besides my husband's.
• Occupation: Cat-Lover -- How lucky that my name starts with C!
• Color: Cyan -- I am not thinking of the rather plain color that comes as ink-jet ink, etc., but the color of the water at the Red Sea on the coral reefs. I once went snorkeling there, and cannot imagine anything much more beautiful than being surrounded by that light-filled color in the water and the rainbow of fish all around.
  
• Piece of clothing: Codpiece (sorry, first thing I thought of . . . my brain loves the ridiculous!).
  

My belly as I jump for Ms. C!

• Food: Chicken Marsala, one of my favorite things to cook though I don't like cooking.
• Item in the bathroom: Cats (they always follow me in . . . . always!)
• Place/City: Cairo (lived there for a year once)
• A reason for being late: Car wouldn't start.
• Something you’d yell: Crap! (What might be said when the car won't start)
• Movie: Collateral
• Something you can drink: Champagne (we heard a rumor it comes out of the taps at the home of the Poupounette).

I am watching YOU!

• Band: Cowboy Junkies (I love their version of Sweet Jane)
• Animal: Capuchin Monkey -- cuties!
• Street name: Chestnut Street (unsurprisingly, next to Oak Street where I grew up)
• Car: Chevette (because my Dad had one for years, and it sounded like Steven Tyler of Aerosmith when it went up hills).
• Song: Cygnus . . . Vismund Cygnus by The Mars Volta (Strange and incredible feat of rhythm and passion)
• Activity that includes more than one participant: Charades

In Which Abby Dares A New Way To Wash

Abby: This morning I was hanging out on Mr. R's desk, when I noticed this glass of water sitting lonely and unattended. Obviously, that means it's my glass of water! What should I do with it first? Maybe I should try taking a drink, I bet it's fresher than the water in my bowl.

(muffled voice) I don't think this is going to work very well. I'm afraid if I put my head in any further, I will not be able to get it out, and that would be too embarrassing.

This works a lot better! I can dip my paw in, I get a sip of the fresh water, and cleaner paws too. I am going to spend a long time doing this, with both front paws.

Dip, and lick. Dip, and lick. Repeat until happy and satisfied. You know what? I can't believe no one stopped me today. The usually do everything possible to stop me from getting into their glasses.

Finally, I present this teeny tiny how-to video in case anyone didn't get the idea:

Sharing on Sunday

Abby: Hey there, sis! I am glad to see you. This looks like a really interesting place to be. Mind if I hop on up?

Stygia: Well, actually, if you don't mind, I'd really like to be al--

Stygia: (sighs) too late. My purrsonal space has been invaded.

Abby: This is pretty neat. There is even another level below this one!

Stygia: Yes, there is. Why don't you go there?

Abby: Because I like being near you.


Abby: Ms. C has just placed a box on the floor, so I need to go check that out now. Thanks for sharing your space with me, Styggie!

Stygia: Uh, right. I'd say "anytime," but I try to be honest.


Abby: Speaking of sharing, Ms. C wanted to share a blast from her past with you, the first cat she ever knew. Her name was Scooter. Ms. C and Scooter greatly enjoyed being together, until Scooter passed over the rainbow bridge when Ms. C was three years old. Scooter knew how to share, too!

When you're not looking...

Stygia: When you're not looking, I look around for things to bite. I'm sorry I bit this picture of your niece, Ms. C, but it felt good to me:

Abby: When you are not looking, I try to go to places and play with things that you would probably stop me from doing if you saw me, like your decorative fake-plants and mermaid collection.

What do YOU do when your humans aren't looking?

Solar-Powered Silliness

Stygia: This is how it begins. In the morning, when the sun rises, Ms. C opens the blinds so we can power up. Usually I sit in a more dignified position on or inside the cat condo, but Abby is rolling on the rug and attacking it. This means I need to get a better view!

I descend from my outpost. What is she doing? Does she think by hiding her eyes under the rug, that I am not going to see where she is? You can see that I am ready for any move she makes next!



Abby: You think I haven't learned anything lately? Remember how Stygia taught me the deceptive roll that misleads your opponent into believing you are vulnerable? I now use it to my advantage! She scuttles away.

I don't know why I love this little rug so much, but I do! I am sure if I roll around a bit more, my sis will come right back for more. After all, she is too curious not to investigate. Tee hee!

Happy Weekend

Abby: Ms. C is going to be away for the weekend, so I thought I would share with you the various ways I am going to be enjoying my weekend while she is not around. First of all, there's supposed to be sun:

There is nothing quite like a good bath in the sun. Wait! Mom! Why did you have to choose this picture? Hmph.

And my belly needs the sun too:

We hope everyone has a wonderful weekend, and we will see you on Monday!

Tabby Trouble

Ms. C: There were no photographs to record the event. In fact, by the nature of the beast, it all happened behind my back. It's been quite some time since my ponytail has been the subject of a cattack, so I was quite surprised and jumped forward in my chair a little when it happened. However, Mr. R was a witness to the whole event, and here are the results as he reported them to me:

The Attractive Ponytail

Silly Abby got her claws stuck in my chair, and when I leaned forward in my rocky chair, she was fully lifted off of the floor, left to dangle with her belly pushing forward! You know what? I think she got what she deserved.