Caturday night: A study in orange

Been recovering from latest iteration of Stomach Bug (yes, yes, I know, I’m prone to them, and I wish I weren’t). No posts, just kitty pictures.

Pull my tail

This one was taken today. I am in awe of Tig’s tail already, and he’s not quite six months old. And his ruff is coming in quite nicely—I saw a Tig-to-be pose today while he was sitting, and he reminded me very much of his predecessor.

Orange on orange

It turns out Tig likes tissue paper, too, so he joined Gracie on hers, annoying her mightily. I’ve spread the paper on two cushions, but one of the things Tig likes to do is play on the paper, which shreds it. That may be part of what’s annoying Gracie. The funniest thing Tig does is after he’s shredded a piece. I roll it into a giant paper ball and throw it, and he chases it, then picks it up in his mouth and leaps onto the sofa to play with it. I’ll try to get some pics of that. He’s not quite as close to her size as these pictures make you think, but he’s getting there. I think he’s seven pounds now.

I’ve got a secret

Tig3 is trying very hard to be pals with Gracie, so he licks her ears, too. And Miss Gracie deigns to accept the worship. I’m sure it’s some kind of social behavior among cats, and it must be male-to-female, because Gracie never so much as spits in their general direction. Well, actually, she does when they’re annoying her, but it’s a different kind of spit. They’re still playing, but it’s difficult to predict and funny to watch. Tig is hesitant because Gracie has batted him more than once. A few nights ago, I was trying to sleep and they were playing. Gracie leaped at Tig, who then thought she was attacking him, and who ran onto the bed and hid against my side while Gracie stood on her hind legs, paws on the bed, trying to get him to play. Sometimes they get it right, though, and while I’m downstairs watching TV or blogging, I hear them running around upstairs. And no yowling or hissing. Their favorite time to play, of course, is my bedtime. Sigh. New Tig, same old routine.

I love the way they look together. Can’t wait to see them against the background of my new condo’s carpet. Or the railing upstairs. Or on the marble by the fireplace, which I expect to see a lot of during the winter. Oh, forgot to tell you. The condo passed inspection with flying colors. I should be out of the Craphole Apartments by the end of the first week in September. Tig and Gracie are going to love the new place. Bigger, with more stairs, and a fireplace and a deck. I’m going to get the deck screened in as soon as I can afford it. Cats in the sun in the morning is a wonderful, wonderful sight.