The Catmage Chronicles
Andy thought he was going crazy when a talking cat showed up at his front door. He couldn’t have been more wrong.Goldeneyes is a Catmage – a cat with human intelligence and magical abilities. Andy is an eighth grader who is smart, impulsive, and trying to avoid the school bully at all costs. A prophecy threw them together. There’s just one problem: Goldeneyes can’t stand humans.The Catmage world is heading toward war. Goldeneyes and Andy must try to stop the enemy from getting stronger. And they must save a powerful Catmage who’s been kidnapped. For Goldeneyes, it’s personal. That Catmage is her grandmother.Andy and Goldeneyes must try to put aside their differences. If they can’t, the enemy will soon be too powerful to defeat…
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Caturday morning lolz
Tig and Gracie decided to pose for some photographs that could use captions. 1. This one proves that Tig 3.0, just like Tig 2, is a duuuuuuuude. 2. The view from my great room. Tig loves to look down on … Continue reading
Caturday afternoon (holiday edition)
This is about what I’m thinking right now.
Afternoon cat thread
There is far too much annoying or bad news lately. Instead, let’s talk about—cats. This morning, I was upstairs in my office, when I heard wheezing coming from downstairs. Tig 3.0 has asthma, which is mostly controlled by not giving … Continue reading
A lazy Caturday post
What’s under Meryl’s desk? Why, it’s Miss Gracie, sleeping belly-up. (And yes, she is in the way of my feet.) But wait—where’s Tig? On the bed, of course. Don’t bother me, man. I’m busy sleeping. It’s a tough life, being … Continue reading
Caturday sillies
Via Sarah. Pictures of Tig and Gracie to come later. I have another former student leading services today.
The day after Caturday
Since I forgot to post these yesterday, here they are today. Tig wanted to get some exercise, so he was checking out whether or not he should use the Gazelle Glider. (Yes, he really is that long. Longer, I think. … Continue reading
Graciefest
As promised: First, Miss Gracie seeming to look at herself in the mirror. In reality, she’s waiting for me to turn on the tap so she can drink and be skritched at the same time. Graciecising. Shadow and light. Profile. … Continue reading
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Tiggerday
It’s Caturday, and today, I give you Festival of Tig. Up first: A close-up of Tig on his kitty shelf next to my desk, playing with his long-tailed mousie. Next: Don’t bother me, dude. I’m trying to sleep. This is … Continue reading
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Random fact of the day
A woman’s safety razor can painlessly remove mats from a Maine Coon cat’s chest. But of course, that doesn’t mean he likes it.
Late Caturday evening…
Tomorrow is my second Tiggerversary. So today, we have some recent pictures of the kitties. First up, Princess Gracie in her typical morning “Worship me” pose. She loves the sun; the sun loves Gracie. Oh, she also luuuurves my office, … Continue reading
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Fluffy Caturday post
It’s Caturday. Time to go out, sit in the sun, and watch my nephews play lacrosse. First, my girl in the sun. Next, this is as close as I got to getting a kippa on Tig. Go out and enjoy. … Continue reading
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The Tiggerble Twos
On April 18th, 2008, I brought home an eight-week-old kitten. That makes today his second birthday. He’s a lot bigger now. He and Gracie got tunafish this morning. And here are a few things Tig did during his birthday week. … Continue reading
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Nesting
When I’m downstairs at the computer, Tig needs to be nearby. Sometimes he sleeps on one of the other kitchen chairs. Sometimes he sleeps in the living room in my chair, getting the throw covered with cat hair. And sometimes, … Continue reading
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Sun worshipping
Gracie loves the sun; the sun loves Gracie. Worship me, they both say.
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The great Gracie rescue
A few minutes ago, I heard Gracie calling me. She does that quite a lot. She is under the impression that she can stand upstairs and yowl, and I will come running upstairs to pet her. As this almost never … Continue reading
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