Thor the gray tabby made an interesting decision to hang off the side of the rocker.

What he was really doing was waiting for Missy the dog to run by so he could grab her tail.
Thor the gray tabby made an interesting decision to hang off the side of the rocker.

What he was really doing was waiting for Missy the dog to run by so he could grab her tail.
Today you get pictures of sleepy cats, but not Izzy. Izzy the calico usually gets the most photo fame because she lays on my lap and becomes a photo background. Thor the gray tabby and Sophie the dilute calico don’t get as much press. So here they are in their favorite sleeping places, being their usual goofy selves.


Well, I thought Thor the cat was mostly interested in wool, but I found this former ball of linen yarn out of its bag and in another room from where I left it.

Here is the culprit, looking pleased with himself on Griffin the dog’s bed.

I don’t believe he ingested any yarn, and I was able to wind the tangle back into a neat ball without any knots. The yarn ball is back in the project bag, and hung up where the cat can’t stick his head into it. Yeah, I love yarn and I love cats and cats love yarn. It is a timeless love triangle.

Thor the cat really likes wool. Awhile back we moved the gate keeping dogs out of the cat area and inadvertently removed the gap on the side that Thor used as a pass through. The gate was no problem for our two leaping female cats, but Thor is not a leaper. He can jump up, but for some reason doesn’t get that he can jump over. So he was blocked from the upstairs and our youngest’s room, which is full of wooly goodness. My eldest fixed his access by putting a stool on one side and a box on the other, giving him treats to entice him over. He learned, using supports, to get over and regained access to the treasure trove of doll clothes. He goes up, selects a wool item (always wool, never acrylic) and brings it downstairs. In the picture, the brown doll jacket in the middle was his latest prize, I threw the green doll shawl and pink doll sweater that he had previously brought down next to him for the picture. I could probably use him as a wool finder for fabric with unknown animal hair content.
P.S. he looks like a chonk, but the vet says Thor the cat’s weight is in the normal range.

When it is hot, Mr Tom, my neighbor’s cat, likes to lay in wet patches of grass. I had just watered the crossvine outside the corner of the coop, and he took it as an invitation. Two hens went over to say hi and remind him to watch his manners. He was unconcerned.