I mentioned last week that we bought Lucy new food. To be precise, we’ve put Chubberina on a diet. Along with this diet we have included Kitty Yums Tasty Chicken Treats and I am attempting to grow her some gluten free pet grass. Now if you know me you should realize the tragedy that is my ability to grow green things and keep them alive. In short, I can’t. I have a brown thumb. I’ve followed the instructions on the package, and this is the result:

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IMG_0280 Ten poked holes in the bottom. Dampened soil. Seeds mixed in at a depth of at least 1/4″.
I used a bamboo skewer to make the holes and the stir up the soil and assist in the moistening process. I’m probably not supposed to mix up the soil after the seeds have been placed….but whatever. The little package said it was supposed to sit on a plate in a dark-ish warm place. The only place I can think of is right next to one of the radiators, which all are near windows, which let in a lot of light….sigh…

So, the little glass bowl/vase I shoved the packaging into is sitting on the second section of a bookshelf near-ish one of the heaters. Grow baby grow!

Also pictured are her food and Kitty Yums.

Pet Grass was bought at my local Nature’s Pet on NW 21st. You can also buy it on Amazon. If you do buy from Amazon, don’t forget to set up your smile account! =)

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So this year my friend Noriko and I are doing a massive mega-KAL hosted on Ravelry. The theme for 2015 is shawls. I wound my yarn last night in anticipation of casting on stitches on Thursday. Kind of glad my Luce-Purr doesn’t really give a hoot about yarn. She just gave it a sniff…and then gave me a look.

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I guess since I was right there watching, the temptation to shove the ball of yarn off her box was tempered.  But really, she’s good about not messing with my craft supplies. Now if only I could get her to stop attacking the small piece of Velcro attached to my Chromebook power cord…

 

 

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We have submitted to Comcast…

The good side of this is that I got some pretty damn cute pictures of Lucy-purr being trapped in the bedroom.

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With ourselves strapped to the back of the Comcast turtle, even Lucy will have to make some sacrifices starting with her waistline. She didn’t get any Christmas presents, so we went and bought her some new kitty treats and new food. The new food is meant for weight control of indoor elderly kitties. Yes, Lucy is an elderly kitty. Strictly we will be feeding her 1/4 cup in the morning and 1/4 cup at night by actually measuring, not eyeballing. I also put her food in a smaller bowl so she could reach all the pieces of kibble with her little snout. Heaven forbid she use her tongue to get the kibble in the corners of a bowl.

We also got her another flea collar. I’m not sure how they got back onto her, but she’s got a hot patch again! Smaller this time, but still. My poor fuzzy. =(

Flea collar, treats, new and better for her food. Long Live the Little Devil….eeen!! Queen! Really, she’s a cat.

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We’ve moved! And the little kitty-poo-poo is a happy camper!

New things to sniff, new windows to look out of (second story), mountains of boxes to hide behind and lounge upon! The first night there I could tell she was very pleased with the move.

More to come!

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Knitting is one of my crafting hobbies. Knitting while watching tv lounging on the couch with Jonathan and the cat perched on the back of the couch.

This weekend Lucy decided that she wanted to sit on me. This is fairly normal, but I happened to be using longer circular needles as I am making a long scarf/cowl…and instead of on top of the knitting, as she usually parades across me to mash my parts into a comfortable nest, she went into the knitting: through the loop, between my arms, paws and head forward, as if she was working her way through a blanket to the optimal snuggling position on my lap with whiskers directly in my face.  Jonathan tried to get a picture of it, but only managed a flashed shot of my arm. Silly little Lucy cat.

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Lucy has no real sense of time. When we go in and out of the house, she generally behaves the same way all the time as if a dog greeting it’s master (but we all know, kitty just wants food).

Today I forgot to turn off the heater in the bathroom, so I had to return home. Lucy was at the door meowing at me and doing figure eights around my legs. Half-way to the bus stop I realized that I forgot my ring in the bathroom, so I returned home again. Lucy was at the door meowing at me, again. No figure eights this time, but she went and munched on her kibble and expertly flicking her tail where I needed to step in order to get to the front door. -sigh-

Who knows if she really has any concept of time. She might have thought three days had gone by.

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