You know… for someone who has six cats and is a justified Crazy Cat Lady, I don’t post about my cats nearly enough. What the heck is wrong with me? I have lots of great photos. Erich has a ton of great photos. We need to share some of them! So yes, from here on, Saturday on my blog will be known – as it is known on many blogs around the world – as Caturday. And I shall share some of the crazy, cute, or just plain silly pictures from our collection of our feline family members.
Longtime readers are probably familiar with the kitties, but for newer readers and just to keep this properly organized, I’ll kick off Caturday by introducing my gentle readers to the Horde:
I know. Six cats in a photo. It doesn’t happen very often. Notice the bribing
with food to make this photo possible!
Starting at the bottom left, going clockwise:
Hoodsie (aka “Hoodz,” “Hoodzimus”) – Grey polydactyl. You’ll see a LOT of photos of his feet, which are absolutely awesome, and lots of roly-poly belly shots, because that’s what he does. Hoodz doesn’t follow the rest of the pecking order since he joined us as an adult cat. Sometimes we joke around that he’s still “new,” despite living with us for nearly four years now.
Gus (aka “Augustus Mousedeath,” “Gustibus,” and “Huge and Vicious Cat”) – Large black panther. Gus is our resident high percher. If it’s over six feet off the ground, he will find a way to go up there and loom over you in gargoyle fashion.
Colley (aka “Colorado,” “Coll-Ball,” “Fluffbutt”) – Longhaired brown tabby. Colley is the eldest of the Horde and is the only purebred cat among the crew. His lower half is all white. He’s reached permanent feline rug status, and I imagine most of the photos of him will be lounge photos. Often sprawled on my lap, which is where his old bones prefer to be these days.
Fizzy (aka “Mephista,” “Fizzbit”) – Dainty little black. Fizzy is the smallest of our cats, at only 7 pounds. She’s the second oldest, and has suddenly become a very outgoing kitten at the age of 10. We’re thankful she doesn’t have wings – because she’d be like a hummingbird if she did. She gives epic nasty stares to the other cats, and we’re convinced that she swears like a sailor. She acts far too classy not to have a dark side.
Noby (aka “Nobanion,” “Nobulius Rex,” and “Mighty Hunter”) – orange and white cow. Noby is the male half of The Cows, a littermate twosome of trouble if I’ve ever come across one. He is the only one of our cats who has actually caught a mouse, and although he’s the omega male in the pecking order, he’s been deemed the Mighty Hunter by Erich and me and has proven his worth.
Elly (aka “Eldath,” “Elly Belly,” “Trauma Kitten”) – black, grey and white cow. Elly is Noby’s sister (can’t you tell?), and is a complete opposite in most ways to her brother. Where he’s long and lean, she’s stocky and rather… round. She’s incredibly shy and skittish where he is an extrovert. Most visitors to our house barely see her, if at all. She’ll even run away from us a lot of the time. But late at night as we’re ready to go to bed, Elly comes out – to suckle on Erich’s shoulder. For she is Trauma Kitten, and must nurse away her troubles for some reason.
Come on back every Saturday for a new Caturday celebration! :)