Monster on the prowl

I think the gatos are just as happy as the people that the snow is finally all gone and the temperatures are in the 70s. They have been playing, chasing bumble bees and rolling in the dirt. Now if I could only teach them to mow the lawn!

Can't let Winston get all the love. So here is a picture of Alven "helping" me take photos of new totes for my shop. I finished all 6 crab totes tonight so look for the in the shop this weekend and next week.

Don't forget to stop back on Saturday for the May Day surprise!

White Christmas

Two weeks ago we got dumped on with a foot and a half of snow, guaranteeing a white Christmas. That was plenty for the entire winter in my opinion. Looks like we're in for it again right in time for the holidays only this time we're getting ice too. Boo.

The weather lady is saying just rain during the day tomorrow, so that will be the best time to travel, before it freezes to ice and gets covered in snow. The problem is that we are trying to make it to my parents' house as well as my in-laws' home, which requires driving on Christmas Day. We are now debating on whether to just stay home and get stuck here or to go to my parents house tomorrow with the hopes of being able to make it to my in-laws on Friday and possibly get stuck there. Personally, I'd rather be in Jamaica. Don't get me wrong, I love my family and my in-laws very much, but I really, really hate winter and the snow and ice that comes along with it. Can't we just move Christmas to next week? No? Darn. I guess we'll figure it out and hopefully not spend Christmas day in a ditch.

Last year we had a lot of ice right after Christmas. On our way home, we ended up spending over 5 hours stuck on a closed interstate with a sick cat in the car. Thankfully Winston is amazingly tolerant and relaxed. We set up the litter box in the back seat and put cat food in a cup holder and he was just fine. I think having the cat in the car actually calmed us down and we spent most of the time laughing instead of angry about the situation. Thanks, Winston.

Now I will attempt to stop being a grinch. 

Nom, nom, nom

We have two cats. Alven:

And Winston:

They are both very entertaining and sweet and have inspired a few of the "I hate cats" crowd, to give felines a second chance. Probably because they both seem to think they are dogs. They both fetch and beg to go outside. They greet guests at the door and are generally dopey.

Alven has always chewed on shoes, but thankfully, he prefers cheap flip flops. He's ruined many, many pairs, but all together they probably cost less than $50. In the last couple of weeks, Winston has decided to chew as well. His tastes are not nearly so discriminating. He'll chew anything as far as I can tell, and the bigger, the better.

Things I saw Winston chew on this weekend: the toilet bowl brush, followed immediately by my toothbrush, the faucet in the bathroom, my sweater, the coffee table, the ottoman, a penny, the laptop, a sconce, the entertainment center, a thumb tack, a plastic baggie, a measuring tape, speaker wire, the closet door, a pair of scissors and the metal handle to my dresser drawer. What is wrong with him?!?!

We say Winston has two personalities, think Dr. Jekyll & Mr. Hyde. Personality #1 is Winston, who is sweet and cuddly and so easy going he's like a rag doll. This cat lets my friends' kids pull on the skin of his head until his eyeballs disappear without so much as a meow. This cat inspires people who detest all cats to wish they could have a kitty like him. Then there's the Meatball, personality #2. The Meatball runs around the house at full speed, crashing into book cases, trying to run up the wall and summersaults down the basement stairs. And now, the Meatball chews everything.

Does anyone know if this is a sign that he's missing a nutrient or something? He's 1 1/2 so I think he's way to old to be teething. I'd love some advice if anyone has dealt with this before.

Alven lounging in the office window, one of his favorite spots.

Alven two Christmases ago, when he unrolled six rolls of wrapping paper, chewed on a bunch of it, then laid in it purring.

A very angry Winston after his first bath.

Winston watching the Olympics. He loved volleyball and trampolining the most.

Winston laying right on top of Alven for a nap.