Posts tagged cat lady
Posts tagged cat lady
Two weeks ago, someone on Twitter linked to one of those Buzzfeed “1,000,000! Cutest! Things!” articles and mentioned that one of the Cutest! Things! was a munchkin cat, otherwise known as the ‘corgi of cats.’
Which is how after some Googling, emailing, and a phone interview, I found myself driving to Strasburg, VA (90 miles from DC) on a gorgeous spring Sunday, and returning with a copilot.
In keeping with the trend of naming my pets after adorable old men who coach DC sports teams, I have named her Davey.
Davey has grown up in a house in the country with seven others cats (and two indoor smokers — the poor baby reeks) and is a little nervous about living in an apartment in the city with a cat who has clearly forgotten his manners.
(Please don’t yell at me, internet. As soon as this happened, I realized my mistake and kicked Gibbs out of the room. The guest room is Davey’s ‘safe room’ for as long as she needs it. Oh, and if anyone needs a queen bed frame, please let me know.)
Davey is only part Munchkin and has spent her time here so far under the bed, but I promise better pictures of her short little legs as soon as I can get them.
I don’t have the heart to tell him the blizzard’s a bust.
Checking his email one last time…he can’t believe he didn’t get a single Valentine.
The subtle behavior of cats.
On a lighter note, yesterday was my first day volunteering as a reading buddy at a DC school. My buddy and I both had to fill out a get-to-know-you questionnaire and I was not at all embarrassed to complete the sentence “I live with…my cat Gibbs.”
I don’t think D is old or football-savvy enough to understand the genesis of my roommate’s name, but she burst into giggles when she read it out loud. Then we spent some time scrolling through my phone and mocking Gibbs’ various states of repose.
Buddy bonding success!
I glanced over during gymnastics last night and found Gibbs totally transfixed watching the TV. I think this is his attempt at a floor routine (mimicking one of the Russians, natch).
Wednesday night I fell asleep with a candle lit (I know. The lavender was apparently a little too relaxing.) and had several dreams involving hot ovens and lit burners before finally waking up in the heavily-scented dark to blow it out.
I also had an extended dream about a small fuzzy black shark that chased me around (on land and in the water) and bit my legs, which makes me wonder exactly how Gibbs entertains himself while I sleep.
Gratuitous Picture of Your Obama Swag Wednesday:
He’s ready to hit the campaign trail.
A 2012 Cats for Obama cat collar is also available for purchase through the Obama website. I feel like this is a thing tumblr needs to know about.
Perfect first-date shoes or perfect first-date shoes?
Charlotte Olympia Cat Pumps