Wensleydale Wednesday.

November 25, 2009

I got her this scratching box thingum because she’s really, really loved them in the past. Well, she really, really loves it. But y’know, actually SCRATCHING it might burn a calorie.

Wensleydale Wednesday

November 18, 2009

Stuff my cat is on: A pile of canvas bags on top of a box. She loves bags. And boxes. This is like heaven for the Dalish Cat.

(No, we’re not moving. This picture is from Boston last summer during the move back to Providence.)

Wensleydale Wednesday.

November 11, 2009

In order to let the cat out of the bag, the cat must first be in the bag.

Wensleydale Wednesday.

November 4, 2009

Nuno is in California for a conference this week. I would say that Wensleydale misses him, but that would be a lie. Wensleydale is as indifferent to his absence as she is to his presence. *I*, however, miss him.

Wensleydale Wednesday.

October 28, 2009

Magic Eye Edition! Find the cat in this picture.

Wensleydale, er, Thursday.

October 15, 2009

I’ve been holed up in bed with the worst fever I’ve had in five years. It’s really rare for me to get a fever for longer than a day, and I’m now going on night #3. For some reason, the fever is worse at night, though it’s been eating my brain plenty during the day as well. So, I’m sorry I didn’t get a chance through my feverish haze yesterday to give you your weekly dose of Wensleydale. She’s taken advantage of my lapse in judgement as an opportunity to climb into the sink. Well, not actually, this picture is from 2006. Though she has climbed on the dining room table several times, which is equally verboten, though not as hilarious.

Wensleydale Wednesday.

October 7, 2009

I don’t want to go on the blog this week, I’m feeling shy. You can’t see me! I’m hiding!