Tag: cats

  • Cat-leidoscope

    Cat-leidoscope. Other than a few missing orange splotches, that could be our cat!

  • Cats = Healthy Hearts

    “‘Healthier hearts’ for cat owners.” According to this BBC article, the Snook and I are lowering our changes of a heart attack simply by having Dr. Amy Jones in the house.

  • Moths = cat toys

    The PM might not like the moth invasion, but Dr. Amy Jones sure does. One blundered into the house yesterday and she spent fifteen minutes batting it around before I put it out of its misery. Moth = best cat toy ever.

  • Cat Craziness.

    Dr. Amy Jones was driving us CRAZY this morning, scratching and meowing at the bed for hours. We tried locking her up in the bathroom, giving her an early breakfast, refreshing her water, everything. She was just being a total poophead. Snookums thinks maybe the wind gusts scared her, or else the lunar eclipse messed with her brain. Me, I’m wondering if my Depo shot last week has screwed with her hormones.

  • Splayed Out

    Do cats expose their stomachs to cool off from the heat? Because it’s 90 friggin’ degrees out and Dr. Amy Jones has been lying like this for twenty minutes. In fact, she’s actually gone to sleep like that. It’d be really cute, except for me worrying that she’s really hot and uncomfortable.

    PS – Nice job on the weather there, Yahoo. You might want to revise the day’s predicted high.

  • Cat Eats Owner, Film at 11

    Someone on MetaFilter asks: “Which pet is more likely to eat a deceased owner, a cat or a dog?” Heh. This article seems to indicate that it’s usually dogs, but the Straight Dope reckons Amy’d be chewing on our faces within a day or two. Yeah, I’ll buy that. Now the question is which one of us she’d eat first. I’m not sure whether her loyalty to me as the Alpha female would outweigh the fact that I’m obviously a much juicier and tastier morsel than the hairy Mr. Snook…

    Addendum: Holy crap! I didn’t realize that the face transplant lady had her face chewed off by her own dog after taking a bunch of sleeping pills! That’s nuts. I wonder if she still has the dog. I don’t think I could sleep in a house with an animal THAT HAD A TASTE FOR MY OWN FLESH.

  • Litter Box Issues

    Dr. Amy Jones has suddenly started to have a few “accidents” with her litter box. It’s when she pees, see. She’s always been a little weird with her box, pooing in one corner and peeing in the other. The “zones” are getting further apart though, and now she’s going over the edge. We’ve actually seen her do it. She’s physically in the litterbox but she’s backed up to one edge, so when she squats down her bum’s hanging over. Hence: the big piece of cardboard underneath to catch the overspill. We thought at first that it was the litter; we were trying an increased amount of the magic crystals to cut down on odor, and we think maybe they were too rough on her feet. Fine, we switched back to the old clumping stuff. But she’s still doing it. I don’t think there’s anything physically wrong with her; I think she’s just got a bit of a bathroom ritual going on and we need to move her forward a bit. Could we need a bigger box? Do we need to clean more frequently? (The answer is yes, but she never complained before.) Should we move the box out of the corner it’s in? Any advice is welcome. Right now, I’m thinking of trying something like this

  • Dr. Amy

    Dr. Amy Jones has posted some more photos

  • Dr. Amy Jones: 1, Absolute Domestics: 0

    Me: Hi, I had a message to call you regarding our cleaner, Nurgul.
    Her: Yes… Nurgul contacted us this morning. Now, I understand you have a cat.
    Me: Yes. Oh God, did she get out? Is she lost or something?
    Her: No. Your cat is making Nurgul anxious.
    Me: What? Anxious?
    Her: Yes. She’s sent the job back to us to find you a new cleaner.
    Me: That’s so weird. She’s really skittish, I swear!
    Her: *laughing* Well, she must have done something to scare off Nurgul!
    Me: That little shit…

    So yeah, Nurgul lasted all of ONE visit. I even made sure to let them know ahead of time that we had a cat (so we didn’t get a cleaner who’s allergic or anything), so it’s not like it was a surprise. I wonder what the hell the little monster did.