Of All Of The Inquisitive Cats....

Sally, you are the WORST! 

*bonus points if you get that movie reference*

Many apologies for the lack of blog lately. Things have been a wee bit on the crazy side!

ZZZ

My mom and I bought Sally a cat scratcher thingy and got catnip spray. I am trying to train her out of scratching the furniture. So far it is working pretty well. She also likes to just pass out on it.

Resting

Sally is used to not having her sisters here I think. She then in turn bugs the shit out of me all the time. Whenever I open the door to my room she runs at me, fat pooch swaying, and follows me into either the kitchen or the bathroom. She is pretty good at judging where I am going to go too. She is correct 95% of the time. However, I have been sacrificing my bladder a minute extra in the mornings by feeding her first so I don't have to hear her meowing while i pee. One of her favorite things to do is hang out with me in the bathroom regardless of what I am doing. She loves to sit in the sink and also drink from the faucet. I turn it on for her most days.

DRANK!

Sally also HAS to be in everything or try to get into places where she isn't allowed to go, ie. my room, my closet, the basement, outside via the back door in the kitchen. She has gotten out the front door of the apartment and she ran up the stairs to the second level of the house. I was less than impressed when she did that. Not to mention the upstairs is a bit creepy. Pepto Bismol pink walls and a random mirror with old awkward paisley carpet. For whatever reason I thought if The Shinning up there...

Crowning

Birthing

Tina, PROOF that her stupid ass CAN in fact fit through that little space at the bottom of the door. Fail. So annoying when you are trying to take the trash out.

Trying to Escape 

As for Mr. Grumblez, he is doing well. He enjoys having a more space than he had previously. He likes to come out of his house and push his front yard around.

House and Yard

Mr. Grumblez is quite the intelligent fuzzy lumpkins. He found a weak point in the fence. By running into it in different directions he was able to get the hooks to unhook and then he runs around my room and hides under my bed. He takes awhile to capture again...I can lure him out eventually with carrots. Typical rabbit.

Bun Hands

I Can Have My Second Raisin???

Bunny Noms (they are cuter than your noms)