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Most well-behaved cats ever; and lebkuchen
Yesterday, the cats had their yearly appointment at the vet to get their shots and have a check-up.
Now, getting cats into boxes can be risky and bloody (cats fight tooth and claw), or it can be annoying and stressful (cats diving under furniture), or very time-consuming, or all of the above.
Yesterday evening, I got out of bed from a little cat-nap. Got dressed. Picked up a sleepy Tully from the covers and set him down in front of his box. He got in and I closed the door. Repeated this with Jerry. Both cats boxed in less than two minutes.
Only when I carried the boxes out in the cold, there was a soft "human, what are you doing?"-meow from Jerry.
At the vet, the scary good behaviour continued.
Back home, they carefully left their boxes and looked for a place to nap in peace.
A bit later, mad_freddy and K___ came over for testing lebkuchen. We had nine different kinds, each cut in three and all pieces labelled, notepads and pencils, and very seriously set about to rank them by taste and lebkuchen-ness, or, in my case, just make notes of their distinguishing characteristics. I did that mostly one-handed, as Tully had decided that the best place to nap was right next to me, getting his ears rubbed.
After that, we were as happy and full as expected after finishing the equivalent of a three-course-dinner in lebkuchen.
Other than that, I feel as could be expected, all things considered. I.e. tired and in pain, but generally OK.
Also, dinosaur feathers! (via pallia.net)
Now, getting cats into boxes can be risky and bloody (cats fight tooth and claw), or it can be annoying and stressful (cats diving under furniture), or very time-consuming, or all of the above.
Yesterday evening, I got out of bed from a little cat-nap. Got dressed. Picked up a sleepy Tully from the covers and set him down in front of his box. He got in and I closed the door. Repeated this with Jerry. Both cats boxed in less than two minutes.
Only when I carried the boxes out in the cold, there was a soft "human, what are you doing?"-meow from Jerry.
At the vet, the scary good behaviour continued.
Back home, they carefully left their boxes and looked for a place to nap in peace.
A bit later, mad_freddy and K___ came over for testing lebkuchen. We had nine different kinds, each cut in three and all pieces labelled, notepads and pencils, and very seriously set about to rank them by taste and lebkuchen-ness, or, in my case, just make notes of their distinguishing characteristics. I did that mostly one-handed, as Tully had decided that the best place to nap was right next to me, getting his ears rubbed.
After that, we were as happy and full as expected after finishing the equivalent of a three-course-dinner in lebkuchen.
Other than that, I feel as could be expected, all things considered. I.e. tired and in pain, but generally OK.
Also, dinosaur feathers! (via pallia.net)