Tig playing on his kitty shelf. He has a regular playtime, generally around 11 a.m., and often while I (sigh) have a phone meeting. I use the mute button a lot when attending phone conferences.
Tig got a new toy (above) to go with his kitty city. On Labor Day, Sarah came over to give me a second opinion on my new dining room set (I wound up buying the one I had counted out because I didn’t know they make glass-top tables that fold in two but Sarah picked up on the mechanism immediately). While we were gone, the kids put together Tig’s new kitty city (below), and have been bugging me ever since to buy more parts to it.
The file cabinet that goes with the desk. I opened the drawer to see what Tig would do. So, do we file under “T” for Tigger or “C” for cat?
Gracie under the bed. She was spending a lot of time there this summer, but now that it’s a bit cooler out, she’s back in her kitty bed again.
Just Gracie
Gracie under my new computer desk. She loves to rub her face on the metal crossbars. I love being able to see my kitties coming instead of being suprised by a cat rubbing against my legs.
Tig under my new computer desk. To get this shot, I actually placed the camera on the glass to eliminate reflection. There isn’t really a floor-to-ceiling window in my office. It’s the reflection of the window in the glass.
In a rare twofer, Gracie in her new sleeping place, behind the stand-up Hulk in my office. Tig is trying to get her to play. Note the look of annoyance on Gracie’s face.
Ahhh. Thank you, Meryl. Just what I needed.
I’m thinking file him under “A” for “awwwww” or “G” for “goofball.”
But, really, what does it matter? Tig can’t read. He won’t care what you label it — it’s his, and whatever labels you chose to assign it won’t matter in the least.
Hope you didn’t need that drawer…
J.
OH Thank You Meryl! Thank you!
I was wondering when you would put up some more Tig and Gracie pics.
Scritches all around.
Ahhhhhhhhhh, cats. Calming pictures in a week of communal dementia (we’ve had a lot of those lately, haven’t we?). In the picture of Gracie under the bed she looks ready for action, either to pounce or to flee, as indicated by circumstances. That shot of Tig looking straight up into the camera is priceless. Thanks for coming to our rrescue.
File under “I” for “irresistible.”
I agree with Sarah’s kids — Tig needs more kitty city!
Kim, I call Tigger my “Nirvana kitty” for a reason. His theme song is “Smells Like Teen Spirit”. Because the refrain—“Here I am now—entertain me!” is him all over. He gets bored with a toy pretty quickly. So I’m waiting until he gets bored with the current part of the kitty city before getting the next one.