Candle light edition!
Our first cat together, Kugel, singed her whiskers on a candle during an outage years ago. That was scary.
She was a pretty but cranky calico.
I had one long haired cat who would like to snuggle up to a stove top range element when I was cooking things like pasta. I didnāt realise it until I smelled burning, and his tail was smoking. He got tossed into the sink, and thereafter was banished to the bathroom with the door closed whenever I cooked anything.
We may have to banish the boys when we use the cooktop since they havenāt learned to NOT get up there.
That is when we get around to replacing the broken one.
Ah, another selling point for induction cooktops
Iāll have to work that into the next training I develop.
I was looking into those but it would mean buying a whole separate set of pots and pans and making our current ones useless. I guess thatās one reason weāre dithering on getting a new cooktop. Other than sloth that is.
Weāve been slowing replacing pans with an eye towards an induction stove and electric oven eventually.
Meantime, the induction plate we got has been very useful. Especially since it has a lock button. Even when the cats get onto it, because of course they do, they cannot turn it on.
A long hard day of snuggling sick people and giving them the stink-eye when they cough
One of my sisters had a very handsome and sweet but somewhat dense cat who liked to stand astride lit candles until he started to smolder. I have to wonder what the other, smarter cat was thinking when he saw thisā¦
I do say āWe love them, but not because they are smartā
Today is Booneās Gotcha Day! One year ago, today I headed down to St. Catharines to pick him up from his foster home. Poor guy; heād had a stressful couple of weeks; heād been at the shelter in Tennessee for a year, after being picked up as a stray in poor condition. Then he was loaded into a crate and onto a truck with lots of other dogs, to come to Canada. That took 3-4 days. Then he was taken to another kennel shelter for a week, then to his foster mom for 2 weeks and then to me.
Iām taking him for a pupcup later today.
A couple of pics from this morning;
Oh, how lovely! What a very, very good boy!
He is a very good boy! He really is a great dog. And heās happy, safe, warm, dry and well fed, which wasnāt always the case. The Tennessee shelter said that he had obviously been on his own for some time, and was in bad shape. He doesnāt mind thunder, but he haaaates rain.
Weāre still keeping them from touching or sharing food, water, and liter box but we are allowing supervised visits.
Thatās Mrs. Feral in the bottom bunk and one of our teenagers in the cubby.
They sniffed and watched each other but they really didnāt care and just went about their business.
Buddy and Rufous, lounging on the back steps in the late afternoon sun.
the weather has been perfect for just lazinā about.
Those are impressive steps.
thanks. they need work, but mum and i did the tile work together, and i am loathe to mess it up. the kittehs donāt seem to mind, however.
edit: maybe just a nice coat of paint?
From this angle it all looks fine.
Warm cat in the sun. It doesnāt get any better than that.