Geeky Cat Miusings

March 16, 2008

Getting Tammy to Exercise

Filed under: Purrr — Diana Condolo @ 4:46 pm

My Tammy has a bit of a belly on her and is considered a little over weight by her vet (obese was the nasty word he choose to use). So I try to get her to exercise but it can be hard work and I generally get more exercise out of it than she does. My vet gets frustrated with me and insinuates that I am not really trying so I created this video to prove that she won’t get out of her bed to fight the tickler. Oh, she’ll take a swipe at it if it comes within clawing distance but she won’t get out of bed to chase it down. Well, the upside of it is that she is toning her arms and is getting a bit of upper body workout. But the effort involved for me…well I guess it keeps me trim :-)

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February 10, 2008

Winter Wonderland

Filed under: Purrr — Diana Condolo @ 2:39 pm

Snow can be beautiful to look at, particularly when you are inside somewhere cozy and warm and are looking out the window and the snow drifts. But in general it is a nuisance: It takes longer to get ready for work, the unevenness of the snow covered sidewalks hurts my toe, it is messy (especially when vehicles speed through puddles, spraying dirty slush on innocent pedestrians), the coldness is uncomfortable, it causes traffic issues and thereby extending my already very long commute to work, and it does not lend very well to my sitting outside and enjoying a zen-like frame of mind.

However, there are some pleasures to be had by a fresh scattering of snow, and since we have had much snow over the past week, I had the chance to enjoy that pleasure every day. Since I take the same route to work five days a week, I find I get bored with the scenery and have stopped looking out the window on my daily trek. We have had 30cm (1ft) accumulation, of snow and that has dramatically changes the landscape. Where once there was a brown patch of grass on front lawns, there is now a white patch of crystalline snow that is ready for the creation of snow angels, snow men, or snow cats. Where there was once a porch surrounded by empty flower pots, there is now an enchanted type of garden with flower pots sprouting fluffy ice cream balls. Where once cars were parked close to the curb, mini-ski hills have taken hold and now the cars must park near the middle of the road. Where once there were plain black shingles covering the roofs of houses, there is now sparkling white blanket covering the house from side to side with icicles glistening along the eaves to complete the fairy-tale look. Even the ugliest chain fence was made pretty with little triangular piles of snow nestled in the bottom of the diamond shape. The transformation did not end with inanimate objects - even people had snowflake decorations in their hair which melted to white diamonds as the entered the warm bus. So, I am happy to say that the snowfall has redecorated the city, making it once again an interesting and lovely place to look at, even though I have seen it countless times before.

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January 15, 2008

Fab but Bizy

Filed under: Purrr — Diana Condolo @ 7:35 pm

I had a fabulous weekend … I went to a fondue party (YUM!) and I went to hear the Richard Whiteman Trio (Awesome!). I am too busy (and tired) to tell you about them right now…but stay tuned as regularly scheduled programming will resume shortly (I hope).

:D

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December 25, 2007

Merry Christmas

Filed under: Purrr — Diana Condolo @ 9:59 am

I just wanted to wish everyone a very Merry Christmas. I hope you get to share your day with the people and pets you love. May it be filled with laughter and joy. From Tammy, Pumpkin and Me xoxoxoxo!

Me with Tammy and Pumpkin

The above photo is of Pumpkin and Tammy after their little catnip treat.

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December 22, 2007

Santa is Cool

Filed under: Purrr, Culture — Diana Condolo @ 8:41 am

I had many hopes for improving my life at the beginning of this year and I am so happy how much has gone right for me. I have a great new job that provides me with new challenges and new people to get to know — so far everyone has been very nice. And of course there are lots of chocolates and cookies in the office at this time of year — fortunately I’m not worried about my weight. I have new friends to chat and have fun with. And Santa gave me money to buy the things I wanted. He decided that it would be better for me to decide which specifications I wanted for my computer because he wasn’t sure. That’s cool Santa. Santa has changed a lot since my childhood. We need to accept him as he is, because he needs to go through his personal growth process just like the rest of us. He is going with the flow and embracing the celebrity culture of our times, making videos such as this:

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December 14, 2007

Santa Claus Writes Back!

Filed under: Internet/Computer, Purrr — Diana Condolo @ 7:40 am

I was so excited this morning when I checked my e-mail and found a letter from Santa Claus! He is very busy in his workshop at the North Pole managing the elves and helpers who are making toys, games and other fun things for kids from all over the planet. He did not mention if he makes computers or cell phones….is that too technically advanced for his workshop? Has Santa not upgraded yet? Maybe he needs help from some of the tech folks out there. We want our computers to look pretty so I think we should get the folks at Apple to get together with the little folks up North and collaborate to make highly desirable, good quality gifts.

Some of you folks are writing witty letters because Santa said he gets a good belly laugh from some of the notes he receives. I think Santa has also become very health conscious because he said the he picked some beautiful candy cane-striped tomatoes and green beans that taste like sugar cookies from his lovely garden. I think I am going to write another letter to Santa requesting clippings or seeds from these yummy plants. I want candy-striped tomatoes too because it would be so pretty to snack on!

Good ol’Santa asked me to write again next year and sends his love.
I love you too Santa ♥ ♥ ♥

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November 21, 2007

Dry is not an Option

Filed under: Purrr — Diana Condolo @ 6:56 pm

It’s been a rainy day today, rather cold and gloomy. A perfect day for staying in and reading… and not catching up on things. I particularly enjoyed reading one comic strip where the cat was saying to the dog “I wouldn’t go out there today it’s raining mice and dogs.”

Naturally, in my world it is always reigning cats.

This is also true:

Why cat's shouldn't drive in the rain

And then there is this picture of Sara in Florida. I was wondering about the t-shirt that says “DRY IS NOT AN OPTION” on the back. Very brave!

Sara in Florida

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November 20, 2007

The Cat’s Whiskers

Filed under: Purrr — Diana Condolo @ 6:00 pm

To call something The cat’s whiskers means that something as superlatively good, first rate, or attractive. A cat always looks first rate, so to call your cat The Cat’s Whiskers is redundant. But when she is sitting there on the porch with her whiskers bristling ….well that always makes me wonder just what is on the cat’s mind.

Cat whiskers are a wonderful example of nature’s exquisite design. Cats usually have 24 whiskers, twelve (2 rows of 6) on each side of her face. They are 2 or three times thicker than ordinary hairs and are rooted very deep in the cat’s face and are attached to a very dense cluster of nerve endings. The whiskers are extremely sensitive to air movement and can easily pick up a slight breeze or an object’s presence from a distance. This is especially useful for cats in a low light situation because they can detect the presence of a mouse who’s movements cause the the air to move ever so slightly, and thus be able to catch their dinner. They say that a cat is so sensitive to air currents that he will know how to navigate a dark room by detecting the air currents flowing around furniture. Neat! I would grow whiskers if I could because I don’t like to turn on the lights at night.

A cat’s whiskers indicate a cat’s mood. A happy or relaxed cat has his whiskers pushed forward. When a cat is feeling defensive the whiskers are pulled back. The bottom two rows of whiskers on a cat can move independently of the top two rows so they can be very expressive.

The most important use of a cat’s whiskers is to help the cat evaulate the size of an opening and judge if he will be able to fit through the opening before attempting to squeeze through and getting stuck if the opening is too small. Since a cat’s whiskers are about as wide as his body and because they are so sensitive to pressure they can be used as a ruler. Cats put their heads in the opening first and if his whiskers brush too closely to the walls around it he will decide whether to proceed or not. Kitties are able to squeeze through very tight holes…we always used to marvel how the late Leone used to be able to get into the house through a very small mailbox …he would lift the door with his paw, stick his head in and slide down the opening.

Whiskers are more than a pretty accessory to a cat’s furry face, they are an important and useful feature for cats. They are used for navigation, measuring openings, and indicating mood. So please, do not cut or trim whiskers it will interfere with their sensing. But do rub your kitties cheeks — they love it!

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November 10, 2007

Cat Sayings

Filed under: Purrr, Culture — Diana Condolo @ 2:56 pm

Here are a few of my favourite cat sayings. There are many more but let’s start with a few:

In Ireland, if something is funny they say: “It would make a cat laugh.”

Bell the Cat: To undertake to do something dangerous.

Cat Around: To seek aimlessly for amusement.

Let the Cat out of the Bag: To tell a secret.

Play Cat and Mouse with: To play with, tease, or keep in suspense in an unkind way.

Put the Cat among the Pigeons: To pit enemies against each other. Set the stage for an inevitable fight.

The Cat’s Pyjamas (or Whiskers): Something considered outstanding.

Which way (or how) the Cat jumps: What direction events are taking.

A Cat in gloves catches no Mice: Not getting what you want by being careful and polite.

Cat’s Miaow: Top of the range.

Like herding Cats: Futile.

She’s a cool Cat: She is unflappable.

Sitting in a Cat bird seat: A person is in a favoured position or being in an advantageous position.

Fat Cat: A person high up in the business world with a lot of money.

Do it in a Cat’s Paw: Do something in a way that no one knows it is you doing it.

Look what the Cat dragged in: A humorously derogatory comment on someone’s arrival.

Curiosity killed the Cat: Warning about being curious.

A Cat has nine lives: Cats can survive things that are severe enough to kill them.

Nervous as a Cat in a room full of rocking chairs: Nervous.

Like a Cat on a hot tin roof: Agitated.

Cat cut your tongue: Speechless.

When the Cat’s away, the Mice will play: Without supervision, people misbehave.

Look like the Cat who swallowed the Canary: To look proud of oneself.

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Filed under: Purrr — Diana Condolo @ 2:24 pm
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