Monday, June 11, 2007
More Family Members
I would say I'm a cat person, mainly because of our childhood cat Coco (short for Coconut). It was only a matter of time before Bell and I got us some purty cats of our own. We've had them for about 6 months now (they've already lasted longer than some of our poor fish) and I've finally gotten the photo's off Bell's camera. Allow me to formally introduce them:
Yes, we have named another pet after my favourite ice hockey player (and recently named youngest ever NHL captain) Sidney Crosby. (To be fair - the fish's name was "Crosby Scores" which is a lot different from plain old Crosby). Crosby is probably the runt of his litter (even thought he eats like some kind of pig-cat) - but while he is tiny, his snow white fur is incredibly soft and his eyes are a brilliant blue. Crosby loves human interaction, and will waltz up to Belinda and I, meow, then lie down on his back awaiting pats. Crosby is an attention seeker, and because Belinda can give him attention most days Crosby would probably be Belinda's cat.
Belinda wanted a dignified name for our cats, but was really stuck on Oscar. I was happy with the name too, but mainly because of the Sesame Street connection (though my number one choice for a Sesame Street name was Frazzle). Oscar must be one of the biggest cats from his litter, he can always be heard plodding up the hallway. Oscar loves playing underneath things such as boxes and sheets and has a silver streak in his fur as well as a goatie (a centimeter or so long tuff of hair under his chin). Oscar isn't as openly affectionate as Crosby, but starts his loud purrs when you look at him, and will always come and lie right next to me before going bed to get some pattings. Oscar has bonded better to me and would probably be my cat.
Both cats are Ragdolls, a placid and docile breed that tend to go floppy when held upsidedown (hence the name). They're very cute, and have made me look forward to going home that little bit more. Belinda has taken heaps of photos of course:
The first photo taken - I think this is Crosby (the only way I could tell the difference at this age was Oscar's goatie which is not visible here)
Pretty sure this is Oscar - goatie is barely visible
Crosby loved this little tunnell in their scratching post (he can't fit in there anymore)
They both loved little pieces of rope or string - just like the cartoons!
Even a brief iron didn't straighten Crosby's fur
The boys wrestle a fair bit - and used to love fighting on the scratching post
Chillin'
We have small chairs with mesh bottoms that they would use to fight between
Crosby Clause
Oscar was not amused
No, this is not the reason we lost all of our fishies
They love each other
Oscar's dirty little secret
Yes?
Oscar is our very own Bonsai Kitten
They hardly ever sleep together like this anymore - so Belinda took a quick photo
It may be a bit girly, but our kittens are cool!
Crosby
Yes, we have named another pet after my favourite ice hockey player (and recently named youngest ever NHL captain) Sidney Crosby. (To be fair - the fish's name was "Crosby Scores" which is a lot different from plain old Crosby). Crosby is probably the runt of his litter (even thought he eats like some kind of pig-cat) - but while he is tiny, his snow white fur is incredibly soft and his eyes are a brilliant blue. Crosby loves human interaction, and will waltz up to Belinda and I, meow, then lie down on his back awaiting pats. Crosby is an attention seeker, and because Belinda can give him attention most days Crosby would probably be Belinda's cat.
Oscar
Belinda wanted a dignified name for our cats, but was really stuck on Oscar. I was happy with the name too, but mainly because of the Sesame Street connection (though my number one choice for a Sesame Street name was Frazzle). Oscar must be one of the biggest cats from his litter, he can always be heard plodding up the hallway. Oscar loves playing underneath things such as boxes and sheets and has a silver streak in his fur as well as a goatie (a centimeter or so long tuff of hair under his chin). Oscar isn't as openly affectionate as Crosby, but starts his loud purrs when you look at him, and will always come and lie right next to me before going bed to get some pattings. Oscar has bonded better to me and would probably be my cat.
Both cats are Ragdolls, a placid and docile breed that tend to go floppy when held upsidedown (hence the name). They're very cute, and have made me look forward to going home that little bit more. Belinda has taken heaps of photos of course:
The first photo taken - I think this is Crosby (the only way I could tell the difference at this age was Oscar's goatie which is not visible here)
Pretty sure this is Oscar - goatie is barely visible
Crosby loved this little tunnell in their scratching post (he can't fit in there anymore)
They both loved little pieces of rope or string - just like the cartoons!
Even a brief iron didn't straighten Crosby's fur
The boys wrestle a fair bit - and used to love fighting on the scratching post
Chillin'
We have small chairs with mesh bottoms that they would use to fight between
Crosby Clause
Oscar was not amused
No, this is not the reason we lost all of our fishies
They love each other
Oscar's dirty little secret
Yes?
Oscar is our very own Bonsai Kitten
They hardly ever sleep together like this anymore - so Belinda took a quick photo
It may be a bit girly, but our kittens are cool!
# posted by Joel Dixon @ 11:22 PM 
