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When Mac was a kitten, we were told by the vets that he had a heart murmur. We were worried about it, but he never showed any symptoms and, as he grew older, the problem apparently disappeared (according to the vets). So eventually we didn't give it a second thought.

Read more... )

And that's been about all the salient points of the past week.
sareini: default (000 cats)
I just found this on the "Best of CraigsList" and spent several minutes nearly doubled over laughing...

Ferocious Attack Kitten

"This destructive kitty has been trained as a proud warrior and will fiercely defend your house, even against you. Well-trained since 10-weeks of age to attack anything in his presence, he will protect your family from evil things, including the following:

* insects

* other trained attack kittens

* babies

* toilet paper

* anything under a blanket

* unwanted house guests
* paper bags

* floor rugs

* Chuck Norris

* Feet. "

My trained attack kitten is currently asleep at the foot of my bed, resting after he had to punish my shoes for taking me out of the house this morning...
sareini: (cat)
Mac found a worm last night.

It was raining pretty heavily yesterday evening, and so this work must have come out from underground and somehow made its way into our kitchen. So when I came through to make myself dinner, I found Mac on the floor, watching this worm intently as it squirmed along the floor. Occasionally he'd lean in to sniff tenatively at it, but back up if it started to curl towards him. He obviously had no idea what to make of it.

Mac is fascinated by "stuff that moves". He tries to catch small spiders, not because he's hunting them, but because they move fast and he doesn't know what they are, so he wants a closer look. Larger spiders (ie. the big bastard of a spider that lives in various parts of our house whose mandibles are clearly visible) worry him somewhat though, and he prefers to just watch them from a distance.

He once caught a bee by accident. We found him sitting with it between hit paws, batting at it gently to try to make it move. If it had tried to sting him it didn't succeed, likely because of his thick fur, because he suffered absolutely no ill effects.

Jelli, of course, is the complete opposite. Insects? Meh. I'm sleeping/cleaning/eating. Go bother someone else about them.
sareini: default (Silent Night Deadly Night)
If it wasn't for the headache, I'd be happy.

But anyway, this year I got:

(from Nick)
- two Black Label Society albums, The Blessed Hellride and Hangover Music, Vol 6. Sam introduced me to this band about a month or so ago, and I'm really enjoying them.
- Transformers DVD
- The Thing
- Hostel Parts 1 and 2. Yeah, I know, it's sheer car-crash cinema (in the extreme-gore sense of the term) but I'm a completist and I was also actually interested in what the second one was like.

(from Nick's mother)
- a scented candle (Ginger flower)
- The Thing (yeah, I know...)
- an epilator. Hey, she's trying here, even if she still doesn't know me all that well...

I got Nick:

- a book on wrestling's greatest heels
- The Hulk (2-disc special edition)
- Hellboy
- a Chocolate Orange gift pack

Nick's mother also got the cats a big crinkly bag they can climb in with a sachet of catnip in the bottom. Mac has turned into a total junkie, and barely comes out of the bag, except for munchies...

Maybe more later, when my head's feeling better.
sareini: default (Silent Night Deadly Night)
Perhaps for once, everything is going to plan. All the presents are wrapped (with help from Mac, who is fascinated by the whole process and alternates between watching intently, trying to pounce stray bits of paper and trying to figure out just what, exactly, sticky tape is...) and, because we don't have a tree this year due to fear that the cats would demolish it, being guarded by the giant stuffed tiger in the living room. Tomorrow's Christmas dinner (steak for him, pork loins for me) is defrosting in the fridge. Even the first part of my big Christmas-timed RP in-game started without a hitch last night.

...

I have nothing to do now. I don't like this.
sareini: Official NaNo participant icon (NaNoWriMo)
I *am* still alive!

I just had a really exhausting week-and-a-half (or so). I'd go into detail, but I'm saving that for later, plus, I know that if I do, I'll end up forgetting what I actually want to write about, get distracted and end up getting nothing done for most of the day).

I have started NaNo though, despite the pull of City of... (although stress levels are rising there - again, I'll talk more later), and have mangaged to get to a grand total of 1,517 words so far, which according to the spreadsheet I downloaded means I'm 3% done. Which I think is an average start, if nothing else.

Especially because Jelli has apparently taught Mac one of her favourite tricks.

Whenever Jelli sees me writing, be it on the computer or on a notepad, she immediately comes over and either sits on the notepad or gets between me and the keyboard. Either she thinks very little of my writing or she considers the whole practice to be a waste of good stroking time, but the end result is the same. And now Mac's started doing it - or his best approximation, as he can't climb up on my computer desk. Instead he tries to scale the back of my chair. He's gotten the "sitting on notepads" thing down pat though.

If they weren't so damn cute and appealing when they do it, I'd shut them in a closet...
sareini: default (000 cats)
We just had an escape attempt.

I'd popped outside to check on the 'cat shed', making sure there was fresh water and the like, and I got talking to our next-door neighbour (I also got barked at a lot by the holidaying Rottie, who in fact got so worryingly aggressive that she had to get taken inside. Yes, I saw that her tail was wagging as she barked and made little growls at me, but that doesn't change the fact that she's never done that to anyone before and was really not at all happy to see me. If it had been Nick there, he'd have just gone.). At one point I opened the back door a crack to let Mac out, because he never goes far anyway and is still scared of our next-door neighbour.

So, we were talking about cats and, coincidentally, I was just saying about how Jelli doesn't come out because she's blind, when next-door neighbour says "Oh, there she is!"

I look around and Jelli is poking her head out of the slightly-open back door. Oh crap.

Even Mac knew that this was not good and attempted to get his sister to go back in, but she was having none of it. She sauntered out into the back yard and started investigating. And there was me without my protective clothing.

Jelli will only let Nick pick her up, you see. Anyone else suffers the death of a thousand very sharp claws in whatever bits of soft flesh she can sink them into. And Jelli was currently wandering down, collarless, chipless and with questionable eyesight, to the end of the garden where there were numerous holes in wire fencing and wooden gate for her to get out through.

I did seriously consider just forgoing the risk and picking her up (I figured I could always go to the hospital later), but in the end I just legged it upstairs and woke Nick, who quickly threw pants on (shame they were the ones with the loose waist elastic that meant they started to slip down when he was outside) and came down to retrieve Jelli. There was a moment of panic when we couldn't see her... but she was just behind an old fridge, sniffing at the ground (we think that's where the other cats who visit go to the bathroom, because Mac really likes to sniff that spot as well). Then Nick just picked her up and took her back in, while she just made a token struggle.

Gods, my heart is still racing. Until today, Jelli has never shown any interest in the outside since we moved. Really, if it wasn't for her eyes and the fact that we don't have a catflap (which would mean that we'd have to leave the door open 24/7) we'd have no problem in letting her out either. But she can't see very well, she doesn't know the area, and she doesn't have any identification on her...

We may well have to get her chipped as a precautionary measure even if we don't plan to let her out again (she doesn't like collars)...

Dog

Sep. 7th, 2007 06:40 pm
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Our next door neighbours are looking after a friend's dog for a couple of weeks. It's a rottweiler, and a big one at that, which is going to make the next fortnight really interesting for poor Nick whenever he goes out into the back yard. I guess I'll be hanging the washing on the line for a while...

Apparently though, the dog is really sweet, so I don't think there'll be that much of a problem, and she's also used to cats, so we can continue to take Mac out occasionally and not worry about the Rottie trying to jump the wall to eat him (Mac is fascinated with the outside but too daft to be an outdoor cat, so we take him out for supervised play sessions in the back yard).

Waking up to the sound of the dog crying in the back garden because it's been let out to do its business for five minutes and doesn't want to be left on its own is a little disorienting, though...
sareini: default (Blogathon)
[Note: This is a sticky post. The actual Blogathon posts are to be found below this one. Just scroll on down.]

If you've wandered onto this blog at some point during July 2007, particularly between the 28th and 29th, you're most likely here because of Blogathon. Or you could have been here before, but are wondering just what in the blue hell is going on with all the posts. This post is (theoretically) supposed to answer those questions.

So, what is Blogathon anyway? )

Who are you blogging for, then? )

What are you going to be doing during this Blogathon? )

Gas Leak!

Jul. 30th, 2007 12:42 pm
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Well, that has to be one of the least fun ways to start a week off, ever.

Read the exciting - kind of - tale here! )

And now I'm going back to bed. If there's another gas leak, I'll take the explosion risk, thank you very much.
sareini: default (American gods - riding the lightning)
Poor Mummy. She hasn't been sleeping well lately, and I think it's getting to her now. She keeps closing her eyes and looking like she's going to nod off - so I'm being helpful and nosebutting her whenever she does, to keep her awake. I think she needs to eat some cheesecake.



This is a simple movie to describe: There's someone going round in a funny costume and killing people. But apparently this was a really important movie for horror films, because it 'reinvented the genre' (that's what Mummy says, anyway, or at least she says that other people said it). Everyone in the film makes fun of the situation they're in, and I suppose it does seem funny because I don't think this sort of thing happens outside of the movies.

In the end though, it still seems to be a lot like most of the other movies Mummy watches, just with more talking. Which makes it a little boring.

***

Quote! I didn't forget it this time!

“We’re on an express elevator to hell. Going DOWN!”
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I forgot the movie quote! Sorry!

“In Italy under the Borgias, they had warfare, bloodshed and tyranny but what did that produce? Michaelangelo, Leonardo da Vinci and the Renaissance. In Switzerland, they had democracy. Five hundred years of peace and brotherly love. What did that produce? The cuckoo clock. Goodnight Howard.”

Now Jelli can stop glaring at me...
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Hi! Mac again. Mummy says that we should use this post to quickly mention someone else who's doing this Blogathon for the PDSA, which means she's a wonderful person too! Her journal's called Black Doggerel, and you can find it here. Yay!

Mummy doesn't have a picture for this movie, which she is a little confused over, but she's still waking up so it's okay.

This is a movie about vampires, only they aren't vampires that wear silly long capes and speak with funny accents and live in old castles with a lot of bats. These vampires drive around in a camper van and are really just like regular people - except, you know, the bit where they catch fire if they go out in daylight, which must really hurt and stuff, and the blood drinking.

Anyway, this regular non-vampire person gets turned into a vampire by accident by one of them, and he has to go with them, but he doesn't really want to and there's a lot of shouting and fighting. The vampires are nice sometimes, and bad other times, like in one bit of the film where they go into a bar and kill everyone there in icky ways.

Mummy says that the movie was special because they didn't actually call the vampires 'vampires' in it. I don't really understand that because I thought you could tell if someone was a vampire because they would drink other people's blood and that's what these people were doing... I don't understand humans. And I don't think I understand vampires either. Or cannibals.
sareini: default (000 cats)
Hi! My name's Mac and I'm helping my Mummy with this Blogathon thing that she's doing - along with my grumpy big sister Jelli.

Mummy says we're doing this Blogathon for something called the PDSA, which helps people who have sick pets but don't have very much money. I don't like vets (whenever I go there they stick a needle in me, and one time they shaved my paw!), but I guess that it's good that the sick pets get looked after, because being sick is no fun at all.

So anyway, Mummy thought it would be a good idea if Jelli and me helped out by telling you about some of the strange movies Mummy watches sometimes (and she watches a lot of them!). Jelli says she did something similar last year, but I wasn't here then so I don't know. So Jelli and I are going to take turns, and I get to go first!

(Although I think that's because Jelli is lazy and doesn't want to get up off her cushion yet.)



This is a silly movie. It's all about some people who are soldiers or something, only some of them have gone kind of mad and started eating other people. They lock some of them up in a hospital but they get out anyway and start eating people. And then some of the people they only eat bits of start eating people too, and then they all run away and hide in a sewer (yuk!) but get caught and killed in some icky ways (one of them gets a big hole blown in his tummy, and you can see all the way through it! Icky!)

I don't understand why the people are going around eating other people, and when I asked Mummy she said she didn't know either. Hmph. That's kind of silly, because there should be a reason for people trying to eat other people. Even in the zombie movies Mummy watches there's a reason (I think it's because they're dead, but I don't think people really eat other people when they're dead...). Also, everyone acts really strange in the movie, like when a policeman finds another policeman eating a lady, and he doesn't start shouting and screaming and stuff like I'd think he'd do. He just sounds kind of sad.

Do people often just start eating other people? Maybe that's why they don't get all mad, just sad and slow.

***

Oh! Mummy just reminded me that I've got to tell you the first movie quote for her quiz too, so here it is:

“The only rules that matter are these: What a man can do and what a man can’t do.”
sareini: default (American Gods - organising gods/cats)
I watched The Omen (1976 version) last night/this morning (I've not been sleeping much the past few days).

I am now starting to consider the possibility that Mac is the AntiKitten.
sareini: ('everything is true')
Gods, I've not been properly online in days. First I got smacked with a dose of that good ole' CFS exhaustion (that is, more than usual), which left me crawling out of bed and barely able to do anything past the basics of keeping yourself alive. Then, just as I was starting to feel human again, I think I caught a mini-bug that Nick had and passed onto me. Still got that, actually. It's not fun.

So, what's been happening in the Meat-World while I've been gone?

The House )

The Cats )

The Novel )

So that's what's been happening. Now, to feed the cats...
sareini: default (Good Omens - Sunday Times)
Today I have a migraine. Ow. I suspect that it might have something to do with the fact that I stayed up till 3am playing CoV with the group (we were trying to do a Strike Force, but the bloody mobs were all level 20 and our highest member was (I think) 17. So it was an experience, if nothing else.

Had to get a copy of today's Independent just for the front cover: here

Got my birthday present from Nick's mother today (originally she sent it to our old address, but we'd just moved so we weren't there to get it or the card, so it got sent back to her and she had to send it again). It's a pair of pyjamas with bunnies on them, which is convenient as I needed a pair of pyjamas. Admittedly she was rather flattering in guessing that I was a size 14-16 when I'm a 16-18 (damn hips), but I can still get into them. And they came wrapped in a glittery ribbon that Mac likes to play with. Oh, and there were also chocolates.

I need to go do some writing now, since I spent the afternoon in bed with photophobia and temporary blindness in my left eye from the migraine and therefore couldn't write then...

Ugh.

Oct. 14th, 2006 08:35 pm
sareini: (unwell)
I have the 'flu.

This is what comes from going out in the cold and rain to check bank balances and pick up stuff for your boyfriend (although to be fair, it wasn't raining when I left the house), and then to top it off, standing in the unbelievably cold weather outside a house for 20 minutes that you don't even get to see because the woman who was supposed to be showing us round got in a car accident and they couldn't get hold of us in time.

Bleagh.

On the other hand, Jelli is looking after me. She gets down off her latest perch on top of the fridge to check on me every few hours, meows and nuzzles at me until I give her a satisfactory response, then returns to her spot after several minutes stroking.

Mac, on the other hand, just climbs all over everything and gets stuck in the bathroom sink. And he's going to be the easier one to move house with.

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