Toon-toons

One can of tuna and five cats.

Oh, wait. Missing a cat...here comes Orangey now!

The clamor rises as I begin to portion out the dishes. Smunchy is the loudest.

I push the last dish to the orange cat. He likes to pretend he isn’t interested.

Ah, the happy sound of five tongues lapping.

Where's Bear?

Bear is doing his best “E.T.” impression. There aren’t enough toys in the house for him to pose as one, but he could pass for a fur collar among the assorted clothing in this pile.

Cat Chores

This is how we clean the George Foreman Grill in the Oar household. Now who wants to come over for hamburgers?

My Cats Bring Me Snacks

Wow, am I lucky. On Friday, I came home to a chipmunk in the house. On Saturday, Bear brought me this snake and Sammy brought a cicada.

Bear makes the most horrible yowling sound when he is carrying prey in his mouth. I could hear him from outside and thought, at first, that he was hurt. The yowls grew louder as he approached the door and pushed through the cat flap. He then deposited the snake at my feet and promptly ignored it. I tried to get the cats interested in it for a few more pictures, but, even though the snake was still quite alive, it wouldn’t move. Smart snake.

I released it back into the “wild.” It appeared undamaged except for a single wound. I think it will recover.