Felines in my phone

I woke up this morning, and the air seemed a bit better.  Look up the AQI: 188.  Bleah -- that is just like yesterday started; the only reason it seemed better is by comparison to the 230 or so we had last night when I came back from rehearsal.  Self-imposed house arrest for me again today.

As a result, there is boredom and dissatisfaction with the lack of exercise this week.  I filled the morning with fighting chaos in the office, designing our holiday card, figuring out what to do about our contribution to Thanksgiving dinner, and consolidating pictures from my phone into our main photo library.  Killing time, in other words.

Man, there are a lot of cat pictures on my phone.  Our cats are much less suspicious of a phone than a conventional camera, for reasons I don't quite understand.

The cats are good at sloth.  Bobber sometimes tries to camoflage herself in a dirty laundry nest,

but more often is found in the one small patch of sunshine in any given room.  Note the prodigious nap-inducing powers of the cat in this one.

Lately, as it has gotten colder, she also quite likes the heated kitty bed we inherited from a friend whose cats have passed on.

The dining room chairs are also favorites.  She has a knack for intuiting who might want to sit down next and preemptively installing herself on that person's chair.

Mariam, on the other hand, always sleeps in the kid's room.  Last month, however, she spent a lot of time at the vet, as she had stopped eating and lost a lot of weight (9 lb down to about 5.5).  Poor kitty's kidneys are going.

There is a temporary restoration of health after application of IV fluids; I now have to apply fluids subcutaneously a couple of times week at home.  She is looking much more perky now.  However, even though this picture *looks* like she has grown green dinosaur spikes on her back as a side effect, that is not the case.  Why are there no cats with dinosaur spikes??

The cat is definitely chowing more food, and you can see her eyes again!

Chad was amused by my use of a large bowl on the kitchen scale as a cat-weighing apparatus.  This wouldn't work with the other cat, but Mariam is pretty mellow.  Back up to 6 lb 13 oz this morning.

The non-mellow cat, letting her typical internal crazo show.

Same cat, trying to play it cool.  Artist kid in the family likes the eye shadow shape.

Maybe a cat will come sit on my lap as I work through the routine Friday afternoon investment reading :)