kiya: (bow to the shiny)
( Apr. 19th, 2017 11:42 am)
[personal profile] artan has made a cat tree.

I have taken pictures of a cat in this cat tree, since Dame Lily happened to come upstairs right when we were finished putting it in the window.

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kiya: (Default)
( Apr. 8th, 2017 10:10 pm)
Photos of two of them under the cut assuming this is behaving.

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kiya: (let's go)
( Apr. 3rd, 2017 04:20 pm)
Three things make a post.

1) We have been approved to adopt catlings. It's about six months since we lost Len, and we decided it was time to start looking. We will be bringing home a pair of black youngsters, and we are trying to decide if we are also going to adopt a Holstein cat as well.

2) I have made formal plans for next ink.


My short story, "Delayed Exchange Deferred", will be appearing in the Zombies Need Brains, LLC anthology, The Death Of All Things. The TOC will be coming out real soon now, so I don't know who all I'm sharing pages with yet, but the company website says "It will include short stories by multi-award winning and NYT-bestselling authors Stephen Blackmore, Aliette de Boddard, Christie Golden, Jim C. Hines, Jason Hough, Faith Hunter, and Fran Wilde."

So, you know, if you're just dying to read my take on playing chess with Death (and yes, they are playing the Ruy Lopez opening, that is not a spoiler), that's where you can go to get you some of that stuff.

The book can be preordered here.

You guys, this is my first professional sale. (ZNB hits the payment benchmark for professional sale for SFWA though I don't think they're officially recognised as a qualifying market from a quick glance at the site.) Also: also. Also! I did the thing! rasfc folks, y'all know I've been wanting to do the thing! I did the thing!
Hug your cats. Hug your kids. Hug everyone.
kiya: (snug)
( Sep. 14th, 2014 10:08 am)
Goodbye to the sweetest, most loving, stupid charming cat I've ever known.

I'll write more later.

[ profile] artan_eter and KJ are going out to dig his grave.

Grave goods include catnip, a handful of kibble, and the red twisty off the top of a gallon of milk.

He shed on me one last time.
kiya: (snug)
( Aug. 18th, 2014 07:05 pm)
The good: Arthur has come home. He is still frail, but has regained a little weight, and has a cornucopia of medications for the next few weeks. They want him back in for bloodwork in two weeks to see whether we can eliminate worst possibilities.

The bad: Attempting to leave the vet's I managed to shred one of the brand new tyres on the van.

The tired: Me.
kiya: (snug)
( Aug. 17th, 2014 11:36 am)
Vet called me at about quarter of nine to say the Arthing had eaten all the food they left him overnight. (He sounded a bit impressed.)

I'm going by the hospital in a bit to visit the invalid.

ETA Apparently they syringe-fed him a little this morning and his reaction was roughly "Well if you're going to be that way about it let me at my food dish, sheesh."
kiya: (snug)
( Aug. 16th, 2014 01:53 pm)
Arthur has been checked into the hospital for a long-term stay.

I am stressed out of my everliving mind and this is the cherry on top.

ETA: update from vet when he went off-shift: Arthur is eating, both kibble and wet food. THIS IS VERY GOOD.
KJ: Myow.
Cat: Mew.
KJ: Myow.
Cat: Mew.
KJ: Meah, myeah, myow myow.
Cat: Mrrr.
KJ: Myoww.
Me: What are you and Arthur talking about?
KJ: Meow!
kiya: (nose)
( Jan. 31st, 2009 04:54 pm)
The one redeeming factor in the spilling of dry spaghetti all over the kitchen floor is how it amuses the cat.

Mind, said cat leaves the kitchen every time I go in there because gracious, there's no way that he would be doing something so silly as killing the bits of dry spaghetti that I didn't manage to tidy up.

So I go back to the living room and ...

... thumpathumpascrabbleskittersnapthump ....
kiya: (new perspectives)
( Dec. 22nd, 2007 03:19 pm)
The funniest thing about the cat storage unit (containing the sheepskin [ profile] kviri and [ profile] staralshain gave us after it was rejected by their boys) is the way that Arthur grooms there.

He has white feet, you see, so he sort of drifts off to the side because the sheepskin is also white.

And then he grooms the sheep.

And then his tongue gets stuck.
kiya: (new perspectives)
( Dec. 14th, 2007 04:44 pm)
The major drawback to the glass-top stovetop (aside from it being electric, but take that as a given) is that Arthur keeps walking across it on the way somewhere; I keep catching him half on the stove.

One of these days he's gonna burn the everliving fuck out of his paws.

... now he's on the house shrine. Cats.
kiya: (bluejay)
( Oct. 4th, 2007 02:50 pm)
So I have this tub of blue hair dye that my hair is too dark to hold (and bleaching my hair is an experiment that Will Not Be Repeated).

And for a long, long time I have contemplated the tub of blue hair dye and the bright white portions of the cat. And resisted this urge.

Just now ... a blue pen leaked mightily. I spent a while going, 'Wait, why is the tip of my finger nail blue?' then moved my hand and realised I was covered in blue ink.

And the cat rolled and went to sleep on it.

I have a blue-spotted cat.

I'm trying to figure out if this means that dyeing him blue is redundant or required, now.
... [ profile] teinedreugan got home and asked me if I'd seen Lennon.

There was a bit of going over the house, in the "I don't think I've seen him since yesterday" mode, and we came to the conclusion that he had to have gotten out. (He frequently vanishes for many hours at a time, because he's a Very Introverted Cat, so his absence is not as notable as Arthur's would be.)

Thus the flashlight and the flailing and the calling for him, and finally the relocation of cat in the bushes in front of the house and the transportation back inside. Where he poked around, declared, 'Yay, kibble!', got growled at by his brother, and appears fine.

Waugh, crazed.
    Whitney unidles, laughs and laughs and laughs.
    Otto [[ profile] blacktarrant] ?
    Brooks [[ profile] brooksmoses] peers quizzically. Share?
    Otto says, "Or are you laughing at the 'g2g, my mom's cancer is on fire'?"
    Otto says, "I sporfled when I saw that someone had used 'BRB Tornado'."
    Whitney says, "So [[ profile] teinedreugan] came downstairs and petulantly explained that he was *not* going to sleep in the wet spot, and would I help him change the sheets?"
    Otto giggles.
    Otto says, "Wait, you mean, guys will sleep in the wet spot? Damnit! I've been getting shafted all these years."
    Whitney says, "You see, last night as one of my minor tasks for proper minionage for [[ profile] arawen], I got a mug of water, due to fluid loss from exertion. This was, amazingly enough, not all consumed; half of it was left on the bedside table."
    Otto says, "Oh dear."
    Whitney says, "Now, at some point in here Arthur stuck his face in it and tried to drown himself. On the third go he figured out how to stick his face in without submerging his nose ..."
    Whitney says, "I thought no more of it."
    Whitney says, "There was a mysterious upstairs thump a few hours back ..."
    Otto repeats, "Oh dear."
    Whitney says, "I'm not sure if this is 'life with cats' or 'fun jokes involving one's husband and boyfriend' or some strange amalgamation of both, but I am laughing my fucking ass off."
    Otto giggles.
    Whitney says, "And washing the sheets needed done anyway, and counts as my second useful task for the day, so I don't have to catalogue another fucking box of books when I'm done with this one."
    Otto snickers more, decides to wander off to bed, where there is no wet spot, thank god.

*hits forward on iTunes until it comes up with something funny for music*
kiya: (snug)
( Nov. 15th, 2006 08:08 pm)
[Public] Whitney says, "[[ profile] arawen] is messing with my cat's tiny little mind."
[Public] Whitney says, "He has a clothespin. Arthur has fur."
[Public] Queer for the Diphthongs Tesla [[ profile] oneironaut] cackles.
[Public] Whitney says, "The first one was clipped to his chest, and Athur made bewildered noises and then carefully removed it with his jaws."
[Public] Whitney says, "So he clipped the clothespin to the back of Arthur's head."
[Public] Whitney says, "THis produced a vigorous headshaking with remarkable targetting, as the clothespin hit [[ profile] arawen] rather squarely."
[Public] Queer for the Diphthongs Tesla says, "Aw. Tiny, vapid revenge. ;)"
[Public] Whitney says, "Pretty much, yeah."
kiya: (buddha)
( Aug. 31st, 2006 04:32 pm)
Photograph behind cut. )
kiya: (snug)
( Mar. 18th, 2006 04:35 pm)
My cat -- not one of the boys, the one who lives with my father -- died this morning.

I'm going to write about her now. If I can find the cable for the camera, I have some photos of her from a few months ago and I'll update this entry accordingly. I've added a photo. I may put more in this gallery. (Thank you, [ profile] suzimoses, for the copies of other photos.)

RIP Misty Modderman-Nicoll, 1987?-2006 )

Bast welcome her and carry her to the West.

Dad's going to bury her next to the pond. I told him to plant catnip around the grave for her.

More stories, as I remember them. )
I can drop a ring on a cluttered floor and Lennon will go to point.

(Still breathing. Have not yet expelled a lung.)
He pulled through the surgery all right.

They didn't find any serious damage. None of his guts were cut, and there wasn't any major inflammation. We have a few days to fret; there may be complications, either from the string or from the surgery.

They'll call us in the morning with a status update and more detailed prognosis, but as it looks at the moment, it seems like he's probably going to be okay.

Thank you, everyone, who sent prayers and good thoughts.

He's probably going to be okay.


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