Jack the Cat Poses for a Fall Photo Shoot

He's cute, but he's a real bad model.  It took forever to get him to sit anywhere near the mum like I wanted.

Instead, he spent a lot of time doing this...

And this...

And this...

New Etsy Store: Knick Knack Parade

Knick Knack Parade

Jack helped me open my new shop today! 

Happy New Year!

I guess this was a pretty good year.  Jack kept busy doing lots of cute things.  He had plenty of time to nap and scratch the furniture.  He was completely spoiled this Christmas; I think he received more gifts than I did!  I think his New Year's resolution is to nap inside every plastic shopping bag we bring home.

As for me... I'm going on a diet.  I'll let you know how it goes.  I cannot believe the amount of belly pudge I have going on.  

Thoughts on my future:

I have decided that I need to set more goals.

 

Goals related to:

Career (freelance this summer, get moving on grad school?)

Artistic expression (craft fair?)

Paying off the student loans (reselling thrift?)

 

Where will life bring me?

Where will I take my life?

Kitty Eye Candy

 

Jack says hello.  

Jack Got a Hair Cut!

In the weeks prior to Jack's haircut, he had looked pretty pathetic.  He spent all day laying around the apartment like in the photo above, except with his arms stretched out as far as they would go above his head, probably in an effort to air his body out in the heat.  He was coughing up a bunch of hairballs and pretty much just miserable, so I finally took him in for a grooming. 

Now he sits around the apartment in normal cat positions, and seems pretty happy.  Occasionally, he still likes to lay on his back and stretch out, and now it's even cuter:

The only downside of having him groomed is that I think he get's confused more often about his tail.  He chases it all the time and tries to bite it - I guess he doesn't recognize his own self!

I Made a Crappy Video!

Song Credits: Life Without You, from the album Small and Fancy by Pamela Maurer and Jonas Friddle: The Influence Pedlars

Jack + Balloons = One Scared Kitty

Yesterday was the boyfriend's birthday, and to surprise him I decorated the house with streamers and balloons.  It wasn't much of a surprise, as I had to do it at 5:00 A.M. before he woke up - and of course he heard me cutting and ripping and rustling and taping the crepe paper to the walls.  But it was nice just the same.  And there were balloons (!), which we had fun rubbing onto Jack's fur to make them stick, after which Jack would walk around the apartment sideways trying to get away from them, probably wondering why they were so persistent in their pursuit.  We tortured him with balloons so much that he is now afraid of them, and will run and hide if he sees us coming with one in our hands.