The bug has certainly upped the mobility, flipping and flopping around like a little play machine. She is still sitting with assistance of a well placed Boppy, rather than free-styling it.
It seems that when one sits inside of a Boppy, one should stretch oneself backward, almost upside down, and reach for any toys in need a fresh coat of one's slobber. Especially when one is now able to right oneself back up into a sitting position.
Video calling keeps getting better with the bug quickly learning her way around a touch screen. Specifically, how to hang up on daddy.
However, I think it's time to update on the current cat condition. You see, grandma already had a cat (we'll refer to him as Angel) and now our three (Panda, Rhino, and Monkey for those who don't remember or haven't read the cat post) and the bearded dragon live at grandma's with wifey and the bug.
Angel has welcomed his cousins warmly and seems to be even relieved to have Rhino to play chase with. Panda is still working on sharing space with any cats, but that also is working out.
That our three are so tolerated by Angel is interesting because, prior to their arrival, Angel had a neighborhood friend we call Dolores, due to sad looking markings around the eyes. Dolores does have tags, but never gets close enough to let us look at them.
Angel has firmly put his paw down. Dolores is no longer allowed to come inside and help his/herself to the food. Apparently, there are enough mouths to feed. Angel is fine with Dolores hanging outside, just not inside. Any more.
As far as the bearded dragon goes - he has a heat lamp - in the middle of the living room. Cats like that.
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18 November, 2011
Ice Cream A La Mode
Family on Friday!!!
Don't underestimate the value of your personal family dictionary. It may even be a good idea to write those words and phrases that separate your family from the rest of the world.
The words often start out as misheard or misused innocently enough, but somehow (within the family unit) they catch on. The more embarrassing or confusing they would be out of the home, the more you know what I'm talking about.
A simple example for us is "frozen goodness." Other people call it "ice cream." Grandma calls it "evening freshness." Our bearded dragon eats a mixture of "cubies, nummies, and green leafies" that sound much cuter than the reality. The word "then" is often used as a form of punctuation. "Motherboard" stands in as an all-purpose perfunctory way of communicating that I've lost my audience and have a choice of switching topics or shutting up completely.
Every family has their own long list of such examples. You know when you're really getting to know someone when you get definitions and explanations of their family dictionary. Even more so when you find yourself using them.
What these words do (other than amuse) is act like a sort of cement in the family identity. When we hear and use them, we are reminded of how close we are and how much time we have spent together.
Being in love means never having to complete a sentence.
Don't underestimate the value of your personal family dictionary. It may even be a good idea to write those words and phrases that separate your family from the rest of the world.
The words often start out as misheard or misused innocently enough, but somehow (within the family unit) they catch on. The more embarrassing or confusing they would be out of the home, the more you know what I'm talking about.
A simple example for us is "frozen goodness." Other people call it "ice cream." Grandma calls it "evening freshness." Our bearded dragon eats a mixture of "cubies, nummies, and green leafies" that sound much cuter than the reality. The word "then" is often used as a form of punctuation. "Motherboard" stands in as an all-purpose perfunctory way of communicating that I've lost my audience and have a choice of switching topics or shutting up completely.
Every family has their own long list of such examples. You know when you're really getting to know someone when you get definitions and explanations of their family dictionary. Even more so when you find yourself using them.
What these words do (other than amuse) is act like a sort of cement in the family identity. When we hear and use them, we are reminded of how close we are and how much time we have spent together.
Being in love means never having to complete a sentence.
15 November, 2011
Bug Meet Panda
We have three cats and a bearded dragon for pets. The cats are much more interested in each other than the bearded dragon and the disinterest is mutual. Not much phases the bearded dragon except hawks. He can spot a hawk before it's a dot against the sky and, when he's outside, much time is spent looking for or at hawks.
Each cat could not be more different than the others. Best as I can explain it, they are panda, woolly rhinoceros, and stinky monkey.
Panda took it upon herself to be the babysitter from day one (maybe even the older sister). Woolly rhino eventually worked up enough courage to smell the bug, but it hasn't got much more involved than that. The monkey (in a good mood) will give the bug a prolonged headbutt at times with the loudest of the three purrs, but mostly we just try to keep her butt away from the baby when the monkey comes by.
Cats love the cozy softness of baby gears, but typically are put off by the erratic awkwardness of baby.
Typically.
Panda, as it turns out, is rather comfortable with her ward. This past week, the bug has become increasingly grabby. Everything has a texture and that texture must be fully explored. Panda has a texture.
Much to my (and panda's) delight, the bug has been watching and learning how to pet a cat. She did really well running her tiny hand down the side of panda, who leaned in for pressure management. There was a noticeable lift at the end of each stroke, a return to the front of the cat, and delighted squeals and coos all the way back along the side of panda.
The bug likes to grab my chin hairs and occasionally the hair on my head. Her grip is strong, but she doesn't yank or pull much. I mention this because I have an educated guess to what panda felt when the bug did finally grab a big handful of fur. Panda pulled out of the baby clutches gently (losing some tufts of fur), without making a sound, and positioned herself out of reach.
The result would have been very different with rhino (who probably would have ran under the bed before the bug could fully extend her arm) or monkey. Not surprising though as it was panda who has hung by the bug for almost five months now.
It was a big moment in our understanding of things. For panda, the bug, and myself.
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