Bringing us gifts

I’m never going to have a full night’s sleep again.

Fang wakes me up with a paw to the face. Khaleesi wakes me up by bringing me gifts.

A couple weeks ago, I was woken up by some weird noise I could not for the life of me place. It sounded like someone tapping a plastic tub of some kind. But we don’t have any plastic in our bedroom – and who would be tapping at 2am anyway?

The noise was loud enough and persistent enough that I was sitting up in bed, trying to ascertain where the sound was coming from. Andrew, of course, sound asleep, not bothered in the slightest. I woke up enough to realize that is was probably the cats doing something. But again, we don’t have any plastic in our room. What could they be doing?

I got out of bed and walked around to Andrew’s side of the bed, where it sounded like the cats must be.

The moonlight was diffused coming through the window, but I saw enough to notice that Khaleesi was on the bed near Andrew’s feet, bent over gnawing on something. She stopped when I got to her, and I could see that she had somehow carried her (mostly) empty food bowl all the way upstairs, into our bed, turned it face-down and was trying to get a grip on the bottom of it with her little mouth.

I had noticed her playing with the bowl in the kitchen a few days prior. It’s significantly bigger than her head, and nearly half her size, but very lightweight so she’s able to bat it around the floor (making a ton of noise). I’ve even seen her carry it once – rim in her mouth and the rest of the bowl hanging down almost all the way to her feet.

But how she carried it all the way from the kitchen to the stairs and up the stairs and into our room and onto our bed? I have no idea.

WHY she would do that was an even bigger question.

A few nights after that, I was woken up by Khaleesi playing with one of her little toys on top of the blanket directly between my legs. Since she had woken me up, I sat up a little, and tossed the ball off of the bed through the bedroom doorway – hoping she would follow the ball and leave me alone.

Not long after I had lay back down and fallen asleep, Khaleesi was back on the blanket playing.

I then remembered that I have recently been trying to teach her to play fetch with said toy ball. She’s been doing pretty well, so I shouldn’t be that surprised that she brought it back to me.

In this instance, however, she went above and beyond. Khaleesi had brought me back her ball, just like I always ask her to. But she also brought me one of my camera lens caps that she had found god-knows-where. You know, just in case I wanted that too.

My only guess is she also assumed we needed her food bowl so figured out a way to bring it to us.

Since then she has brought up her food bowl several more times, brought up their toys multiple times, and while we were out of town recently they brought up an empty treats bottle (seriously no idea how they did that).

So, I guess she has learned how to play fetch!


Last weekend we added to our team!

I loved having cats growing up, but A) Andrew is allergic and B ) We haven’t ever had a permanent-enough-home to bring in a pet.

But ever since we got a house, Andrew has been OBSESSED with getting pets. We need to do a TON of work to the backyard, including building fences, so it’s not exactly the time to get a dog.

In the last few weeks, Andrew and I decided to get a kitten … .which somehow changed into two. And, coincidence! My cousin’s girlfriend’s aunt happened to have a brand-new litter of kittens!

She sent us a few snapshots, and Andrew fell in love immediately….

So, after acknowledging he’ll never breathe well again. After promising me that he will be in charge of feeding them and cleaning the cat box. After assuring me that he is prepared for a possibly 20 year commitment. …

Last Saturday we got 2 kittens – sisters.

Fangsana and Khaleesi

Fangsana is the one that is mostly gray, slightly larger and shyer than the other. She is in this photo below.

Khaleesi is more of a tortoise-shell. Slightly smaller and a bit bolder than her sister. She’s in the photo below.

The first day we set up a ‘safe room’ in one of the bathrooms…. They only *recently* started living indoors, so we wanted a space where they could get to know us, a small area to explore and a room that could be “theirs”

They didn’t seem very timid when we first let them out of the crate …. and in fact played together most of the afternoon.

I was down in the kitchen below “their” room and heard all kinds of bumps from their tumbling and pouncing.

They’re just barely 9 weeks – born April 5 – and are still getting to know themselves.

They’ve discovered that the other has a tail – but don’t quite know about their own tail.

When I went up later that first afternoon, they had found their way into the under-the-sink cupboard.

Not to worry – there’s nothing in there AND the cabinet door doesn’t close all the way, so they’re welcome to play in the space if they like.

Of course, as they wore themselves out playing all afternoon, by late afternoon it was naptime.

In the cupboard, instead of the $20 bed I bought them.

Of course.

Andrew was at work all day that we got them, so I kept myself busy texting him photos and video…. and he is in love!

Sunday morning we opened up one of the bedrooms to them, Tuesday morning we opened up the other bedroom. And then Wednesday night we opened up the hallway.

We’ll try to keep them upstairs as long as possible …. just because I think they’re a little too small to be able to handle the stairs. But I figure as soon as they’re smart enough to figure out how to get over the barrier, then they’ll be ready to head downstairs.


Now, a week later, they’re no longer afraid of the humans who come into their room.

They purr quite readily when we pet them, but they’ve only barely (and even then not really) found their meows.

They don’t appear to need or want attention, but they will allow themselves to be pet.

They’re both really sweet, so far. And curious and playful and fun….

Andrew and I are totally in love!

We’re really excited!

Anyone want to volunteer to cat sit when we go out of town?


SoCal Vignettes – Woods Humane Society

Another slice of Southern California living ….

The Humane Society chapter where my cousin works in San Luis Obispo …

{I wish we could have a cat}