First pumpkin of the season! Mini pumpkin, but still a pumpkin. Almost autumn, hurrah!
Tessa remains unimpressed.
Today Bucket is nine years old.
Last year on Bucket’s birthday it was snowing.
Today it is almost summer-warm outside. I hope she doesn’t find that confusing.
She spent most of her birthday asleep on the bed, and was not really into birthday photos.
She was more interested in birthday tummy rubs, which she got, of course.
In non-kitten birthday news, there is not much news. I am still behind on emails and such. I am working on all sorts of things including that blog post about writing and busyness and non-writing things involved in this whole writer gig. I am also trying to be nice to myself and drink tea and maybe actually have time to write, which would be nifty.
Mostly right now I am all about bright blossoming things with open windows and new sandals. Looking curiously at the sunshine and wondering what wonders springtime will bring.
And my desk chair just broke. I can blame Mercury retrograde for that, right?
I had wanted to have Part II of the Not-A-FAQ done by now but I had a document saving hiccup and got busier than I’d expected so it’s still in progress. It will hopefully be posted sometime next week.
However! I have made an addendum with some additional questions and hopefully appropriate answers over on Part I for your information and enjoyment.
Also, here is a picture of Tessa, staring at me through the door of the office. She was yelling incessantly but looks all sweet and quiet in this deceptive photograph.
I’m still on hiatus! Really! But I’m doing some blog housecleaning and I had things to share so you get a mini-post. Figures I post more than normal when I’m on hiatus.
Firstly, Kyle Cassidy is a splendid photographer and once upon a time he caused me to buy a fountain pen that was used to compose parts of the circus and because of that serendipitous pen incident you can now click this link and see a photo of his adorable cat Roswell wearing an adorably tiny bow tie and sitting with the book-shaped book, because pens are magic. (Also if you would like to write flash fanfic about said adorable cat you could can win an autographed copy.)
In other news, this is the best thing ever:
And then upon rewatching I spotted The Night Circus which delights me to no end. My book has way too much fun in Canada.
I would like to apologize for the lack of kitten photos on the blog recently.
The reason there has been a lack of kitten photos is that during and immediately after the actual moving the kittens were not here. But now they are, so for now we can return to our regularly scheduled kittens.
Tessa spent about twenty four hours howling her head off when she first arrived in the new place and now has returned to normal:
So far she’s been keeping away from the electrical cords, too, which is good because they are one of her favorite things to chew.
Bucket stayed in her carrier for a few hours and continues to be skeptical about this whole thing.
But overall they seem to be adjusting fairly well. The one thing that both of them are taking issue with, though, is the fact that they are not allowed in my new office. Which normally wouldn’t be a problem but it has a glass door, so this is what I’m looking at as I type:
Or rather, this is what’s looking at me. Sometimes there are confused meows and once in a while there is plaintive glass-pawing. Then they usually get bored and wander away. Hopefully they’ll get used to it, the office is still too much of a mess of cords and kitten-inappropriate things to allow them access. They have plenty of other interesting places to flop.
It is so cold and bleak and rainy it’s like someone rewound the year to February. I refuse to turn my heat on in May on principle, instead I am wrapped up in sweaters and thick socks and drinking absurd amounts of mint tea.
Also, kittens are hogging all the blankets.
And Tessa appears to be a pirate, or she’s trying, at least.
Pre-BEA post forthcoming, possibly with packing photos if I can keep kittens out of suitcases.