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[pywacket]

Mr. Teatime growls at oranges.
Not just a little, a lot. He also attacks and tries to kill them. But he growls at them when I am making a morning smoothie.

I am proud of my weird cats.

We now have a water fountain for the kitties. It is one of their presents for us disrupting their lives with a baby. Mr. Teatime loves it, he slaps at the water, drinks from the fountain and pounces in the dish. The jury is still out for the others. I expect they will come around--it's gotta taste better than the toilet right?

I thought not sleeping was supposed to happen when the baby was on the OUTSIDE.
I slept for poo last night and the night before. Leg cramps and sleep apnea. Asthma is better due to the air purifier. I wonder if that will help our allergic friends come and visit?

When I am whiny at night (sleeping actually hurts at times) James manages to soothe me and snore at the same time: "I'm sorry honey, ***SNORE*** it'll be ok, don't worry."

Emily does this thing--after I eat, about 10 minutes or so, she starts repetitively kicking in one area. This drives me nuts after about 20 minutes. Absolutely nuts. James is able about 97% of the time to stop her kicking by rubbing where she is kicking and talking to her. It's very weird and quite cool. The doc says she's sure Emily will know him when she pops out.

Tonite is our first prepared childbirth class. There are five, one a week.

I am really hoping we can go to the World Horror Convention but I'm not sure how I'll be feeling that close to the due date. It already gets difficult to walk at times. The shoes make a difference though. Angela warned me I'd get really sensible about my shoes and I was sure I could maintain boots and fashionable things--nope. Can't get around my stomach to lace the boots and tennis like shoes are easier to get around in--makes you steadier on your feet. So out of my vast closet of incredible shoes I wear two pairs most of the time. If James will lace them, I have some high tops and a pair of boots for those special occasions. Heh.

I will be really glad to get something like my old body back. And I am determined that we will get damn healthy as soon as the baby is over the initial difficult time.

really.

And Mr. Teatime growls at oranges.

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[oblomova.livejournal.com]

Do your cats do that thing where they stare intently into the middle distance for no apparent reason? My cat does this all the time. Sometimes it's her standing outside the bathroom door, staring into the bathroom. Sometimes it's the doorway into the kitchen. It's like she's tracking something, but there's no bug or anything else that I can see. A friend of mine says she thinks it's cat angels that only they can see. Maybe Mr. Teatime sees a cat devil on the orange,and is trying to exorcise it.

[quasi-evil.livejournal.com]

Oranges are the devil and Mr. T knows it. Actually James has been getting up in the middle of the night and chasing him around the house dressed as a giant citrus while you're asleep.

This also would explain the semi-conscious snoring I think.

[rfd.livejournal.com]

At least they aren't chickens.

[http://users.livejournal.com/batty_/]

i wanna know: how do you come up with the names for your kitties? they're just so....*you*. i love that.

[pywacket.livejournal.com]

Mr. Teatime was actually James. He was one of our favorite characters in a Terry Pratchett book (mainly for his name and the fact that most people found him disquieting)and we kept joking about Mr. Teatime. Then when Matt was adopting the rescued litter out James said "well if no one else wants him (he was the runt) then we'll take him and name him mr. teatime"--and that was it, we had a cat.

I had a list of names for Zachary and took them with me to meet the breeder. I looked at him and POP (hyecatz) zachary bertram was in my head. Miss Ninny's snooty name is Lumen's Ninotchka calliope (favorite garbo film, muse of epic poetry) which was large for the small (yet very dense) girl, so she ended up being miss ninny (she was very silly as a kitten). Mr. Newguise was originally Judas kitty, because I had a cat named baby Jesus and then I found out he was a cross dresser and started calling him Judy, which confused the vets when I took him to be fixed. I was reading Mankind about that time and was very taken with it and started calling him Newguise and giving him noogies and then it stuck.

And Hotspur was perfectly Hotspur, my favorite historical Shakespeare.

I think they end up letting me know what is acceptable and what isn't.

[cheekytubemouse.livejournal.com]

We now have a water fountain for the kitties.

Is it like the one we have?