For the record, that’s a 7x10x3.25-inch box. Ferris put himself in there and is sound asleep in all of these pictures.
From an upstairs window this morning, I noticed a single set of animal tracks tracing a dotted line across our backyard snow. They seemed to go straight from the woods to our back door, which I found odd, since all our cats were inside all night.
A closer look solved that minor mystery:
I didn’t capture it very well, but the visitor – I assume it’s a black cat that wanders the neighborhood – apparently crept around the edge of the house, put a pair of paws on the doorstep, then turned and walked across the yard.
There were a few clear prints in the snow on the porch:
And this, of course, caught my eye:
Here’s the thing: That’s the ONLY print we saw which had that sixth toe imprint, but it looks too clear to have been the result of lifting and re-planting the paw.
For some reason, I kind of like the thought of a six-toed cat running around.
We replaced our stove recently.
Having four cats, I was prepared to uncover some dust bunnies and a few of Jenn & Kelsey’s ponytail bands, which are apparently the Best Cat Toys Evar. I was not ready for this:
I love that you can pretty well gauge our cats’ average paw reach by the ring cluster and the dust-free area in front of it.
I kid you not: This was totally unstaged.
Jenn’s playing Beatles Rock Band, when partway through the song, Pepper brings his “date” (yes, it’s a stuffed cat with a bandaged paw) into the room. I guess he knows classic mood music when he hears it.