Monthly Archives: October 2012

An Ocean of Cute


There are so many things that make Kitten Thunder cute. Little things. Things that can’t be stretched into a blog. Like right now when Obi is under the recliner and Oliver is on the rug – they are reaching out to each other, touching paws.

Then Oli leaves and there are just four black paws sticking out from the front of the chair.

And when Oliver takes a bath he is very thorough. He chews on his toe tips to get them really clean. It makes his nose wrinkle up. I love that.

Obi is coming down with a cold. He doesn’t just sneeze. He sneezes eight times in a continuous chain. And when he is done his fur has been shaken to full fluffy. I love that.

When Oliver wants to be picked up he stands up on his back feet and scratches on my pants pockets. Then I lift him, by the armpits, over my head and kiss his belly before holding him. He loves that. Then, if The Boy comes near, Oli will lean back so he is being held by both of us. We love that.

Obi loves his belly rubs from The Boy. But they aren’t just belly rubs. Obi will walk around the room, chin marking the things he values. The Boy. The coffee table. The other corner of the coffee table. The Boy. The recliner. The doorway. The Boy. And me.

When I rub Obi’s belly, it very quickly becomes a flurry of kicking and biting. But biting mingled with kisses so I know that he loves me.

Obi now reads over my shoulder while we work. He’s beginning to like sharing his chair.

Both cats Super Nap. That is what we call it when they stretch their front arms out as far as they can while they sleep.

Who doesn’t love a Super Nap?


Intermittent Smell-O-Vision

It’s going to snow tomorrow.

For the last week or so, the temperatures have been dropping. Enough so that we’ve had to start closing windows at night and only opening one or two during the day when the temperature outside gets higher than inside. Obi is glued to the open windows as they become more scarce.

Then, last night, the worst possible thing happened: every window was closed. They stay closed today. They’ll be closed all weekend.

In fact, I turned on the furnace tonight.

The furnace, of course, gave off that burned dust smell. Obi glared at me. And then I started cooking. He had to admit that he was impressed by my ability to burn something before I was even in the kitchen.

The good thing about colder weather is that I have two kittens with me at night. A brown kitten on my feet and a grey kitten under the covers with me. Toasty. I also have a kitten snuggled up next to me on the couch. And at the desk. And in the kitchen.

It’s exhausting.

It’s Thunder Thursday! Today I bring you three pictures from Kelly’s house. Brother’s aren’t the only ones who bond in a household. Mustang Sally is accepting that she is no longer the only kitten, but Jack and Harley are best buds.

The Clever Brother

Oliver was sick yesterday. All day. He was very pathetic and spent the whole day in the reading nook on his blanky. If he wasn’t better today we were going to the vet.

But! He was better. He was back in Thundering condition this morning.

Obi and Oli were playing on the rug with their big box and plastic intestines. They would thunder through the entry way, dining room, and into the kitchen before turning back through the hallway and into the living room. Oliver’s long legs give him the advantage; he is much faster than the brown kitten.

Oli would get back to the rug and hunch down behind the plastic intestines to hide. But Obi? He’s very clever. He knew where Oliver was hiding every single time.