Sep 032016
 

For the last couple months, I haven’t been posting as often. There are several reasons, but the biggest reason is Mirage.

Mirage is our other cat, my husband’s cat. Psycho cat is an apt description of her, but when my daughter was young we called her the clawing-biting-mass-of-silliness. It was often said through clenched teeth in order to keep from saying bad words in front of our young daughter. Thankfully, she’s calmed down with age, but she’s developed some other quirks that are driving me up the wall. 

There are a billion stories about her insane antics, some quite humorous, but I’ll stick to the matter at hand.

Mirage has been waking me up almost every day after only a few hours of sleep. She stands in the bedroom, on my side of the bed, yowling loudly and when I get up to see what’s wrong, she just wanders off. If I go back to bed, she starts in again just as I’m starting to doze off.

I tried to just ignore her, but she never stopped. I tried telling her to stuff it, but she didn’t listen. And I can’t close the bedroom door because Mister Underfoot would have a cow. We’d hear it through the door anyway. Well, I would. The hubby doesn’t always wake up to her yowling.

At first, the yowling was the only thing I noticed because I was half asleep but after a few weeks, I noticed that every time I got up she’d be standing there with a toy mouse in front of her feet. If I pretended to be asleep, she’d pick up the mouse, toss it around, then drop it and start yowling again. So, I tried playing with her. She looked at me like I was insane and walked away only to return and start yowling again as I was drifting back to sleep.

She doesn’t play anymore, so seeing her tossing the mouse around is cute and a little weird. And it’s always the same mouse. Here’s the culprit:

Mirage's Mouse

I’m sure it’s just a coincidence, but the mouse is gray and black like Mister Underfoot. We have other mice just like this one save the color and she never touches them.

Since it’s never any other mouse and it’s the only thing I’ve seen her play with in years, I didn’t want to take it away from her. I took to hiding it before we went to bed and that worked for about a week. I kept waking up anyway because my body was used to waking up after just a couple of hours. I didn’t put the mouse anywhere she couldn’t get to it and eventually she found my hiding place under Mister Underfoot’s blanket. I’m not sure if she actually found it or if Mister Underfoot uncovered it for her. I’m thinking the latter. Either way, the whole thing started all over again.

Now, she carries the mouse around even when we’re not asleep. She carries it to me and drops it at my feet, but if I try to play with her, she still just wanders away. She only yowls when we’re asleep, which means I’m not going totally crazy, but I’m not sure what to do. Every time I hide it, one of the two of them finds it and I still don’t want to take it away from her completely. If I put it somewhere they can’t get to it, I’m afraid I’ll forget to get it back out for her. She has some sort of attachment to this one mouse that I don’t understand, but the yowling has got to stop. I’m tired!

Any suggestions? Take it away from her and set an alarm on the phone reminding me to give it back to her? Let her keep it and put up with it since she’s so attached to it? Buy a hundred of them so maybe she’ll get confused or tired of it?

Mirage

Feb 082016
 

I tried to imitate Mister Underfoot’s pose, but I hurt my neck waiting for him to figure out how to work the camera.

This is the “Phhtt! I refuse to wake up and move” position. While utilizing this superpower, Underfoot somehow gains fifty pounds, turns the cuteness factor up a hundred and is nigh immovable.

This is a valid excuse for not getting anything accomplished today, right?

Mister Underfoot Raspberry

Nov 292015
 

Progression of a picture

My father took this picture of a field of sunflowers near my parents farm. I always loved this picture, but the sky was very boring and the colors were muted, so I decided to try to fix it.

Sunflower Field Original

I added a blue sky from another picture. I would have posted that picture as well, but I can’t remember which one I used. I also intensified the color of the sunflowers some, but not so much that it took on a fake look.

Sunflower Field Color & Sky Edit

Snowbell is a very energetic kitty and taking pictures of her was actually more difficult than editing the pictures themselves. I chased her all over the house with the camera. When she wasn’t running away from me or turning away from the camera, she was trying to get me to pay attention to her by rubbing up against the camera almost knocking it out of my hands. While she was in front of the window, she finally stood still for me long enough to take a couple of pictures.

Needless to say, I have a lot of pictures of a cat tail in case I ever need them for something. Not sure why I kept them.

Snowbell Original Photo

This is the finished product. I removed the screen from behind Snowbell to replace it with the sunflowers. I also made Snowbell a little brighter. She is a very white cat, which I didn’t think came across in the original picture. I thought about adding the screen back in, but I couldn’t get it to look right.  The perspective is off and it’s not wonderful, but I learned a lot about the process. I’m hoping to get better with time and practice.

Snowbell Sunflowers

The finished product appeared in a calendar all about Snowbell for the month of August.

Reposted for the Weekly Photo Challenge – Transition

Nov 062014
 

Every winter for the last several years, I’ve been working on the same blanket. It’s maroon, navy, charcoal and black with a wave design and I’m dying to finish it. It’s huge so it has taken me a long time anyway, but Mister Underfoot makes the process nigh impossible.

Here’s what happens when I try to work on it…

 

If Mister Underfoot could understand everything I wrote for a day, I would tell him that I’m not trying to be cruel, but if he’d just let me finish the blanket he could sleep on it all he wanted!

Someone or something you can’t communicate with through writing (a baby, a pet, an object) can understand every single word you write today, for one day only. What do you tell them?

I’d also tell him that the toilet is pretty easy to learn how to use.

And I’d tell him that the baby isn’t here to take his place and he can stop being a jerk to him. He nips at Zander whenever he gets near and steals his toys. He’s super jealous and thinks everything is his.

The Daily Post – Literate for a Day

Jun 082014
 

The kids spent a little over a week with us at the end of May into June. I had planned to take a ton of pictures while they were here, but I completely forgot until the last couple of days. I did wind up with a few pictures though.

May 152014
 

I completely forgot to take a picture of the baby blanket I made for my grandson, but my daughter sent me a picture of him wrapped up in it.

So cute!

It’s just a simple sc and dc rectangle made with variegated Baby-Baby color Bernat. I added V’s to make it a little cooler since he was born in the spring. I like to try to take pictures of everything I make though so I don’t forget what I’ve already done.

Used Baby Blanket - Zander

 

I made sure to warn my daughter when I gave her the blanket that it was used. While I was making it, Mister Underfoot decided that it was his and it was big enough for him, so I could stop right then! He tried to keep me from working on it by sleeping in the middle of it and turning himself into a sack of rocks when I tried to move him so I could turn it.

Used Baby Blanket - Mister Underfoot

Kitty tested. Kitty approved.

Nov 212013
 

Seconds before… I grabbed her and didn’t let her fall down the laundry chute.

She was so curious she couldn’t resist when I left the chute open. I was getting the kitchen towels and when I came back I found her like this. She actually managed to slide part way down, her claws dug in to the wooden sides, when I set the camera down and grabbed her.

Silly curious kitty.

Several weeks later, she actually did slide all the way down.  She landed with a muffled, shocked cry but softly on the clothes at the bottom.

She was never curious about the laundry chute again. I learned to keep it closed anyway. Even a few seconds is enough time for a curious kitty to find an indoor slide. And we had two other possible curious kitties. I’m shocked they didn’t learn to team up and open it themselves.

Baby and the Laundry Chute

The Daily Post – Daily Prompt

Nov 042013
 

Eek! I almost forgot to add a post today. Since I don’t have much time, I’ll post another photo. I’ll make sure to do something different tomorrow!

I still have grand plans for posts for the rest of the month, but I do have a lot of pictures I would like to add as well. So, if my grand plans don’t come to fruition, I always something to post.

Have a topic you’d like me to cover?  Let me know in the comments or by email.

Mister Underfoot’s views on Mondays

Mister Underfoot on Mondays

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