I don't need the internet to tell me that

Cat House on the Kings

A cage-less cat sanctuary for 700 cats on 12 acres of land. All of them are up for adoption, but if I was a cat I'd be completely bummed out to be "rescued" from Cat Heaven. What crazy old lady could possibly resist leaving all her money to this cat home?

http://www.cathouseonthekings.com/

Thank you.

Dear Fritz -

I know this is sheer anthropomorphism , but it's helping me and you'll never know or understand anyway; the internet was only something you sat in front of, blocking the view.

I just wanted to say "thank you". You brought so much happiness to our little family unit, you could never possibly have comprehended how grateful I was for all the moments we spent together. Sadly however, there were just not to be very many of them.

I used to like squeezing your paws, though you weren't too keen on that. I liked how you'd greet me with a face-full of cat nose followed by a cheek rub, it was like a kiss hello (even though you were really just marking me as your property, but that's OK. Perhaps that's all a kiss really is. Some anthropologists and I, well, we don't know either). You were a source of love and amusement, purring and fun for all of us.

I had hoped to be sitting with you in the garden, dozing on the sofa with you, or just hanging around with you for years to come, to be 50 and stroking your ears, but I now know that you won't be coming home with a meow or just suddenly appearing on the sofa.

Goodbye, little friend. We miss you and will always think of you.

This Evening, in the Garden

Tonight, after a day of failing to make much progress on the device I'm trying to create*, I decide to take a little walk around the garden to see what was going on.

Not much, as it turns out, but things are growing and there was some random cat activity.

* I'm working on a device that allows you to reach down the phone and actually strangle someone. So far it's a big box with a USB interface that you post to your recipient to put their head in, but I expect some breakthroughs in miniaturization.

An Engineer's Guide to Cats

Shhhhhh...

More Pictures of Cats

Fritz and Stanley on their busy schedule.

Stanley likes a drink

And a bath.

Fritz is definitely the dominant one.

Fritz helping me clean the decking.

"Ma partz - lets me shows you them."

Five minutes when they're not trying to eat each other.

I don't know what he's thinking either. Not much, probably.

Spoons!

Rate My LOLCat

It's Snowing! and Fritz's First Kill

I'm told it doesn't normally snow in November, so here is the obligatory first-snow-of-the-year post. It happened last night whilst we were playing Gran Turismo 4.

And, in other news, Fritz may have killed his first bird. It wasn't a confirmed visual though, as he was tossing the corpse around. Someone else might have done it for him.

Awww...

I know, I used to write about books and stuff. It's just pictures of cats now.

Sorry -

On the plus side, generally by the time I pick something up, it's pretty much over. So, since I'm using Blogger and Facebook and YouTube you can be sure that's the end of Web 2.0

Thanks to Vinay for improving the composition and making it much more faithful to the lolcat movement.

My Nerdy Cats

"It's OK - I only peed on the ones that Negroponte's in."

Fourteen years' worth of Wired, two years' worth diaries.

...and Another One

Having a cat is a lot of fun. But having two kittens? Well that's just insanity times lunacy.

I'm recovering from IKEA.

I think that IKEA is evidence that Swedes are evil.

We've got a cat

He's called Stanley (he chose it himself, honest).

I guess I deserved it

After looking through my blog I said to my wife "All my blog postings are about books or cats!"

Without turning her eyes away from Project Runway, she said "Now there's a surprise."

Just why are cats funny?

A scene from the garden this afternoon - distrust, betrayal. and chasing rustly things through the grass.