the gingers steal the show

(Completely off-topic: I love red-heads in the human world and the cat world, and the word "ginger" is super fun to say. Take a moment now to say it. GINGER. Anyway, I realize some people use it as an insult, but it shouldn't be. So please don't take it as such.)

It's a special talent to go off on a tangent before even starting a blog post. Ha!

Peter, the neighbor's cat,
and
LIMBURGER, our newest feline addition to the household,
meet for the first time.

Limburger is terrified.
Peter looks interested.

Then we caught them making out.

They sprang apart, obviously guilty.






This is like Taco's worst fears, by the way. That we go out in the hallway and play with other cats all day.
It was only a few minutes, I swear.
At least the other cats don't usually leave lipstick on the collar.

Taco Tuesday - he murders that which cannot be murdered

Okay, I'm going to let you in on a cat toy secret.
Ready?
Ping pong balls.
They're perfect.
Cats can't eat them, they're really cheap, and you can toss one in the bathtub and close the curtain for instant kitty mayhem.

Only...
Taco has started to figure out how to eat them.

damnit


In other news, Good Omens is a really awesome read, and I am totally loving my sunshine-yellow toe polish.