And now for another installment of stuff I like featuring cats in costumes. I’ll let the pictures do the talking for me.
And this last one is my favorite by far. Mostly because it looks to be homemade. Behold the kitty dressed like a mushroom!
Seriously guys, I have scoured google looking for a pattern for something like this. If anyone knows how to crochet this, please share. It is glorious.
One of my favorite pastimes happens to be dressing up animals. Namely, my pets. Here is Bella in a squirrel costume:
I also have a Santa costume for her but no good pictures of her in it. I have a lot if other hats and hoodies and other random items of clothing for her as well. She hates them all. Patrick is a new addition to our household so I haven’t gotten him anything yet. Plus he’s growing really fast. I found this picture on twitter the other day though and have come to the conclusion that it is necessary to crochet one for him.
None of my pets in the past have ever paid any attention to the television. Even when I think there is something on there that would interest them, they don’t care. I’ve even tried to point things out to Bella on the screen. Things like squirrels or bunnies or cats. She could care less. I don’t know if her eyes can focus on the screen or something. I’ve seen her react to one thing on the television: a polar bear. Once. That’s it. But our little Sir Patrick Stewart is a different story. He watches the tv all the time. Sometimes we watch a big projection and he goes after the large moving pictures on the screen. It’s cute. Last night we were watch Talladega Nights: The Song of Ricky Bobby on a laptop. Here’s Patrick watching:
Sir Patrick Stewart tricked us. When we went to pick up a kitten, we got to choose between him and his brother and sister. We ended up picking him because he was the most chill one of the three. The others were crying their heads off and Patrick just sat there in my arms. In the car ride home (which took at least 15 minutes) he meowed all of four times. Every other cat I’ve ever been in a car with sounds like they might die. Long, constant, sorrowful moaning. Patrick did none of it.
As soon as we walked in the house though, that was all over. He cries when he wants attention. He cries when we leave him alone in a room. He cries when he happens to walk into an empty room. He cries when we are eating food that he wants. He cries while standing on my chest in the middle of the night because he wants to be petted. He had no problem telling us that he feels something is lacking.
I’m really not trying to complain. He is the perfect fit for our little family. He’s really gentle and he hardly ever uses his claws. He and Bella are BFFs. He doesn’t even scratch her. It’s just that the whole waking me up for lovins thing is getting a little old. I suppose it’s preparing me to have a human baby on a smaller scale. But I don’t have a human baby yet.
So do any of you have ultra vocal cats? Do you have any tricks to shut them up (at least in the middle of the night)? Please share!
Meet our newest baby, Sir Patrick Stewart (we call him Patrick; he doesn’t seem to mind).