kitten belly

Minion is a kitten. And she's a very active kitten. So I have to feed her these huge portions. You should see her sometimes after one of these big meals--she conks out like she's just had Christmas supper. She goes into a turkey coma for about an hour. Haley can run around, and be the only one nagging us for our supper, etc. while Minion is PASSED OUT.

Of course... the hour is up. Minion's back on the job. Terrorizing the love of her life.

kitty picatudes

The two kittenatudes keeping me company back when I was doing Nanowrimo.

 Minion gets her first look at the big snowfall.

"Say, what did ya do to my balcony!"

I had to toss some things out into the snow so she'd chase them and realize the snow wasn't poisonous.

Once she really waded out, she started to enjoy herself.

Sitting in the snow, watching birds.

Heading back to the ole homestead.

Here's Minion just hanging out in her tunnel. Sometimes she sleeps in there, surrounded by her toys.

'I love you, Nicky, because you smell nice and know such fascinating people."

Finished reading Dashiel Hammett's The Thin Man. I'd always assumed it would be a more serious book than the movie, and that most of the humour was added by the screenwriters. And it is a bit tougher, and less Hays Code. But the characters are just as weird, the lines as witty, and the Nick and Nora repartee was definitely invented by Hammett--it's wonderful.

"I don't like crooks. And if I did like 'em, I wouldn't like crooks that are stool pigeons. And if I did like crooks that are stool pigeons, I still wouldn't like you."

"Let's stick around awhile. This excitement has put us behind in our drinking."