Beasties Part II

I am not comfortable with the technology that is available today. I recently bought a new cellphone.  One of the selling points in its favour was that it could be used as a camera so that I didn't have to bring a both camera and a cell phone with me when travelling.  I'm trying to take more pictures, and being able to use my cellphone has been liberating.

I spent some time this weekend taking photos of Tugby, Chester and even a couple of Boston.  I then spent most of today pestering the patient souls at Nokia to learn how to download these photos from my cellphone to the computer.  However, all things come to she who waits, and here are photos of my furry companions!


Here is Chester.  As I have mentioned, he is a beautiful orange tabby cat.  He is very good natured and pretty easy going most of the time.  He spends a lot of time snoozing, because he has an embarrassing digestive issue which seems to make him tired.  Since we rescued him from the humane society he has had 3 different types of medication, weekly vitamin B shots, a kitty endoscopy and came home with fleas.  He's on his second type of medication at the moment and there has been no change in his condition, but we're hopeful that things will change for the better soon.  He's had such a run of bad luck, its time for things to settle down for him.

And this is Tugby.  He likes to curl up on my printer and supervise while I'm on the computer.  Since he's a teenager, he's not always cooperative about staying in one place, but in this photo he had just woken up from a nap.  I tried to get a  picture of Tugby lurking in his cardboard box, but he refused to cooperate.   He is amazingly gentle for his stage in life, and rarely nips or scratches us.  Tugby does get frustrated with Chester sometimes when Chester won't play with him which leads to intense wrestling matches.

Of course, this blog wouldn't be complete without pictures of my grandpuppy, Boston.  He is a real character, who can communicate his opinion of our antics with an eloquent eyebrow.  When he gets totally frustrated with us, he howls his opinion until he gets what he wants.  He's in constant motion at our house, checking out whatever scents have been added since his last visit.  Yesterday we gave him a beef bone to chew in the back yard.  It was funny to watch him balancing on 3 legs to give each paw a break from standing in the snow.  He refused to come until the bone was gone, but unfortunately it was too dark to get a good photo.  


I actually didn't get around to reading much this weekend.  I have started an anthology of women crime writers, edited by Sara Paretsky.  I generally enjoy anthologies because it gives me the opportunity to check out a variety of authors without committing to reading an entire book.  I've only read a couple of very short stories so far, and am enjoying it.