Rosencrantz and Guildenstern have been enjoying the tall, wild grasses, while the garter snake has been coming back and hanging out on our window sill.
Category: Rosencrantz
Cats & Roses
Claws to the Shipper
Rosencrantz’ extended claws express how I feel right now about the shipping company that destroyed my pass through portal enclosure walk through cylindrical revolving darkroom door.
Stumped
After getting “logged in” the other day, Mama Max got stumped today. Guildenstern is feeling better as you can see by his kingly pose, and Diné was looking at him like “Who do you think you are?” Rosencrantz was hacking up a hairball a few yards to the east of Diné when I did these shots. Rosencrantz is quite a hacker when it comes to producing projectile hairballs, but I figured I’d spare you the action.
Cat’s Paw View
Our deck is officially open, and Rosencrantz and Guildenstern celebrated by lying around on the table giving me the cat’s paw view.
You Are Not Alone
Guildenstern was pointing out the obvious while Laurie was painting the catio. Rosencrantz wasn’t so sure about the obvious.
Ears & Claws
When Rosencrantz is serious about sleeping in, he only shows his perked ears to warn him of imminent danger, and a few claws to let you know his snoozing should not be interrupted.
Cattywampus
Roscrantz was laying between my legs about 3:30 am when Diné attacked him, and a cattywampus ensued as they fought, tumbled and wamped each other on my legs before Diné jumped off the bed with Rosencrantz in hot pursuit. A few minutes later Diné returned to triumphantly claim the spot between my legs where Rosencrantz had been before their cattywampus. Rosencrantz made his rounds, came back in, walked up on my chest and gave me a security report before he snuggled inbetween Laurie and me. I got up early, so Diné and Rosencrantz, still worn out from their early morning tussle, dragged themselves to my spot and continued to snooze. Guildenstern seemed a little mystified that I was getting up after all that ruckus in the wee hours of the morning. Meanwhile Mama Manx caught the first rays of the sunrise in the catio.
Cat Games
While I was playing with Rosencrantz by the end of the bed, Guildenstern walked up to the edge of the bed and grabbed the stick out of my hand. He held it there while Rosencrantz watched for him to move it. When Guildenstern didn’t wiggle the string, Rosencrantz looked up at him like “Are you going to do something?” At which point Guildenstern attempted to wiggle the string, but the pole dropped from his thumbless paws. He grabbed for it, but it finally ended up on the floor.
Sleeping In
While I got up bright an early, Diné and Rosencrantz chose to sleep in.
Off Center & Not Even 