Macky, Mowie, and Sunny

Some backstory is needed.

First, my living room area, along with dining room and kitchen, have cathedral ceilings. Two of the four walls in my kitchen do not go entirely up to the ceiling. Thus, there’s an ‘open’ atmosphere between the kitchen, the hallway, and the dining room. These walls, that don’t hit the ceiling, are topped with crown molding giving it a ‘ledge’ effect.

Next, my kitchen cabinets were delivered last week and are in brown boxes that vary in size. They were placed in my living room until I get the free time to install them. Coicidentally, these boxes form a series of steps, for the cats, to the kitchen ledges.

Sure enough, Macky and Sunny discovered the pathway tonight.

Today, Mowie turned n + 1 years old.

In other words, we first met Mowie one year ago today.

The year started off rough and there were many times where we trying to pawn her off on others. We begged and pleaded, through emails, phone calls and personal visits. She was too good to go to a shelter (as all cats are) but too crazy to live here (as all our cats are). Yet there was something about her that kept us coming back for more. She has this way of staring at you as if she loves you so much, which I believe she does.

One year ago today, she ran to me as if I was her long lost friend and as if she knew I would love her instantly. She didn’t know me, yet she trusted me with her life, literally. She curled up on my lap just hours after meeting me, something to this day she doesn’t do with strangers. She was so desperate for love and just wanted affection.

Now Mowie lives a life full of love and attention and sometimes gives off a snobby vibe to visitors. It’s not that she doesn’t like you or want attention, you’re just not her mommy and daddy, and who could disagree with her that we are just simply the coolest people on earth :)

Not only do we feel we have given Mowie ourselves, but we’ve given her two annoying, yet adorable baby brothers. She may yell and smack them, but deep down inside we know she loves them. This was proven when we took her brothers to the vet to get neutered… as we put them in the cat carriers they screamed out to her and she looked back and yelled “theey don’t want to goooo don’t make theeeeeeem!!”

Or maybe she was just hungry.

Either way, Mowie will never be lonely again. Even when she is n + 35 years old, she’ll have a family that loves her, and doubles her weight with every passing year. (whoops!) Perhaps it’s time for a d-i-e-t.

So Happy Birthday* to the closest thing to a living teddy bear to exist, Mowie*

*actual date of birth as well as name are not known.

“Okay dada, let me get a close look at what needs to be done.”

“Ok, dada, you need to slip the wire from that hole to the lower hole.  Real easy.”

“Sunny! Let me take a look!!”

“Sunny, I know what I’m doing.  I’m the proffesorional awound hearah.”

“I’m certified to kick your ARSE!!”

“Where da treats, mistah?”

“No pictures please, a tubby girls needs her sleepies.”

::snoring::

“I ponder the meaning of life.”

“Harry Potter?!!!”

“No stoopid, it’s da-da.”

“I kill you!”

“You feeling lucky?”

Abercrombie Model, August 2007.

Dear internet fans,

Macintosh’s life is one big game of tag. Or chase. Or hide-and-seek.

At any given time, Macky is chasing after us, specifically Mowie. But instead of tagging, he tackles her to the ground from behind. He then typically runs away expecting her to chase after him. And if you know Mowie, she doesn’t do the running thing. So usually, Macky just claims he’s “it” again and proceeds to chase after us again.

When Macky “tags” me, I usually ignore him as I have better things to do. I usually fake him out and then proceed to jump back on the couch to finish reading Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. Or I just take a very long nap. Please see the picture of me below, I’m very cute.

There are times, apparently, where momma and dadda are “it” — Macky just doesn’t tell them. So Macky usually acts all sweet and innocent. And then, when momma and dadda are walking to the “sweet” and “innocent” Macky, he runs away hoping they’ll chase him. Dadda usually chases after him, too! So silly of him. Then again, Macky and dadda are so very similar, so it wouldn’t suprise me if dadda’s life is one big game of tag, too.

Love, Sunshine.