11 posts tagged “trizzay”
This morning Trizzle went out as he normally does for a day of doing whatever it is that he does. However, about an hour later I heard him meowing and meowing outside, with great urgency. I went down to the front door and found why he was so eager for my attention--he had caught a small bird and wanted me to admire it. It was about half-eaten and as I stood over him, praising his hunting skills, he proceeded to eat the rest of it, whole (no feathers or even bones were left, oddly. In fact, I'm not even sure that it was a bird--in the brief time I was able to see it before Trizzle started consuming it again, I saw an insectoid wing, so it may have in fact been a giant moth or something; not that I've ever seen a moth in California that big, only in the 'Stryliarian outback. So for all I know Trizzle just consumed an endangered or even nondescript (althogh nowadays people use this word to mean uninteresting or unremarkable in appearance, I'm using it in the Stephen Maturin sense of a species unknown to science) species.
After that he came in and wanted more food and comforting. I picked him up and discovered that he had also somehow contrived to get himself completely soaking wet on the hottest day of the year (so far.)
This is a video I've tried to post before, but Vox wouldn't let me Tonight, though, it worked, so everyone can behold the cuteness of Trizzay, Elektra and Persephone when they were eight week old kittens (aka the age of maximum cuteness.)
It was so cold last night that she switched to sleeping on my bed, something normally that only Trizzay does. It was a nice surprise in the middle of the night when I felt not one but two furry bodies next to me, one on each side. Of course it also means I have a bit of a sore back today since I ended up sleeping in such a contorted position.
I'd rather sleep on a bed. Trizzay agrees. Elektra, though, seems to be enjoying herself on the rollerboard, and since she normally sleeps on a pile of boxes, it probably does feel pretty soft.