An Actual Conversation From My House

“Dude, Bobo, get your tongue out of my ear.”

“Heh.  The cat gave you a wet willie.  Awesome.”

“It wasn’t so much wet, though.  It was more like a rough willie.”

“…”

“Um, wow.  That… sounds like something else entirely.”

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Because Nothing Says Happy Holidays Like a Stoned Cat

Last year, after we got our engagement pictures back from the photographers, one of the first things I did was use my favorites from the bunch to make my very own 2010 wall calendar.  I did it through Shutterfly, and not only was it stupidly easy but the result was fantastic.  I’ve loved looking at that calendar every day so far this year, so there was absolutely no question that I’d be making another one for 2011 filled with my favorite wedding photos.

One of the other things I wanted to do with the wedding photos was to make Christmas photo cards with them.  Sending out Christmas cards is something I get ridiculously excited about and love doing, and if we had a beautiful wedding photo to use for it?  Well, that would justify spending the money on custom photo cards instead of picking up a couple of boxes from the local Walgreens.  I was all set to go with that idea until I found myself flipping through my Flickr stream a few days ago and realized that I had a much, much better option right in front of me.

Remember last year, when we got the cats totally stoned out on catnip and then took pictures of them?  One of those would make a much better holiday card.  Because nothing says happy holidays like a cat stoned out of its damn mind.

Yeah.  I’m thinking this one is totally the way to go.  Who wants wedding pictures when they can have Bobo with a wicked case of the munchies?

(This post is sponsored by Shutterfly as part of a holiday card promotion.)

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Catnip for Christmas

Tonight, The Boy and I exchanged our Christmas/Hanukkah gifts before departing for Michigan.  This year, I decided to get the cats a couple of presents, too, including some catnip toys.  Apparently these toys were made with the good stuff, since the box they were wrapped in kept moving all over the living room.  We’d see the cats attacking it every now and then and the wrapping paper was certainly a bit worse for the wear.  In all honesty, I was surprised the box survived its week under the tree as well as it did.

We never actually gave the cats their new toys tonight.  Instead, they were perfectly content to play with the tissue paper, box and wrapping paper I’d wrapped them in.  (Did I mention that the catnip toys were in plastic bags?  This must be the really, really good stuff.)  So, it’s a quiet night at home, the cats are stoned… what else is there to do but take pictures?  And then publish them on the internet?

You can see the full set here.  Most of them are of Bobo, since Dippy got a little spooked by the camera.

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How To Turn Your Cat Into A Clingy, Angsty Mess*

1. Give yourself a schedule that involves you spending approximately 60 hours a week at home, 55 of which are spent sleeping.  Bonus points if your boyfriend/male roommate (which the cat sees as a direct threat to his alpha-male-dom) is frequently left home alone with the cats.
2. Leave town for a long weekend, boarding the cat at the vet while you do so.
3. Return home to the same busy never-actually-home schedule.
4. Sit back and watch the tiny little cat brain explode every time you even think about leaving the house.

*For best results, start with a cat that is pathologically attached to you.

(Hey there!  Not dead, just absolutely swamped with school.  Summer anatomy class = a buttload of time in class and even more time spent studying.  Right now my sanity hinges on the fact that there’s only 3.5 more weeks of the quarter left.)

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