(or maybe my cat has a human head.)

Insert food here please!

Oooooooo a moth! Gimme, gimme, gimme!

(Please ignore my gangsta talk, don’t know what go into me this morning… If anything Aos would be more likely to channel the voice of a prepubescent zitty gamer then someone from the hood.)

I don’t think Aos is ever going to move off that new shelf…

I lost Aos yesterday and as there is a new hole in the screen I thought he had escaped. However the words of my friend Andrea came to me at the right time while I stood in the living room, “Look up!” Tall people always seem to be telling us short people that… Damned if they aren’t usually right too.

In a remotely related note, that apple tree on the shelf is my Autumn Equinox gift for Damian (when we go apple picking.) We will see how old Damian has to get before that “hiding place” stops working.

At least he thinks he is one…

I wonder what he is thinking?

Some of you may have seen this on my facebook the other day but for those who haven’t… This is Aos’ latest sleep spot.

Still no sight of Windigo and the calls from the signs I posted etc have completely stopped. Not that any of them were beneficial. At one point I even had one lady call me and say “I saw your flier and Yokes and I didn’t find your cat but I found another stray you can have!” I hung up, otherwise I would have screamed at her.

I know Windigo could still return but I find myself beginning to wonder when I should consider finding a friend for Aos. He still will wander around in the middle of the day meowing for someone to play with him (and then won’t play with me!) I have been taking him out on his leash every day to acquaint him with the great outdoors, in case he every gets out, or we decide to let him be an indoor/outdoor cat.

On an personal level, Aos has had to make his biggest lifestyle change ever. He now has to clean himself, Windigo use to do it for him. This means he has had to discover the horror of hairball formula. He is not thrilled about it.

It has been 10 days since Windigo went missing and despite our continuing best efforts, he has not yet been found. I am starting to lose hope, though I am far from giving up. I have dreamed of him every night.

Aos has lost a little weight and he wanders around meowing and looking out the windows several times a day. He has never been a very cuddly cat but since Windigo disappeared he has spent every night on our bed. I am giving him extra attention, but I can tell he is lonely. I have also spent some time outside with him on his leash, should he get out I want him to know the area so he can come home. He also is going to get microchipped and his outdoor cat vaccines.

This was taken in June 2005, it is one of the first pictures I took after we adopted Aos and Windigo. I really miss him.

Your shadow puppet cannot hurt me and you are ridiculous.

The cats like to hang out on the changing table, one of the few places downstairs that us mostly safe from the grip of Damian.

Hello, I am Aos, and I approve of presents with ribbon.
Lots of ribbon.

Because a few people have asked recently. Michael and I adopted Windigo and Aos at the same time, they are brothers. They both had really bad upper respiratory infections, so bad that the shelter told us if they died in 2 weeks they would replace them for free or refund us. They survived with lots of pampering of course, but both get reoccurring viral eye infections, hence why they always seem to have runny eyes. It is worse in winter.

They don’t seem to notice too much, every once and awhile it gets particularly bad and mucus seals one of their eyes shut. They have gotten very tolerant of me cleaning their “gookies” away with a warm washcloth (Windigo more tolerant the Aos as it is worse in him.)

Aos doesn’t know what to think of the change of scenery.

(Over on Confessions of a Pagan Soccer Mom, she is having a give away if you come up with the best caption for the photo of Tanner!)

…is happy.

Aos laying on one of our Ron Paul political signs.

Mars Attacks!!! The local stray makes an appearance in our back yard, putting our furbabies on edge.

I mean… their bed.

Our cat, Aos, is named after the Sumerian god of light. It really shows sometimes…

Where is Aos?

Click here for the answer!

(Click for larger image.)

Michael’s coworker gave us a crib, Aos thinks it is the coolest thing ever.

Hopefully our baby’s eyes will not glow like that…

EDIT:

moar funny pictures

I can’t believe how close the cats can lay to our space heaters without becoming furry fire hazards…