Monday, November 23, 2009

Sayonara/Aloha Cat Teeth

Went away for the weekend. Came home to find the house in the same condition as we left it, but Farva was in a bit of disrepair. My fiance was scratching Farva's chin when he discovered a bump. He has the remains of a small laceration under his chin, the size of which could only be a cat's tooth.

Had Farva been bleeding and/or acting sickly, I wouldn't have given much thought to rushing him to the vet. However, he doesn't seem to be super sensitive about it, and he's been eating, sleeping, etc. like normal. This wound wasn't fresh anyway.

Now, the reason I'm assuming my poor cat has been bitten is because another cat has given me reason. No, not Siren. It's Lucious that has registered in the radar. He's missing a tooth, and has been for at least 3 weeks now.

As an interesting addition, I happened to step on said MIA tooth, which is now FAF (Found After the Fact).

You make the connection. It just makes sense to me.

Saturday, November 7, 2009

So...Where's the Piano?

I realize now that I've neglected a large part of the name of this blog. How's about I fix that?
I used to own this lovely Whitney by Kimball spinnet. This piano got me through my undergrad and half of my master's degree, so I never mind paying some homage to it. Possessing a durable, sturdy structure and reliable intonation with only 3 tunings over the time we spent together, the 42-year-old and I had some great times. Great memories.

As my needs for digital and recording components gradually increased, I realized that I was in need of a digital piano. Being extremely picky, it took me about 5 months to actually decide on something I could live with. Certain requirements had to be met, of which each had their own sub-requirements. With no financial limits it would have taken me, at most, all of 10 minutes to make that decision. I'll discuss reasoning in another post. For those of you out there that have even a small amount of experience in shopping for digital pianos--you know what I'm talking about.

Liter of Cola

My lovely classic tabby, Farva, has been sneezing a lot. I think he might have allergies, but I can't be too sure, as the sneezes are random and I've tried observing typical triggers for them with no regulars found.

Over these 2 wonderful years of ownership, I've discovered this particularly rather odd posture that Farva sometimes assumes when bathing. After the session of fur cleaning ends, he often stays in this position, which looks much like that of a human in reclined form (take a look at the picture and tell me what you think).

I'm not concerned. I think it's cute, but makes me wonder what influenced him to find this comfortable.

Tuesday, November 3, 2009


It's so funny to observe the morning poor fiance gets up before I do some days, but the cats won't go in the living room until I get up. He complains, "Oh, here they come. Now they want attention."

At this very moment, Siren is staring at me and with no provocation is purring incessantly. Is this a Siamese thing? She has done this since we first brought her home. It's like her purr machine is on autopilot and won't turn off. I remember the first time I picked her up, she just started purring for no reason. It's as if she was happy merely to be given some attention.

Speaking of malfunctioning, she regularly prefers to make biscuits on blankets rather than people (like the other two). I'm getting stereo purring now (she's directly behind my head). She refuses to lay in our laps for more than a few seconds, which I'm going to say is because she's still young, but perhaps it's her breed.

Today's hidden word (look for bold letters) hint: It's a breed of cat (figures, huh?).