Just because...

This cat

Gets into

everything

and

anything.

Here's to the year 2009 with Atticus the Sphynx.

Keepin' an eye on things

Atticus knew something was going on.
He couldn't figure it out though.

Most of his evening was spent on the back of the couch keeping an eye on the Christmas tree.

Just when I thought this cat would never quit.

He finally gave up and fell fast asleep.

Don't Wait Up...

The husband and I enjoyed a night out.

Came home to a house full of sleeping children, and one sleeping Grandma.

Leaving the children for the night is a big deal. It means Grandma is in charge of dinners, baths, bedtimes, and the supervision of non-stop sibling bickering.

We snuck into the house to find only one set of eyes waiting for us.

Almost as if to say, "Where ya been? Grandma worked her butt off, and things went well, but now I need someone to cuddle into bed with."

Oh, and the carseat in the hallway indicated Grandma was not brave enough to venture beyond the walls of our house with the kids.

Can't say that I blame her.

Thanks for the night out Grandma!

Winter with Atticus

We are a desert family. The warmer the better. When the weather gets cold, we get grumpy.

With the holidays just around the corner things have been busy. Yesterday I realized just how difficult having Atticus can be. Our number one problem is his non stop counter climbing, food scavenger*ing, knock down drag out I gotta have what you're eating attitude. I tried the squirt bottle full of water, in fact you can see it in the background of these pictures, but being a cat that must be bathed weekly, this doesn't faze him. So we have learned to pick our battles. Sometimes it just isn't important if he is up there.

Like last Saturday night, the house was cold, but he had no problem finding a warm spot.

A nice hot box of pizza.

Now, don't get me wrong. I do not always allow this. In fact he was sanctioned off in a bedroom while I sanitized the counter tops and prepared my favorite spinach dip for a party we will be attending.

I may be tolerant, but I'm not gross, and I would never serve cataminated (made that word up) food.

*blurry pictures taken with my cell phone

Atticus Meets The Tree

For the first time in 7 years we bought a live/fresh/real Christmas Tree.


For the first time in the 10 weeks that we've had Atticus I realized he just may be funny looking after all.

I call this the Yoda shot.

Atticus the Stalker

The morning of Thanksgiving I realized I overlooked something.

The fact that we cannot seem to keep Atticus off of the kitchen counters. I could only hope that once family and friends started to arrive, he would retreat into a quiet place and ride out the storm. No such luck. He was into everything, and even needed to be put away while the food was served. I was embarrassed that I couldn't keep him off of the tables, but as my mom always says, "It is what it is" so I tucked my embarrassment aside and tried not to let it ruin my day.

Before I knew it the day was almost over and I couldn't find him anywhere. Then we realized he was curled up in his favorite spot, sound asleep.

With so many people in and out of the house, we had quite a few unwanted flying house guests.

Atticus probably spent the entire day Friday stalking, chasing and jumping at them.

I don't know if he caught anything, but he gets an A for effort.