I'll stick the Stargate Atlantis stuff below a cut tag at the bottom.

First the Psycho Kitty question: Do any of you happen to know of anything that will make a cat less territorial? Lately there's been something... we don't know if it's a cat or a coon-- occasionally out on the roof outside my window at night, and if Riku realizes it is out there he just goes ballistic. He's like a wildcat. He tore the window screen open again last night trying to get at whatever it was (along with my arm and my ankle-- I had to get him away from the window before he went out after it, and he was still in full fight mode at the time. He didn't mean to rip me up.)

I'm afraid one of these days he will get out, and he is so small (only weighs about 6 pounds) I think a coon would have the best of him just from sheer size. (Though maybe not for ferocity. Not to mention he's loud. I heard one of the neighbors who happened to be outside at the time say "What the HELL was that?" when he heard Riku screaming. I keep thinking about that cat who treed a bear and thinking he and Riku must be related. :) It's so weird because he's SUCH a 'fraidy cat in other ways. He gets freaked out by bumps in the carpet for God's sake! Or strangers. We call him our Wussy Pussy most of the time. But he sees that whatever it is out there and it's like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. He even freaks out our younger and much larger cat, Sora, when he gets like that. Sora just runs and hides until Riku has calmed down.

Second: anyone know where I can find some good ReGenesis screencaps?

Third, last night's Stargate: Atlantis. spoilers behind the cut )
kelliem: icy lakefront sunrise (winter too)
( Dec. 30th, 2005 11:44 am)
Just got up. Didn't really get to sleep until freakin' 4am. The hazards of having a housemate with a back-assward sleep-schedule is that when she decides to do 8 loads of laundry in the middle of the night, you get woken up by the 'thunk-thunk-thunk' of the drain hose against the wall every time the washer goes into spin cycle. Which is twice a load. Or three times if she uses the double-rinse option. So on top of having a nasty cold I am also sleep-depped. Ugh.

When I got up this morning I asked her politely NOT to do her laundry in the middle of the night from now on. She can damned well stay up and do it during the day like a normal person. Just because SHE can't sleep at night is no reason to keep US from doing so.

/cranky ranty

Of the good, we finally got a picture of Sora that shows his eyes:
Pretty eyes

There are other pix of both Sora and Riku in my Kitties gallery.
PS: Someone asked me where their names come from. They're Japanese and Riku means "Land" and Sora means "Sky." They're named after characters in kid-unit's favorite video game, Final Fantasy (insert version number here, I don't know what it is but probably 7 or above). Sora is NOT named after the Bitchy Amish Valley Girl from Stargate: Atlantis. ;-D
kelliem: Kitty hi (hi)
( Dec. 26th, 2005 04:02 pm)
We picked up Sora this morning. He loves to nuzzle, he's obssessed with it (marking us, I expect) and also has a very cute squeaky mew. Riku is massively annoyed by this intruder. He won't get within 3 feet of him without growling and hissing. Sora doesn't seem very intimidated, but is keeping his distance though he's obviously curious and wants to make friends, so hopefully that will happen as Riku settles down. Here are a few pix of the new baby, and a couple of the old baby just to be fair. :) Most of the pix were taken with my my phone, so they're not the greatest.

Sora, face shot. Unfortunately you can't really tell that his eyes are about the color of Kham's sleeve.
Sora, face shot all the others cut to spare those on dial-up )
kelliem: can of spam (spam)
( Aug. 13th, 2005 06:36 pm)
Woodpeckers are very, very dumb. I wonder if this is why stupid people are sometimes called 'peckerwoods'?

We have a great many birds who live in our yard. Among them is a pair of what I am pretty sure are Williamson's Sapsuckers. Anyway, these birds are so dumb... they peck on things like metal exhaust-fan covers (you know, the ones that stick up from roofs over kitchens and bathrooms). I don't think there is any known species of bug that lives in a metal exhaust-fan hood. Maybe they just like scaring the CRAP out of the people in the house when they do it, because it sounds like there's someone on the roof with a jackhammer. Maybe they are the woodpecker version of Def Leppard or Taiko Drummers or something.

They also do things like flying down the chimney and getting trapped in the fireplace. This is the second time this year I have had to rescue the female bird from the fireplace. Thank goodness we have a cat because otherwise she'd probably starve in there, since we NEVER use the fireplace and the only reason I knew she was in there both times was because the cat parked his butt in front of the fireplace and stared at it like it was Kitty TV. Since that is not normal Riku behavior (if there is such a thing) I knew something was up.

The last time it happened I tried to call Animal Control only to be told they don't handle birds. Then I called a local wildlife rescue group, and was told it would cost me $200 for them to come out because woodpeckers are apparently endangered and if the bird got hurt they could get in trouble. After balking at that, the woman kindly told me to turn off all the lights, open the closest door to outside, and then open the fireplace. She said the bird would follow the air current and light to the outside. I tried it and it worked like a charm.

This time, not so well. I put the cat in the bathroom (he's an indoor cat) and opened the patio door, but I forgot about turning off all the lights and Apparently since it is an overcast day, the bird was confused. So instead of flying OUT it flew into the house toward the front window and the light. It perched on the curtain rod for a moment but as I went toward it, it spotted the back window and flew toward that, and hit it smack on. Poor bird. It fell, a little stunned, but had recovered by the time I got over there and was trying desperately to fly out through the closed window, beating its wings against the glass.

There was a moderate-sized empty box at hand so I picked it up and managed to capture the bird between the box and the glass and it started to SCREAM, which brought the kid-unit dashing down to see what the hell was going on. I managed to grab an empty padded mailer we were about to address, and slid it between the glass and the box to make a 'lid' for the box. Once it got dark in the box the bird calmed down, and I took the whole shebang outside and let the bird out. It took off like a bat out of hell, without a word of thanks. I am pretty sure this was the same idiot bird that got trapped in the fireplace last time, too. How many female woodpeckers can live around one house, anyway? I guess when you have a brain the size of a plum pit you just ain't too bright. (Hm, maybe since these are called sapsuckers rather then woodpeckers, that explains why stupid people are also called saps and suckers?)

Riku was very unhappy that I a) ruined his Kitty TV, and b) locked him in the bathroom so he missed all the excitement. :)
The last couple of weeks we've been seeing our neighborhood fox again. It's been a year or so since she graced our yard and I was worried she'd been hit by a car or something, but she appears to be hale and hearty. She comes and hangs out in our yard when it rains, which leads me to believe her den must be in a low-lying area near the creek which floods easily.

Then today I came home early to help daughter-unit finish up some costumes for Otakon, and then we spent an hour not sewing. She'd mentioned on the phone that the cat was going nuts looking at the fireplace which was rattling a lot-- we figured it was the wind. Wrong. Just after I got home, she yells "Mom, I think there's a dead bird in the fireplace." So I went in asking "Why do you think that?" and she says "Look." So I look and sure enough there is a bird in the fireplace. Only... not dead. Very live bird. (At which point I start hearing Monty Python saying "Not dead yet!")

So we spent an hour trying to figure out how to get a woodpecker out of the fireplace. Finally called a wildlife pest control place who told us that a) woodpeckers are federally protected and b) to open all the doors and then open the fireplace up and stand back with a broom to shoo him toward the door. We tacked a sheet up so he wouldn't go upstairs, and towel across the exit from the kitchen to the dining area so he couldn't go there, and then opened up the door and fireplace and Voila! In about 10 seconds the bird was outside.

Sadly, Riku-kitty is VERY disappointed.

Ah well, excitement is over now. Back to sewing.
kelliem: icy lakefront sunrise (Hi)
( Jun. 1st, 2004 01:58 pm)
Riku is a inveterate shoulder-sitter. We think he thinks he's a parrot-- between the chirping, the eating of cashews, and the shoulder thing. :) Both [livejournal.com profile] khamryn and I have scratched up shoulders because we'll be standing or sitting there minding our own business and he decides he MUST be on our shoulder and suddenly BWAH!! There he is. Scares the crap out of us every time. Nothing we do seems to discourage him, either.

Last night there was a moth in the office and he was so freakin' excited by trying to catch it that he was caroming off furniture AND me trying to get at it. He jumped up on my shoulder, crawled onto my head and from there jumped onto the top bookshelf. Of course, I'm LMAO so hard I can't even tell him what a bad cat he was.

Insane beast.
kelliem: aurora borealis (skylight)
( Apr. 4th, 2004 10:53 pm)
Since I was one of the few people who didn't get to go to Connexions this weekend I treated myself to new hair (cut and foils in maroon and gold) from my incredible stylist, Kim, which I am very happy with. I think it's the best cut she's ever done for me. Ate out several times, including the great BBQ at Shorty's, Went to see Hidalgo with my daughter. Not a bad movie, though I understand that Mr. Frank T. Hopkins was an inveterate... shall we say ... embroiderer of tales so one must take the movie with a grain of salt. Still, it was well done, and it was nice to hear Viggo actually enunciating for once. :) Took the cat for several walks. He got introduced to a neighbor cat and was not at all nice about it. Bad Riku. I have a couple of new pix of him I just put up here.
kelliem: aurora borealis (skylight)
( Mar. 7th, 2004 05:16 pm)
Today is absolutely gorgeous here on the Front Range. Blue, blue sky, sunny, a little breezy, and 63 degrees at almost 6pm. I actually went for a walk. With my daughter. (Yes, this means the world as you know it may come to an end shortly.) It was really nice. The ex finally came and got a bunch the crap out of the garage that he promised to get three months ago. I've written a little today. I have fresh steamed asparagus, cheese and crackers and a nice kabinett, and jazz standards on the cd player. Days like this are such a nice change of pace from the normal routine. :)

Now, if only someone would pay me to write gay smut. :)

ETA: My cat is officialy weird. He likes chocolate, brie, and he just ate several spears of asparagus. Without butter.
kelliem: aurora borealis (skylight)
( Jan. 12th, 2004 07:45 pm)
I hate the first day of classes in a new term. It's always insane in the office, and the situation is not made better by the fact that I am now pretty much holding down the fort single-handedly in our department. It's also not made better by discovering that sometime over the weekend one of our "brilliant academicians" downloaded a virus to the brand new computer in the shared workroom, so on top of the usual beginning of term madness, I had to be dealing with cleaning a virus off the damned computer. Grrrrr.

I also found out today that one of my favorite faculty members who has been seriously ill, has been moved to hospice care, which means they don't expect him to live much longer. He's a sweet man and we will miss him terribly.

On the up side, Riku (the new name for Mikage-- the daughter-unit decided he was much too feisty for a calm name like Mikage) was an angel and did not keep us up all night on his first night out of the laundry room. After lights-out he did try several times to sleep on my face but finally allowed himself to be discouraged and curled up next to me instead. When I woke up a few hours later he had gone elsewhere. I suspect into my daughter's room. He didn't run around meowing or having the 3am Kitty Krazies or anything. ;-)
kelliem: aurora borealis (skylight)
( Jan. 10th, 2004 06:00 pm)
Yes, I am going to be nauseatingly mushy over our new baby. He's downstairs in the laundry room. The humane society told us to keep him in there for the first 12 hours or so, so he learns where the potty is and isn't too freaked by all the space. We've been going in to check on him regularly, and so far he seems really happy, though he wants to come out and explore. We've had him in there since about 1. He's being very good about it. We have already learned that he's a climber, and a leaper, and he has a thing for shoulders, and he loves to headbutt. And he purrs like a cat twice his size. If you wanna go drool over him, I put up some pix here.
kelliem: icy lakefront sunrise (san isabel)
( Jan. 10th, 2004 09:53 am)
Just got off the phone with the Humane Society. If we sign a contract to bring him back to be neutered as soon as he stops sneezing, we can bring Mika home today! Eeeeeeeee!
kelliem: icy lakefront sunrise (soar)
( Jan. 4th, 2004 02:29 pm)
We got to see Mika today for the first time in 3 weeks. He's doing really well, and they said he'll be out of isolation in just a few days. The vet wasn't there to ask, but one of the aides said she thought we might be able to take him home in just a couple of weeks. (They still have to do the ritual removal of the yarbles before we can bring him home and they want to make sure he's 100% before that.) He seemed very healthy, only a couple of slight sneezes. And extremely playful and happy to be with us. If we put him down for more than a few moments, he'd literally climb the nearest leg to get back up. And he was so sweet and nuzzly, and purring his little face off and playing with necklaces, earrings, and anything the slightest bit dangly. Just the sweetest little guy. :)

Who me? Sappy?

I promise, no kittenfic. ;-D
kelliem: icy lakefront sunrise (Default)
( Dec. 27th, 2003 06:42 pm)
Well, the holiday turned out to be pretty nice after all. My brother, bless him, got me exactly the things I asked for (I think it helped that I was asking him for 'guy' things like a multi-tool and a microlight), and we had a nice family gathering, my mother didn't make any of her patented tactless faux pas, and my daughter didn't have too horrible a time at her father's house. And then today I talked to one of the volunteers at the animal shelter-- the vet was busy, but the volunteer told me that Mikage is doing much better and they expect him to pull through, though it will still be a while before we can take him home. Thank you all for your good thoughts and wishes. I know they helped.

My daughter is currently on her way to LA with her uncle (who has a pickup truck!) to retrieve some things she had to leave there in storage. I hope a) that the drive isn't too traumatic since the route they are taking is supposed to be getting 2-4 feet of snow this weekend and b) that she and her uncle come out of this with a better understanding of each other. It would be nice. :-)
kelliem: icy lakefront sunrise (ama)
( Dec. 23rd, 2003 04:01 pm)
The humane society called. Mikage has pneumonia, and they're not sure he'll survive. We haven't even gotten to bring him home yet. :-( Any vibes you want to spare will be welcome.
kelliem: icy lakefront sunrise (rayfant)
( Dec. 22nd, 2003 10:29 am)
For those of you waiting with 'bated breath to hear the next installment of the cat saga (all two of you!), the landlord said it was fine, so we're good to go! They won't let us take home a 'broken' cat so Mikage has to be 'fixed' before we can have him, but all is set and we should have him in 6 days. :)
kelliem: icy lakefront sunrise (Default)
( Dec. 20th, 2003 12:33 pm)
Our beloved cat, Charcoal, passed away last February at the age of 14. 10 months is long enough to mourn, and too long to go catless, so we went to the humane society today. There were several wonderful cats there, but one in particular stole our hearts. His name (at the moment) is "Simba" and he's a 12-week-old silver tabby with the most beautiful gold and green eyes and classic tabby markings that fade away into silvery fur. We have him 'on hold' while we get our housemate to go in and meet him, and wait for the landlord to okay us getting a new cat, but hopefully the weekend after Christmas we will have a new addition to the household. Amber thinks we should change his name to Mikage (mih-kah-gay) which means 'honorable shadow' in Japanese. We'll see how he likes it. :-)


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