Milo had his first rabies shot on Friday, so spent yesterday feeling low.  He didn’t want to be held, didn’t want to be on laps, didn’t want to eat very much.  He seemed to feel like he had flu - occasional feints at normal activity, followed swiftly by relapses into glassy-eyed apathy.
He’s much better now.  [...]

Pssst.  Can we talk?

You know my human mommy has been running for about two months, right?  Well, she says she’s not in training for anything, but she is going to be doing the 2007 AIDS Walk in Washington.  She’s getting pretty close to her fundraising goal, but she’s not quite there yet (and if I [...]

Milo has entered The Age of Teeth.
Anyone who has raised a kitten knows that there is a time when everything - a challenge, a caress, the coffee table - is approached with tiny fangs bared. The fur of Dash’s tail probably hides a hundred battle scars by now, souvenirs of a tiny tiger flinging [...]

Yeah, I’m a yogini.  Not so long ago, I was even a teacher of yoga.  It’s likely I will be again one day.  Exhibit A:

I’m also sortakinda redheaded.  Exhibit B:
(Photo Credit - Brian Adams)

MacIntosh (a.k.a. Fuzzy Dogface, Tosh, Mac, Shtinky, etc.) is also a redhead and something of a yogi.  Exhibit C:

Well, now it [...]

Milo’s fan club gets cranky if I don’t give regular updates…

He is getting big so fast. He’s still an awfully cute kitten, though. I’m not sure I’ve ever seen a kitten with bronze eyes before.

And he is ever so fierce. Especially when mylar is concerned.

Progress - A “Pea Pod Baby Set” for Maria’s baby, with blue ladybugs marching up the button placket. First, as modeled by Mona (Lisa):

Second, a more “serious” wide shot:

Third, channeling my inner brooklyntweed on the buttons and lace placket:

(Yarn: Dale Baby Ull, 2.5 skeins, color: 9436. Size 3 addi turbo needles. Blue ladybug buttons bought [...]

It appears that Milo is the latest Internet celebrity. At least, among my readers. Which admittedly makes him a pretty small-time Internet celebrity.
But I’ve gotten some requests. So… I present to you… Milo.

“Oh NO! MY HEAD IS A SNEAKER!”

“I ride the sneaker. It does not ride me.”

Milo actually blends with [...]

Okay, my mom has warned me about the Jinx Gods and their wiles, but I have to report that… So Far…
Milo doesn’t interfere with knitting.

He jumps up onto my lap, and does the Big Cute, and then crawls up onto my arm. My left arm. I’m a Continental knitter, so he kind of [...]