What Coffee with Cats is NOT. . .



Coffee with Cats is not a tribute to the coffee bean specially processed by the civet's digestive track.

Coffee with Cats is not a fetish page devoted to the cat cafes of Japan.

What is Coffee with Cats? Keep reading to find out.



The Valentine's Day Card that Started it All

The Valentine's Day Card that Started it All

The Valentine's Day Card that Started it All

The first of the Photoshopped spectaculars, created for my husband in homage of a poster he found in Cairo with a similar disregard for proportion or scale. That's us on the roof. But that's not our real house.

Friday, May 17, 2013

Sherpa Conditioning #1


Strombeek doesn't like the sound of "conditioning." But Arthur read an article. It said that if you want to take your cats on an airplane it's a good idea to get them used to the Sherpas (their carriers). Otherwise, they just assume they must be going to the vet. And cats don't really like to go to the vet.



So I thought that the best experience in the Sherpa might look something like this.




As soon as they saw the birdseed get tossed out, the cats stopped meowing. They knew what was up. 









But the birds did too. They seemed to think it was some kind of set up. 



   
Me, on one side with the camera. The cats, inches from the birdseed. Then Art, standing at the threshold to the garage. I don't know why the birds would have been suspicious!
                                                                                
                                                                                                      But eventually one broke.
                                                                                   And then they all flew down.     

     Louie was like, if I could get my teeth on you, I would rip that tiny seed-eating head off your big    fat body. Strombeek was so worked up that she just had to keep looking away.

      Phase 1 seemed to be a success; however, the pigeons remain dubious.

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