Showing posts with label Cyrus. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cyrus. Show all posts

Monday, January 30, 2012

Happy Birthday Cohen

We all celebrated Cohen's second birthday on Friday night. ( 01-27-2012 )



It was a very enjoyable get together. The kids had great fun playing with Cohen's presents and Sophia enjoyed tickling everyone she could with a tail feather that Cyrus lost during his last molt.
 Cohen is into Thomas the Train and everything from his PJs to his books have something to do with Thomas. 


Cohen received a Thomas cake with a real Thomas the train on it.  A travel case that opens into a track with Thomas the Train  so he would never be without him,  and a colorful,  soft, Thomas roll- up blanket that will go anywhere with him too.





And his Godfather sent a wonderful phonics game that is like a keyboard that speaks and sounds out the letters that you push.  Cohen will loves that.


Even Cyrus had fun watching all the party fun.      

Sunday, January 22, 2012

Foo and Cyrus

Kitty Foo hears Murphy on the basement stairs.  'Murph' is sniffing at the space at the bottom of the door.  He snorts a few times to let me know, he knows, I am here...he begs,, " Plleeaassee, let me up there with you guys ."



Foo will have none of that.  " Get back you mangy ker!
See this paw?  It'll smack you. " 
                      Get a'load of Foo's belly!  Poor Puss!  He is sooo under fed.


  And now Cyrus will try to intimidate me!  Good try Cyrus.  Yes, Mommy loves you too.





                                        Time for a wing and nail trim Cyrus.
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Saturday, January 1, 2011

HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL

Cyrus, Kitty Foo-Foo, Emma, Zachery and I, wish you all a Very Happy New Year!

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Monday, November 22, 2010


 I seem to be looking up more lately.  Or maybe it is just that I can go outside during the day for the first time in 50 years!  Pathology departments are always in the darkest corner of any building they are located in.  If you want to see the world a laboratory is not the place to be....unless you want to peer down into little worlds....

Unoccupied houses look so forlorn....

Sylvia naps in the tall weeds.

                   
Cyrus sure got a big laugh out of something here, didn't he!
 Cy takes me into his confidence......and I'll never tell!

Monday, November 8, 2010

CrazyBird

Cyrus has been staying downstairs with me at night. I haven't moved his cage down so he is on his stand in front of the patio doors when he is in my room.  He enjoys being able to see out and being in the same room with me all of the time. I bring him down when I know I will be able to stay with him in my room.  He has become rather ill tempered since I have been gone during the day.  This time together has helped his mood a lot.  I am going to devise some sort of area for him so there is more to keep him busy and that also has a place where he can roost and feel secure as he sleeps. 





Thursday, October 28, 2010

Warning Labels Required...Please

Cats,  and children,  should come with a warning label. One that says once you take possession of either you will never again have a life of your own.  No place will be private.  You will never be able to walk through the house without someone watching your every move, nor, will you be allowed to go into a bathroom alone again.



 Ho, hum, I'm really bored and ready for you to go to bed so we can fight over the pillow....Can you not see how I am suffering here, Mom?!


 Are you going to take me back to my room now?


Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Curiosity killed the cat...........not!..But, I did get some cute pictures.


Here the watched is the watcher.....


Don't worry, neither subject was left in close proximity any longer than it took to take these pictures. I won't let Cyrus hurt the kitty.

Saturday, November 14, 2009

Cyrus at Play






Let's enjoy a few more pictures of Cyrus, my funny companion. He talks up a storm, telling the dogs to "Stop!" when they start to bark, and he will call them in with a "Come on!", to hurry them in the door if I have let them outside. He will tell me, "I'll be back.", when I go out, and greet me with a "Hello" when I return. He will speak into his clay food bowl just to hear the echo and feel the reverberations, but, mostly, he is a sweet guy that is content to stay on his stand and watch me as I scrapbook and work on my card making projects.