Category: Luke

caturday — cat with a hot pink tongue

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Luke likes to pretend he’s all majestic, what with him being the self proclaimed alpha male (by two hours birth before Bo). Most of the time Luke gets away with it. But if I’m carefully paying attention and have my camera, I can grab photos of Luke behaving like the silly cat I know he is deep down inside. In this instance he was licking his chops when he spotted an Anole lizard that had the bad luck to have found its way into the screened-in area full of cats. Fortunately for the Anole, after taking this photo I trapped the little Anole and put him outside and out of harms way. I try to rescue the Anoles not so much out of kindness towards the Anoles, but because I get tired of cleaning up dead Anole guts off the kitchen floor at night. With six cats in this household cleaning up dead Anole guts can be a bit of a chore.

This photo was taken with the Lumix G9.2 and the M.Zuiko 1.8/75mm. The Lumix was set to its internal 709 color balance, which I am finding much more to my liking than any other pre-programmed color balance within the Lumix. I also like the fact that this camera has a base ISO of 100, of which this particular photo was at 125. I’m certainly not some globe-trotting professional photographer, but after having used the G9.2 for well over a month I can say how pleased I am with its operation and its output. Quite pleased indeed.

caturday — napping on my tv sound bar

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Luke is the clowder’s alpha. Being the alpha means he takes every opportunity to exploit every special spot in the house, special being defined by how much they each covet a particular spot. Recently the space between the base of my TV and the sound bar has become one of the most coveted spots in the house, primarily as a napping aid. Here we see Sir Luke napping to the left of me on the sound bar.

Here, he’s switched positions and is now napping to the right of me on the sound bar.

And to prove how popular a napping spot the space between the TV and the sound bar has become, we see Nicholas the Youngest napping to the right. Others in the clowder (it has six cats) may also nap there, I just haven’t caught them at it yet.

There are at least three problems with the cats napping on my sound bar:

  1. They all shed like crazy, so I’m regularly pulling out my special vacuum and wand and constantly going over everything to pick up the hair. I have to really work on the sound bar because it’s covered in cloth. Looks stylish, but it’s a royal pain to keep clean with this crew.
  2. Cats are not windows. Their fat little bodies cover the IR window at the base of the TV, meaning that when the humans want to watch TV with the remote control I have to get up and chase them off.
  3. One morning I came out into the TV room and found the sound bar pushed off the normal position you see it now, and down onto the floor. Thankfully I still had an Orvis thick dog pad on the floor so that the dog pad cushioned the fall. The fall still disconnected the HDMI cabling as well as the power, so I had to reconnect everything and turn it all back on again. So how did the sound bar wind up on the floor? I suspect a brief but powerful wrestling contest between Luke and more than likely Nicholas, resulting in the sound bar being pushed off by all that thrashing cat mass.

*sigh*