Oliver Files Week Six - I Think

His favorite place in the house is the family room surrounded by his toys and with Angel of course.

Here he is still sorta damp after his walk in the pouring down rain.  I love his coat, like Angels it dries and very quickly.

We're still learning to not pick on Pepper, Thomas can hold his own and for the most part Oliver is scared of Thomas.

He matches the rug and quite well, don't you think!

My princess, Angel.

Last but not least, Thomas who still refuses to hang out in the family room since Oliver arrived, but it's only been six weeks and he's finally coming into the kitchen again. 

Just because...

Thomas asleep on my office chair.

Pepper asleep on a quilt I started back in the 80's and have yet to finish but use anyway, in my office.  Neither cats like it when we start cleaning rearranging rooms in the house so they go hide in my office.

Day Three Morning Three - Don't Eat the Cat!

Thomas just got Oliver on the nose and real good!  Ollie yelped and backed off.  Round one of don't eat the cat is over.

Oliver - Yesterday morning in his crate. 

This morning he didn't want to go back into his crate, can't say that I blame him, and he refused to eat his food in his crate, again can't say that I blame him.  So we brought his food bowl into the kitchen and John gave him a handful of food to show Ollie what it was, ok lets stop here.  I've NEVER had a dog before that didn't care if it ate it's food or not.  Most of our dogs have been of the variety, weimeraner, that inhaled their food and so fast it was blinding!  

The good news is Morning Three his obnoxiousness is down a whole fifty percent, he's jumped on me only once this morning.  We are still working on coordinating potty breaks, and his need to push Angel (fifteen year old twelve pound sheltie) down onto the floor, I'm so afraid he's going to break her back.

I'm sore all over from his sheer strenght and size, and from walking him.  So overall this was a good decision.  Hubs and I are taking turns walking him and are building up for one long walk a day, in addition to his three to five short walks.

Thomas

Am hoping at some point he'll decide it's actually winter and will grow in his winter mane and ruff.

You Can't See Me!

Thomas nesting atop John's Carhart jacket, somehow he thinks because he's three feet from the ceiling we can't see him.

Thomas Again

Barely a year old.

Thomas

Summer coat, no bib, no mane and no ear tufts, almost a medium haired cat at this point. August of 2010

Winter coat, mane and bib and all fluffed out.  February of 2011.  He did grow his ear tufts back in and longer, much longer ear hairs, but alas the little bugger won't sit still for photos.

 

These are his feet in August, they are way hairier in the winter!

Thomas

What do you mean you can see me??? 

My Office Assistant

Thomas in his summer coat, can't wait for winter to come so that he will be all fuzzy and adorable again.

Thomas

Spring has sprung and I opened the bedroom windows for Thomas' and Peppers enjoyment!

Cat Creations

Thomas, the cat, got hold of one of my dried pomegrantes and apparently some wool fleece.  I found THIS creation at the bottom of the staircase busted open, gaping at me with all sorts of possibilities.  It's these sorts of happy accidents that make, my artistic life interesting.

It's the Precious Things in Life

John and Thomas hanging out watching tv.  My uncle Gary, my dad's youngest sister's husband, passed away tonight at the young age of 56, the same age my mom was when she passed away in 2005.  He's one year younger than John, deaths of loved ones sure make you take a second look at what is the most precious in life, all else is just fluff or unnecessary stress.

Thomas

Thomas sitting in my basket of natural dyed silk organza's, wondering why I'm bothering him.

Thomas

My boy Thomas, the cat with the great big hairy feet, I'm thinking he's got some hobbit in his bloodline somewhere :-)

Thomas the Watcher

I was sitting at my table merrily away sketching images onto canvas cards, for my new thank you card series, and suddenly realized I was being watched.  I looked over into the suitcase and there was Thomas watching me sketch, he really does love sleeping on silk fabrics and is such a silly cat he'll even pull out a piece to sleep on, when I'm not looking! 

Poor Angel is trying to stay cool.

Cuddled Up.

A serious cold front is moving in and the cats have hunkered down accordingly, on wool blankets no less.

 
Thomas in the upper left hand corner and Pepper in the center.

Thomas

Studio Helpers

Thomas in Window

Kitty Still Life! Thomas my Maine Coon cat sitting in the window sniffing the great out doors after a down pour.