Kitties, kitties, kitties

Scarlett's been lurking on my books and school stuff cabinet, looking at the bits outside my window so I placed a blankie for her and hey presto! A kitteh perch of much delight ^_^


"My new perch, me likie"

I placed Sam there for equality (Sam's too fat to jump up there on his own, the poor baby <3) and here is the resulting cuteness:

"Cool pad you got there, sista" says Sam

Any of you ever noticed their cats stretching themselves up walls and other similar places and got the feeling they're using their body's measurements to gauge distances? Sam started doing it and Little Miss Climb, Claw and Jump Everywhere a.k.a Scarlett picked it up from him and now she's everywhere!!



Destroying the little doll my sister made is obviously more interesting for Scarlett than licking her butt


Calming down a little




That poor bunny doll is doomed when they're around <3


"Is my pad now, what you want with it?"

Last night, as my dad was on the balcony with them, Scarlett clawed her way up the wall trying to get to a moth flying around the balcony light...

Felis dramaticus


And here's a video!
Usually Scarlett's a lot more active with this toy mouse; she'll hug it, bunnyfoot it, bite it etc. But when you stick a camera in a cat's face, he'll be a cat and refuse to cooperate XD

Fluff and mayhem in Kfar Saba

Sam and Scarlett had a mischievous weekend. Scarlett's always the initiator of all the trouble and Sam sort of hangs around at the side, giving us an "I was a good boy" if Scarlett gets caught and sharing Scarlett's spoils if we don't find out. They work in a team; Scarlett's the brain and Sam's the brawn.

Here's the little 'innocent angel' snuggled up in my duvet.

"It's so tough being pretty" and demonic!

Also, I have a question about a stain on Sam's tail, but only after some more fluff pictures!

Here's the second picture from the 'le innocent' set.


Secret hideaway - discovered! Abort! Abort!

Sam's too busy stuffing his face to note the ravaging plot.

A coat cave Scarlett settled into and Sam probably waiting for some kind of a response from us about this


It's really a saber-tooth lioness' cave, see, she dragged her hunt into it


And while I was taking pictures of the lioness, Sam's been frolicking with the camera bag's handle and got himself a little tangled..

"w0t's this, then?"

"Halp! They got me!"


Scarlett: What are you on about?
Sam: I can't get it off ;___;


The struggle continues...


Then I was sorting through some old Rocky Horror Picture Show stuff because Scarlett's discovered the feather scarves there and has been opening the closet to get to its bag. She kept on exploring away as I tried to put some order into things, the little devil.


Then the little monster does the one thing I really don't like her doing, which is climbing the bookshelves by clawing the books on her way up.

This is her "I'm not supposed to do that? Oh my..." face.

And, finally, the fluff wars:








This looks really bad, doesn't it?


The house fauna care very little for the house flora..


And that was the weekend.

Kitty pictures

There are changes developing on both work front and university strike front, but both are yet resolved so I'll wait until there'll be something to share.

In the meantime; I've got kitty pictures!! I know you enjoy 'em and so here they are.

Spread out evenly.


Sam in his lion den cat tunnel.


All curled up and fluffy.


Getting cynical and annoyed with camera!mom.


Scarlett, nursing curling up with mom under the blanket.


Zzzz


When I finally have some time to sit to the computer, this is what happens; Scarlett wants to poke her fluffy sweet little nose into what I do.


Most unladylike.


"Leave me alone already, moooom!"


Note the fluff pantaloons.


Sam's really beginning to spill out of his bowl; he's just gotten too big for it >.<


And last but definitely not least; BF (who goes by the name of Ofer) and his complimentary cat - Tuli


More updates later (probably tomorrow)

The basic reason why we were supposed to wait with bringing Scarlett home to Sam was because she was supposed to get neutered as well as vaccinated. On Wednesday, Scarlett's breeder told us the vet couldn't operate on a kitten who got her vaccination package less than a month ago. And so, we waited no more; we signed a paper that we'll neuter Scarlett by the time she's eight months old, and took her home!



Her first night she spent in my room, curled up in front of my face and waking me up with purrs and demands whenever I dared flip in my bed...she even hurled herself sideways on my face once to get attention. Then she played excavators in her cat sand...I didn't get much sleep that night.



Isn't she a beauty? She's a lot more daring than Sam and jumps all over places (which Sam still can't, I have no idea why...) though whenever she find herself in a room alone she starts meowing miserably. Perhaps she's just used to always being in a room with people and other cats; she grew up with her brother, mother, father, half-brother and another breeding female. Oh well

Sam, curled up and sleeping


Now, despite careful planning, we let them loose together yesturday which didn't prove at all as a desaster. Yesturday the ineraction between the two mostly included Sam stalking Scarlett in a hunting fashion until Scarlett would turn around, give him a glare, and bristle a bit, which made him calm down bashfully.



Today she surprised him with a nose kiss, which he later returned (awwwww >.<) but they're still very sheepish and bashful around each other. They're very much like a couple of forth graders with an "ewwwwww, girls/boys are yucky!" but they're warming up to each other. Scarlett's usually the initiator because she has experience with boys, while the Sam knows very little about how to handle the ladies (save for letting them have their ways with everything).

Meeting in a sunbeam






Two cats, again, we have two cats! That's such a joy >.<


The lovely lady

Dreams...

Last night I dreamed a plot like I haven't for a very, very long time. It wasn't for something for the stuff I already have but of something new; something between Ratatouille and Keane, with an obsessed young man (who was a Jim Carry-ish Jonathan Rhys Meyers) running around between kitchens on this gigantic far-future ship (not a space ship, an ocean ship) in some sort of a semi-Mau-China regime, trying to order people around on how to cook properly and constantly getting chased around by security guards. Very strange, but very interesting.
I think my brain's trying to tell me it wants to put this lecturers' strike to more creative uses aside from the research.

And speaking of the research, I've hit another, small, step forward; I found out what was the 16-letters-named chemical that is 20-40% of the hair solvent. It's got an only slightly-saner name and it's on Sigma for a reasonable price which is lovely. Now all I need is a chemist to help me mix the damn thing together without exploding the whole faculty...he he he...in fact, it seems this sunday I'm off trying not to blow myself up with toluene and hydrogen peroxide.

Our little wonder boy, Sam, has got a mild throat infection and has been spitting contemptibly taking antibiotics now, again, after having to spit contemptibly take another antibiotics for a small stomach problem the poor bunny had when we got him. Here's the little thing ruining mom's coffee table decoration:

Welcome post

Hello and welcome to my (new-ish) blog!

My name's Meirav Rath and I am exactly what this blog title says; fumbling in life, though I think I'm getting the hang of it now.
I'm a Bachelor's degree student in Biology in the Tel Aviv university. My goal academically, and in life, is to become an animal behavior researcher, and specialize in behavioral ecology or sociobiology (though the latter is what most appeals me). Currently I'm starting my own little research project about pheomelanin as a possible marker for social status in rock hyraxes, one of my favorite animals. Here's a picture of a hyrax, in case you've never seen one.


My top most favorite animals, however, are cats like this little bugger, Sam, my new cat.


I have another academic hobby and I use the word 'hobby' because it's an auto-didactic hobby; I love history and particularly the Second World War, the Holocaust, Ancient Rome, Lawrence of Arabia, Zionism and various other scattered bits of history fancies. Often you'll see here posts about the last history book I read and liked/disliked. In general You'll see a lot of book reviews here.

I also write, when I find the time to do it, and the Livejournal account where I post my fiction and will post more fiction, is on the link page.

That is all, my friends, welcome new readers and old readers alike!


(that's me, BTW)