Showing posts with label Caturday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Caturday. Show all posts

Loaf Cat

Impersonating loaf of bread. It's a cold Caturday.

Pining for Caturday...

Uuugh, I'm just gonna sleep thru the week...wake me up next year, k?

Exactly my expression this morning...except I have eye bags to go with insufficient sleep. Also I'm not covered with soft fur and replete with whiskers. No I'm not.

Totally off-topic: I did have a major breakthrough today. There was a particular song that was infrequently on the radio, and for more than 1 month it has snagged my ear neither betraying the name nor the artists of the song. The accent in the song was also too heavy for me to pick out coherent lyrics. Gah the FRUSTRATION!

Well, this afternoon the song came on, and I hung on to every (word). I managed to get 3 lines and , luck of luck, I deciphered the name of the song from the Dj's garbled speech. This was followed by some frantic googling with the name "Heartbeats" and the verse "we had a promise made" and bingo! Finally. The song is "Heartbeats" by "The Knife", a Swedish brother and sis combo. Originally I had trawled for songs under Bjork's name, then Robyn (I wasn't too far off there, she's Swedish as well, and had a fair bit of electronica going on). And there you have it, the fulfillment of my shallow life.

They seem like an interesting pair, I'm gonna check out the other videos they have.
http://www.theknife.net/

Heartbeats was also covered by another dude, José Gonzales, and was subsequently used in a Sony Bravia ad:
Sony Bravia Balls Ad
I must admit I like those Bravia ads, it was all I could do not to squeal in delight at the thousands of bouncing colourful rubber balls pelting down a hill. Fun! :D Also their other ad with the paint explosion at an apartment building is a good watch. :)
The Paint Ad

Ok, that's more than enough from me, gotta go and feed the cat. so that it may grow and eclipse all life therefore attaining planethood. Seriously, we are not that far off. -_-

Intro: Rover

In case you guys are getting sick of Tuffie :P and for variety's sake here's Rover! I first met Rover in May of 2006, fresh from finishing my Uni and waiting for graduation. I had moved off campus and he was the cat of my housemate, Christie. Christie is a very busy girl, and she is often out while I am more hermit-like, thus Rover and I spend 4 happy months together. :P He's a young cat with quite a unique history; Christie's previous housemate came from India, and brought along a cat. The details are blurry now but I think the cat was pregnant at the time and had her litter in Canada. And Rover was one of the wee kittens.

This is the first week since I'd moved in, it was still very cold and the heater has been shut off in the house. Rover tended to sleep like that, with one paw covering his nose.

Aw maaaan, those were the days. Pre-work and pre-Tuffie Caturdays aaaaaall week.

I found Rover napping in my storage box, so I added Nemo and I must say they fit perfectly!

Awwwwww. Notice the sparkle in Rover's eyes match with Nemo's! Uncanny.

In case anyone's notticed, the reason why some of the photos may have a pinkish cast is 'cause I installed one bright pink curtain in my room. Eeck. Putting up the rails were a real pain, especially for someone as short as I am. In the end the curtains ended up trailing a couple of inches on the floor... Bah, I just wanted to explain why there is always a pink filter on Rover's photos :P

Story of Tuffie: That Second Bit

This series of photos were taken just 2 days after bringing Bones (aka Tuffie) to the vet, she was still on painkillers at this point. Obviously she was feeling tons better. I gave her a little box to sleep it with an old shirt of mine. With a full belly and a 'comfy' bed, it took only mere minutes for her to launch into full Caturday.

Squished face!

The awkward middle stage, with bones sticking out at strange angles.

Formation of the Cat Lump stage.

Fourth stage: the Pretzel. Note the head angle...this is comfortable? -_-a

At this point nothing can rouse the sleeping feline except for the rustling of the food bag or call for food. This is also known as the 'Blackout'.

Next up in the Story of Tuffie: Drama - Tuffie's previous owners appear!

It's Saturday...Woohoo!

*burp*

That's a lot of waist she's got there. Taking after the human I suppose -_- Anyways have a good Saturday!

Tip-toeing along...

Hmmm, welcome to Every Day is Caturday, where I aim to post at least 1 photo of Tuffie enjoying the good life everyday. I am horrible with words, so I'll just let the images do the work.

In case anyone is wondering "Caturday" is a fusion of cat and Saturday. It is a term most frequently found on sites like icanhascheezburger.com or cuteoverload.com (I really suggest checking those sites out for some animal inspired mirth). Creatures of the domestic feline persuasion seem to have a knack for utter relaxation of the most obscene kind; let's review:

This is Tuffie, whom you will be seeing a lot more of as she is the main star of this blog :). Stage 1 of relaxation. - still retaining some grace and not completely boneless yet. Give 1 minute:
You can see now relaxation is complete and the cat should have the consistency of a limp bowl of oatmeal if you try to pick her up. I am always amused (and horrified) at the alacrity that a cat can transform from such a sleek, sophisticated pet to a dormant lump of meat. Thus every day I will post photo documentation of the ways Tuffie pays homage to the term Caturday. Of course it won't be just Tuffie 24/7, a few other cats, some bettas and my ex guinea pig will make guest appearances when the posts gets too catty.



...ok, I'll admit. I just want to make use of the 1000+ photos I have of this fuzzy lump sleeping. I suppose if I have to be exposed to this kind of grotesque relaxation everyday then the internets should suffer too >:D