Kitty Meadow

I’m SO sorry for being such a bad, bad kitty blogger. I hate it when people say, “I was going to call, but I’ve been SO busy” and of course you have to so, “Oh, I know, me too!” So, I won’t say that. What I will say is that I’ve developed a new addiction! Good news, eh? (from Maine, so sometimes the “near-Canadian” in me comes through with “eh”)

“So, Richard, what’s your new addiction? Is it burning illegal software? Is it drinking even MORE than you ever did? Please tell us it’s a fun drug!” Well, I heard your questions and I’m hear to say… it’s Twitter, or “Micro-Blogging” as some refer to it. I’m astounded by it. I’m entranced by it. It follows me around and I love it. It’s there when I get up, it’s there when I go to bed…. it’s just great!

As with most addictions you quickly realize what’s going on, yet it’s too fun or enticing to stop or even publicly acknowledge you have a problem (don’t ask me why I’d know that or where I learned it). And like most addictions you KNOW there are draw backs, but there are SO many positives to keep you going!

Let’s compare to something I know most of you experience, alcohol addiction (if you read a lot about kittens… and you do… then you likely drink lots of wine in the evenings by yourself or while your husband is locked up in the garage on some stupid project). So, with your alcohol addiction perhaps you always seem to end up at your favorite bar because all your “friends” are there (none of whom you know the last name of).

This problem is very similar to one of my Twitter “symptoms”. I know “twit”, not people! Although I’m “TOTALLY SURE” I feel like I really know them! Actually, I still stick by that story! I really do feel like I’m developing real personal relationships with my followers. I interact with them. I know they listen when I need to, I trust their opinions for fun trivia (any of this sound familiar, like your bar friends???).

So, the draw backs to your alcohol… that husband in the garage? The one “working on the project in the garage” doesn’t exist any more because you spent more time with your bar friends than with him. He used to exist. But he just never understood your relationship with those bar friends. (I pray this is an inaccurate portrayal of your addiction, but if it does please forgive me)

Any idea how this could be similar to my Twitter addiction? It’s always running in the background. There’s always a conversation going on… that conversation might be going on for several days in VERY short spurts. Anyway, so these aren’t even personal conversations, these can actually be considered professional in nature!

So, anyway, you can picture how bad it can be. I’m an addict! Just admitting it won’t keep me from doing it, but it is the first step to adapting to ways of working around the perceived “bad things” and enhancing the “positives”. Help me!!!

Another entry coming VERY SOON! And it will be about kitties!

(If you’re on Twitter and/or would like to see what I discuss follow me at http://twitter.com/LegalAdmin)

I know these aren’t kitty pictures, but thought I’d share anyway!

I found out a few days ago that one of my lawyers (I work at a law firm) went to college and is friends with one of the founders of “i can has cheezburger“!! WHO KNEW!?!?

Well, on top of that I’ve been a bit obsessed lately with Twitter (micro-bloggin) (follow me at http://twitter.com/LegalAdmin). By becoming involved in Twitter you end up getting invitations to “tweetups” (Twitter Meetups). Well, last Thursday I went to a tweetup hosted by Mr. Chris Pirillow (CNN.com Tech Expert) and ran into Scott Porad (Cheif Technology Officer of “i can has cheezburger“). I was so excited!

One of the ladies who was talking with Scott and me asked him, “So, do you ever get sick of LOLcat talk?” Scott’s very funny response was, “Well, I’m not a big user of ‘LOL’ unless I am actually laughing! So, I like it, but have to feel it’s sincere.”

Thanks Scott! Great meeting you!

After spending a couple nights in Seattle with Matt and our ill friend Jim (who is starting to recover from his broken arms and ribs), I came hope to this little stack of socks on my bed.

When I told Matt about this strange finding he told me to be scared… be very scared. He suspected that at least one of the girls was now a student of voodoo! Apparently it took the culprit a few days to gather up all the supplies to build a voodoo doll in my liking. Fortunately I was able to get home in time to foil my ultimate demise, before the completion of the doll!

(We suspect Renatta is the guilty Voodoo mistress since she LOVES our sock baskets)

Recently we’ve had WONDERFUL comments posted on the entries and I wanted to take a moment to answer a few of them publicly.

1) Recently someone asked if Rosalie and Phyllis are best buddies exclusively, or are many of the photos just coincidentally of the two of them playing. Rosalie (aka GiGi of recent) and Phyllis are very close friends. That’s not to say Renatta is estranged from them, but Renatta likes to do her own thing and does everything on her own schedule.

2) Regarding the introduction of Phyllis to the Aliens and why it was “so easy” for us to do. That’s a tough question. I think the first and most important piece was that we have a spare bedroom that is now the Kittens’ Room. When they first came home they stayed in there and Phyllis would sit outside the door playing footsies with them under the door. That got them someone used to each other’s smell. Another tactic (strange) was that someone suggest we rub them all down with one dryer sheet. Apparently that’s supposed to help them all have a similar smell. They were all only allowed supervised visitation for the first three days. And they weren’t allowed to play rough until about day 7 when we could trust that it really WAS actual playing and not actually trying to kill one another.

3) TO ANNE: Thank you for Phyllis’ nomination for Secretary of State. She appreciates being recognized for her international efforts.

4) Regarding someone’s excitement about introducing them to my Christmas tree: my husband states that due to the mess, he believes the we’ll have to tell the kitties we’re Jewish “and that’s why we don’t have a Christmas Tree”.

5) Leo and “the Virg” – yes, I’ve been trying to get Virgil’s mom to post more photos. She swears she has tons, but hasn’t had much time to edit and/or post them. She’s very sorry and promises to post updates soon!

6) Phyllis received a special comment/note from one of her littermates/sisters, but we would LOVE to hear more from you (I think it was Ramona)!

Hope this gives some clarity! Thank you all for following. Keep the great comments coming.

I swear that Rosalie eats her weight in Science Diet every day. Ok, perhaps I exagerate, but with such little bowls it sure seems that way!! Little miss Bandit (aka Renatta) is very delicate in EVERY way, such a lady! But not sister Dingo! Nope, some might think that Rosalie is a boy kitty cuz she eats so much. This just MIGHT be what prompted Matt’s most recent loving nickname – Gobble Guts.

Rich and the girls before dawn…

“And this is how and where we sleep…”