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8:10pm March 29, 2015
Fey on my rocking chair. With two dad shirts, a shawl I made, and a mom poncho made from alpaca. Old lady cat in style! I love being surrounded by the smells of people I love, and so does she.

Fey on my rocking chair. With two dad shirts, a shawl I made, and a mom poncho made from alpaca. Old lady cat in style! I love being surrounded by the smells of people I love, and so does she.

3:59am October 30, 2014
awwww-cute: Safe to say she likes me :) OMG she looks a little like a very young Fey. Grey tuxedo cats FTW!

awwww-cute:

Safe to say she likes me :)

OMG she looks a little like a very young Fey. Grey tuxedo cats FTW!

5:39pm October 20, 2014

So Fey has three sleeping spots now. One of them is the heated bed I got her, one is the floor in front of the oxygen compressor, and one is a pile of clothes behind the oxygen compressor. I decided to put down a heating pad on the floor to see how she likes it.

The good news is she loves it.

The bad news is she’s become incredibly territorial about it. If she is even sitting on it, as in these pictures, and you walk past her, you’d better watch out. Because she will swat at you if you get too close. She gets this look on her face like “This is MY heating pad and you don’t get to have any!” Even though you haven’t shown the slightest interest in the heating pad.

But she does love it. And she looks less stiff when she gets up after sleeping on it. So that’s good.

12:53pm August 24, 2014

Snuggle session with 15-year-old Fey.  (Who, because she’s old, gets to do whatever the hell she wants, most days.  And she knows she’s earned that right.)

3:13pm May 4, 2014
This is the look Fey has had on her face a lot today.

This is the look Fey has had on her face a lot today.

3:39pm April 15, 2014

And the last of the Fey super snuggle pictures.  The last photo is what she’s doing right now.  Every time she nuzzles my face, it’s so gentle, and that means she’s in a particular mood that is rare and wonderful.

3:37pm April 15, 2014

More of the Fey supersnuggle.  She’s sitting up now, but still in my arms.  She’s now, as I write this, sort of in a more relaxed version of the kitty loaf posture, nuzzling my face repeatedly.

3:34pm April 15, 2014

More Fey supersnuggle.  Right this instant, she’s laying in my arms, purring gently, with her head in the crook of my elbow and her butt in the crook of the other one.

3:30pm April 15, 2014

Fey supersnuggle.  She’s turning fifteen, right about now.  And this moment, she’s purring and nuzzling and purring and nuzzling and burying her face in me and being incredibly sweet.  She’s nuzzling only just hard enough to feel, no more.

5:09pm April 13, 2014

Okay this is really not the time to play, cat.

Every time I try to lay out the pieces of this afghan on the floor, somebody jumps into the middle of them, scattering them all over the place, and starts pouncing and batting them around.

Mind you this cat is fifteen years old and she thinks she’s a kitten or something.

Of course honestly at that age she’s earned the right to do whatever the fuck she wants.  But we’ve already gotten into one fight over these afghan pieces today, I’m not going to do it again.

(The last fight involved her growling and biting me through my shirt really hard, every time I touched one of the pieces.)

9:12am April 6, 2014

Sometimes Fey jumps on my lap and snuggles with complete abandon.  Like she just turns into a big furry ball of love, she isn’t even slightly annoyed or anything else other than snuggly.  That happened yesterday morning and I got pictures!

4:42pm April 5, 2014
And this is Fey doing the “WHY DID YOU LEAVE ME HERE ALONE AND I’M SO GLAD YOU’RE BACK NOW STAY PUT” thing.

And this is Fey doing the “WHY DID YOU LEAVE ME HERE ALONE AND I’M SO GLAD YOU’RE BACK NOW STAY PUT” thing.