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Tuesday November 18th 2008, 1:08 pm
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Fell into bed at home at 2 am Eastern time, woke up early here waiting for the sun to hurry up and rise already.  Got some catching up to do.

Our grandcats were so funny: they were not allowed in the room we were staying in at our daughter’s for fear of them getting into the knitting and who knows what all else.

Eve the grandcatUnfortunately, the wireless mouse to my husband’s laptop got left out, never to be seen again, at least not before we left.   I was seen playing with the mouse so it must be important, so away it vanished into the night.

Eve the kitten has gone from a tiny little thing from the last picture I saw of her to being fluffed out now into a beautiful black cat with longish hair and large round green eyes that Sam said make her a perfect Basement Cat.  She’s got a small tuft of extra-long white fur immediately above each of her claws, making her look like a totally soft fluffball of innocence–which didn’t stop her from rolling her eyes at me at one point, glancing upwards while narrowing her eyelids.  Stupid human, just wait till *I* have opposable thumbs! I will open that door *myself*!  My guffawing at her for it did nothing to mollify her.  Anya the other grandcat

Eve tends to follow Anya, the older cat, and copy her.  I left our door open at one point.  Eve was hanging back this time.  Anya came barrelling down that hallway pell mell, trying not to be thwarted this time, and skidded out while trying not to splat into the bed, then did a 360 around it on the slippery newly refinished wooden floor, claws and limbs flying wildly.  I was out of her sight inside the room as she came running and got to hear her coming and then watch her ballet act.  When I laughed, there was the usual cattitude of licking a paw and “I didn’t do that” after I picked her up and escorted her back out.  Too funny.

And when I read a newspaper page on the floor, both cats promptly sat on it, totally covering  up the article.  Sam laughed and said that was classic cat, right there.

But would someone explain to me Anya’s need to lick my pink wool and silk skirt?  Gently, as if it were a kitten. Curious.

I was afraid I would forget my Tuscan cheese from the Cabot factory, and I did, but that just means Sam and her husband get to enjoy it; no complaints there.  I deserved that. I went to the fridge to get it just before we left for the airport after they left for work, let temptation get to me, and swiped a small spoonful of the Ben and Jerry’s Creme Brulee instead.  (Oh. Um.  Hi, Sam!)  That’ll teach me.  But it was definitely a freudian slip, because I knew how much they would love that cheese too. I looked up the local suppliers here of Cabot cheese this morning, and the number of stores within ten miles made me laugh–welcome home to northern California where everybody’s a foodie!

Now if only I could get someone here to start making apple cider doughnuts. I hadn’t ever heard of those before you all said something, and now I have to either find some here (not likely) or try making a batch myself.

A little Cabot’s on the side would go nicely.

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The cats look purrrrfectly adorable. I love cats. This must be a Vermont thing as I never heard of it before but locals like to eat cider donuts (while sugaring) with dill pickles. When buying cider donuts at Cold Hollow, one is advised to leave the waxed paper bag open to allow the steam to escape as they are that fresh.

Come back to Vermont soon! It was great having you here. You left just in time. Snow this a.m. and interstate closed in some areas near Stowe.

Comment by Joansie 11.18.08 @ 1:42 pm

1. It’s not nice to laugh at cats. Seriously! The attitude, by the way, is “I meant to do that!”

2. Cats know natural fiber and appreciate it seriously. My friend Dez tells me that lanolin, in particular, smells like mommy cat. I believe your gentle bath was a seal of approval.

Comment by Barbara-Kay 11.18.08 @ 3:18 pm

Ooh. All of that food sounds delicious! And I love the cat stories 🙂

Comment by Jocelyn 11.18.08 @ 4:11 pm

mmmmm ben and jerrys

Comment by rho1640 11.18.08 @ 7:20 pm

We are spoiled rotten by having Zimmerman’s Deli the next town over.

And if we ever move, they deliver via mail order!

Comment by Diana 11.18.08 @ 9:31 pm

Welcome home! Sounds like you had a wonderful time.

Comment by Linda W 11.18.08 @ 10:47 pm

How funny you should mention Anya’s fondness for wool and silk blend. My tabby Kiwi is very good with yarn left out but has gone NUTS for the recently delivered Noro Silk Garden, digging a skein out of the bag and turning it into a rat’s nest! No interest in the Kureyon. Curious indeed!

Comment by LynnM 11.19.08 @ 1:45 am

Isn’t it great to come home again! Welcome back.:)
I can’t wait to see your pictures. Back in a week or so as my flight for yon tip of Texas leaves in the morning.

Comment by Toni Smoky-Mountains 11.19.08 @ 4:42 am

What a great picture you painted of the cat on the move. I’m glad you got to enjoy your grands… 😉 If you find a recipe for cider donuts, you’ll share, won’t you?!

Comment by Channon 11.19.08 @ 6:43 am

Permalink to Basement Cat 🙂 http://icanhascheezburger.com/2008/11/12/funny-pictures-summons-the-undead/

Comment by Amy 11.19.08 @ 8:30 am

Or maybe this one. Less undead.

Comment by Amy 11.19.08 @ 8:35 am

Hah-ha! Love the cat story. In the immortal lyrics of Cat Faber (http://www.echoschildren.org/CDlyrics/IMeantToDoThat.html)

“I meant to do that, I’ll have it be known
I did it on purpose, for plans of my own,
Since you’re just a human and I am a cat,
I thought I ought to mention that I meant to do that. “

Comment by RobinH 11.19.08 @ 2:34 pm

My kitties do the same gentle lick thing with some yarns. Never teh acrylics.

Comment by Carol 11.19.08 @ 3:30 pm

both kitties are gorgeous!

Comment by marti 11.19.08 @ 9:11 pm

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