Until The Next Time.......

Until The Next Time.......

My daughter didn't drive home for New Years because she didn't really feel like driving 3 hours after working on New Year's Eve. The next day we didn't really do anything so decided to drive to her apartment and take one of our sons along since he hasn't been there yet. Dusty usually has to work on the weekends so this was a good chance to go while he could.

We got there and Dusty was kind of excited because he had never been to Karissa's apartment since she moved there and got her new job. He also had never seen her cat since she got him. Rothko (her cat's name) was really interested to meet us when we arrived and came up to everyone and rubbed against us and meowed with his cute little meow and chirp-like noise.

We had bought Rothko a couple of toys for Christmas - a mouse that you put catnip inside of (it has velcro that you open and put some in), and a toy with fish on it. He loves new toys and is especially enjoying the catnip mouse toy a lot. Dusty had a red sweatshirt on and the string that goes through the hood pulled all the way out of it. Voila! Rothko had another new "toy". We dangled it around and he kept jumping and pouncing at it for quite awhile. He sure is entertaining and is such a nice cat.

While we were at Karissa's we found a new restaurant which was pretty good. It is named "Arnie's" and they have a bakery in the restaurant. When you order an entree you get a free cupcake, either to eat there or take with you. They have so many different kinds of cupcakes...such as chocolate, carrot cake, raspberry filled, chantilly and others. My husband doesn't eat cake and I'm trying to cut back from the holidays so we gave ours to Karissa to take home.

Saturday night Karissa and Dusty went to see a movie together. My husband and I didn't go but stayed at her apartment and just relaxed. Well, actually we vacuumed and I polished an end table that we had taken there for her. A couple of months ago we had taken a recliner to her and sadly, it already broke. My husband said it wasn't fixable and now it sits kind of lopsided. It was a used one we got at an estate sale so now we'll probably take her one of ours the next time we go see her and buy a new one for us.

We had a good time and stayed until Sunday afternoon, getting back before it got dark. The roads were clear of snow and we'll probably be going again in a few weeks if the weather is good. It's been snowing more the last week or so and winter is here!

Rothko's New Toy

Rothko's New Toy

This past weekend my husband and I went to see our daughter, who lives three hours from us. She graduated from college with majors in graphic design and art, but didn't have any luck finding a job close to where we live so had to move to where the jobs are.

Anyways, Karissa has a cute little cat named Rothko (named after an artist that the previous owners named and she kept) who is king of the castle. He is a little stinker though and likes to chew on electrical cords. He's chewed her phone cord and ruined it and even got into Karissa's purse and chewed a cord that she had in it. So now she has to put away everything that has cords on it when she goes away or to work.

We got a little toy for Rothko recently.....a cat that walks and squeaks while moving his mouth. We were excited to see how Rothko would like it and took it out of the bag right away to show him.

 Rothko was fascinated with the little squeaking cat and just kept watching it walk and "talk". He touched it a few times with one of his paws, then just layed there and watched it. By the way, Rothko always lays with one of his paws curled under him, as you can see in the pics. It must be a habit or just feel good that way, I guess.

After a while we shut off the squeaking cat because it got kind of annoying listening to it. Rothko didn't care, he went on to look for different adventures. We had taken a recliner to Karissa because she didn't have any real furniture yet (just some lawn furniture). Rothko checked out the the recliner, smelling and rubbing against it. I guess he thought it was nice and soft. Later that night, he was sleeping on it!

The Little Monkey

Our daughter moved a few months ago and had to find an apartment that allows cats. She had been living with her friend but couldn't find a job after graduating from college. Finally Krissy found a full-time job after 2 years and had to move about 2 hours away from where she was living.

It was a big step but you "have to do what you have to do" and go where the jobs are. Her cat Rothko definitely had to move along with Krissy. Yes, it's a different name for a cat but the formers owners of Rothko had named him and it just stuck. Krissy said they had named him after an artist. Krissy loves her cat and sometimes affectionately calls him "Little Monkey". 

Last weekend we went to visit Krissy and Rothko and my mother (who is 86 years old) wanted to go along. I told my mom that she would have to go up 3 flights of stairs but she didn't care. She wanted to see her grand-daughter and find out where she lived. By the way, it's about a 3 hour ride from where we live. Also mom can't walk the best and uses a cane (and walker occasionally). 

We made it to Krissy's apartment and had a great time being together, along with Rothko. He definitely is a little monkey and is also the king of the castle!