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Stretchy and scratchy

by Carol Browne on January 3, 2011 · 4 comments

in Family and Buddies, General, Photos, Vancouver

The good thing about Oscar is that he only likes to scratch stuff that doesn’t matter. He loves the scratching posts on the stairwells as well as this laundry basket. And that’s all he touches with his claws – except the back of my legs when he gets impatient for dinner. And even then, he’s in gentle claw mode. Also, I don’t think he likes getting his claws stuck in the fabric on the back of my pants.

I am thoroughly enjoying my Lensbaby (thanks Mike!). I’ve been practicing with the focus and little by little, I’m getting better and getting used to manual mode.

If I keep practicing, maybe one day I’ll be able to take photos half as beautiful as this photographer – Vivian Maier. She took over 100,000 film photos and never shared with them anyone. I wish there was flickr in the 50′s for her! She would have been an internet sensation! If you have 10 minutes, the video below is worth watching.

Speaking of street photography, I have a photo I like of a bus on Granville Street…but it’s not in focus, but I still like it.
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Today…

by Carol Browne on November 16, 2010 · 4 comments

in Family and Buddies, Photos

…completely kicked my a$$. I know. I don’t usually swear on the air, but today was a tough one. I won’t bother with the details – suffice to say I was disappointed and was a disappointment today. Now that I’ve typed that out, I think it may just cancel itself out. So, let’s just pretend today is completely neutral and look at Donner with some oldie-time Christmas lights.

These lights are not LEDs and felt pretty warm to the touch almost immediately upon plugging them in. I’ll use them sparingly this Christmas. But they are pretty and I like that they remind me of our Christmas trees when I was a kid.

Here’s another one just in case you like this kind of thing:
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Underbelly

by Carol Browne on August 28, 2010 · 1 comment

in Family and Buddies, Photos

I was reminded that I sneakily took this photo last month through the screen door while Donner was taking a nap. Donner is mostly black, but he’s got a white patch of fur on his tummy we call his “bathing suit area” because it’s underwear shaped and it’s right around the part of his body where underwear could be worn. Also, he has white under his arms, like reverse armpit hair.

We have been watching an Australian Cop show called Underbelly this weekend. We’ve finished the first season and now have started season 2 – this season is based in the 70′s and Matt Passmore is in it. He’s the “American” cop in the A&E show called The Glades. But he’s not really American! He’s Australian. And his voice is much softer when he speaks with his Australian voice.

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Definition of a hooligan

by Carol Browne on April 6, 2010 · 3 comments

in Family and Buddies, General, Photos

hooligan – 3 dictionary results
[hoo-li-guhn]
–noun
1. a ruffian or hoodlum.
–adjective
2. of or like hooligans.
3. n. A tough and aggressive or violent youth.
Related Words for : hooligan
bully, roughneck, rowdy, ruffian, tough

[SOURCE: Dictionary.com]

Donner’s health has really improved since taking him to the vet last week. His nose is all clear now and he’s really full of beans. Over the course of the last week we’ve experienced 1 knocked over lamp and 2 dining room chairs tipped over. Oscar did this once back we first got him. I think they either stand up on the back of the chair until it tips over or they are jumping on the back railing of the chair. Either way, the chairs fell backwards and 2/3 times, the chair has fallen right into the china cabinet. I would imagine the cats fell against the china cabinet as well, but I didn’t actually see any of it happen, so this is all theory. Thankfully the china cabinet didn’t topple over and none of the glass on the outside broke. We’ve moved the chairs away from the cabinet and I’ve since found 1 toppled over chair in my office.

There are regular tearing-around-the-house races between Oscar and Donner and there are pieces of those little rabbit fur mice all over the house. Donner likes to carry them around the house for awhile, then fling it around the room for a bit. Next he’ll tear it to shreds. God forbid any mice enter this house – DEAD. MEAT.

I’m secretly enjoying all the hijinks and only pretend I’m mad when I see something askew and say, “Boys! Did you do this?” or, “What are you boys doing in the kitchen sink?” or “Who pushed these apples off the counter?”

I think both kitties like living with us, too – so that’s a bonus.

And you know something else about Black Cats?
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Browne, Donner the cat

March 30, 2010

We took the littlest kitty to the vet today after I basically tricked him into getting into Oscar’s cat carrier. I sprayed the fabric case with Feliway (the magic cat pheromones) and Oscar sauntered right into it – Donner hung out with Oscar at one side and in one fell swoop, Mike picked up Oscar [...]

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Donner on this, the first day of spring

March 20, 2010

Donner reminds me of a vampire. I’ll look up, and he’ll be sitting with this tail curled around his front paws just watching. I’ll blink, and he’s gone. Then I’ll think, “Did I just see him?” He also doesn’t seem to like the mornings – which I can relate to 100%. He’s much more active [...]

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A little Donner update

March 16, 2010

One day I will get a photo of Donner completely in focus. But this one is the best I could come up with. Last Saturday was Donner’s first week with us. He’s slowly (well, to me, anyway, but I’ve heard other people say that it’s taken months for their kitties to feel comfortable in their [...]

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We found the way to Donner’s heart.

March 9, 2010

The way to his heart? Bacon. I was cooking up some bacon for dinner tonight, and looked up, and there’s Donner at the doorway to the kitchen, sniffing the air. This is amazing because this morning we found him all tightly tucked into a little ball in between the couch and the wall. But we [...]

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