Caturday Morning Selfie

Snuggled up with my kitty, enjoying the view of the winter sun on last night’s snow.

Most mornings, I’ll sit in the comfy chair in the family room, my computer on my lap, my snuggly kitty tucked into the perfectly-sized spot to my left. Today, though, I decided to sit on the loveseat and just look out at the snow. Baxter thought that was a fine idea, and decided to join me.

He’ll take just about any opportunity to climb up on my shoulder or lay on my chest, really. Even when I’m at my standing desk. The photo below is from mid-October 2024, when I was walking on my treadmill while working, and he decided to trust-flop from my shoulder down into my arms.

Baxter snuggles aren’t always convenient or well-timed, but I love them just the same.

Christmas Tree Kitty

Baxter’s going to be sad and confused when we take down the Christmas tree later this week. Either that, or he’ll be glad to see his world go back to normal again.

His favorite thing to do during the holidays is to hide behind the tree and launch a surprise attack on whichever unsuspecting family member enters the living room.

Daily Kitty Routine

Baxter is displeased at the change of seasons. After Connor gets on the bus in the morning, I now spend some time before work in the family room instead of the sunroom, since the sun is barely up and it’s pretty chilly out there. Some days, I open the sliding door just a crack to let Baxter decide for himself that 58F is too cold for sunroom time.

I’ve also been letting him smurgle my super-soft Pusheen hoodie once I log on for work, and that seems to satisfy him well enough.

7th Grader

While waiting for the bus this morning, wearing his vintage Southview High School jacket in the 54°F weather, Connor assured me, “There’s probably gonna be kids wearing shorts.”

Connor has eschewed shorts all summer, opting instead for joggers and jeans. Some of those pants have become high-waters over the past few months — the tiny hole he tore in the knee of one pair of athletic pants during skateboard camp back in late May has migrated at least an inch northward since.

He didn’t request any new clothes for the new school year, although I did buy him new shoes and a couple new pairs of jeans. Interesting how his style changes over the years… In elementary school, he always wanted to dress up for the first day of school, and that became what he was known for. Nowadays, he’s leaning toward graphic tees with gaming themes, topped with a dapper hat (although the hat will have to stay in his locker for the day).

Connor’s summer has been uneventful overall, so while he’s not exactly glad to be back at school, he’s looking forward to getting back to the usual routine.

Me, too, dude. Me, too.