In which I talk about my pets

Which is something I don't do often... online. Those who know me in RL know my two cats pretty well, even if they've never been over to the house. Mostly I was thinking about the late nineties fad of pets having their own home pages. They tended to be overly cutesy and filled with really bad snapshots. (Because you have to be a really good professional to photograph any animal well, especially one that's more than likely going to regard the camera as a new toy that that have to separate you from.)

My cats? Would never have had a home page (even if I was the type to do something like that. Really not.) Jack and Akasha both regard the computer as that thing in the corner that keeps mommy from paying enough attention to them. Akasha's gotten to the point where he will walk up and quite deliberately hit the sleep/power button on the keyboard. That's bad enough when I'm just dicking around online, but they simply don't buy into the part where if I don't get the paying work done, there will be a drastic drop in the amount of cat food in the house.

The lowdown on the fuzzy wonders:
Akasha - Average sized tabby, missing one eye, one lung, and part of one kidney. (Abused as a kitten. The sad sack that did the abusing was later, according to sources, hit by an animal control vehicle. Karma is cool.) Quite the grumpy curmudgeon, (unless he's in a snuggle mood, and then I'd damm well better put everything down and pay attention to him *right now*) and has the "I'm the center of the universe" attitude of your average sixteen year old. Loves going for walks, but gets *amazingly* car sick.

Jack - 32 lbs of purring, cooing, drooling love. Also has one eye. (Kittenhood infection, no abuse involved.) Still thinks he's kitten sized. Carrying him is more like hauling around a two year old. Has the disposition of a sweet five year old, and the appetite of a 13 year old hitting his first growth spurt. Terrified of the outside world, but travels (relatively) well in cars. Go fig. Fond of head butting people he likes.

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