I don’t usually take a lot of selfies. I don’t really like the way most of them come out, so I just don’t take them. Here are a couple of exceptions.
Because I teach little kids, sometimes I end up wearing strange things on my head.
Brandon swears Manmaru is a momma’s boy. I say he just likes cuddles and kisses.
Yesterday while I was cleaning up in our extra room upstairs, I happened to look at the screen that Mani likes to lean up against.
He popped the screen off. Thankfully, he had not yet discovered that he could get out the window and our friend Jen fixed it today.
Because it’s my mom’s birthday, today’s picture is for her…
Her favorite grand kitty.
Happy Birthday, Mom!
Morning snuggles is usually Manmaru and I having a snuggles sitting at the foot of the bed just before I get up in the morning. It involves pet pets and scritchies and kisses and snuggles and purrs and head bonks. Sometimes this is not enough and he follows me around the house while I get ready for work on the off chance that I’ll pick him up for more snuggles, which always happens. Always. Occasionally, even this is not enough and he has to resort to snuggling with Brandon. Oh the humanity.
This usually doesn’t last long. Apparently, Brandon doesn’t know how to snuggle properly.
Today I woke up with a horrible headache, so instead of going to Game Day with Brandon and a bunch of friends, I stayed home with Manmaru. We snuggled. We purred. We napped. We enjoyed the view. And he tried to share my lunch.
Summer is really hot here in Tokushima and we try to make sure Manmaru is as comfortable as possible during the hot months. This means we’ve bought Sime strange things to try to keep him cool since he can’t take his fur coat off. This also means he’s a spoiled rotten brat. He hasn’t liked most of the things we’ve bought, but we still try. Today we bought him a giant aluminum bowl that’s supposed to stay cool.
Yep. I think he approves of this one.
I was home today and Manmaru went crazy. Usually he spends the day by himself, so when someone is home with him, he’s not sure what to do with himself. Things got really quiet after awhile, so I went to look for him.
We didn’t think he even used this bed anymore. It’s the first bed we bought for him and he was all curled up in it when I found him.
Like most cats, Manmaru can be a little selfish when it comes to his toys.
“These are all mine! Get your own!”
Today is Manmaru’s second home-iversary! Two years ago, Mani waltzed into our apartment, made himself right at home and has never looked back. When we opened the door to the carrier he was in, Susan (the wonderful lady that runs the shelter we adopted him from) expected him to take his time coming out, but Mani was not having any of that nonsense. He strutted out of the carrier and immediately began investigating his new home.
Two years later, I can’t imagine life without this little fuzzball. Even when he does things that drive me crazy…like peeing on my futon. Or waking me up at four in the morning by biting my back. Or barfing on the tatami. Or being a needy little monster. We start every morning with snuggles and cuddles and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Here are a few pictures I posted on his first day at home.
Brandon went to the Osaka Game Market last weekend and brought home a bag full of new games. We had to try one of them out the other night when he was showing me what he got because…well…is a cat game, made by the same people who made our favorite cat stacking game.
It would have worked a lot better on a flat surface instead of our bed, but we’re still sleeping in the living room, so the living room is still dominated by our bed.