If only she had stuck the landing.

Unfortunately for The Wigglebothum Cat Burglar, no food came out. Unfortunately for me, I just wanted a 20 minute nap after the first day of school so I could have enough energy for things like feeding myself.
If only she had stuck the landing.

Unfortunately for The Wigglebothum Cat Burglar, no food came out. Unfortunately for me, I just wanted a 20 minute nap after the first day of school so I could have enough energy for things like feeding myself.
We got some new toys because my children have no toys. Admittedly this is more of a result of scrolling through Instagram while on the couch. I saw the product on one account and had to investigate.
I ended up with a kicker that Sookie tested out first and a 3 pack of adorable sweater birds ( I luv birds). The site is Birds of a Sweater and they have a pretty cool cat colony situation.

This beautiful monster was lurking in an antique mall booth. Its Frankenstein parts were almost perfect, but the price was a little rich.

MomBert was playing with Borax crystals. At some point I had showed her an artist who strategically grows crystals on skulls. As a result, I received this lovely skull and vertebrae combo that kind of looks like a tulip from across a room.

Growing Borax crystals on things is an elementary school experiment that I don’t remember doing. Maybe because elementary classes grow their crystals on cardboard and pipe cleaners instead of bones they find in the woods.
MomBert showed me the videos and articles she found where techniques were discussed. By the time I got around to finding a “bone pot” at a thrift store, I had watched more.

It’s wonderfully witchy to have a skull of undetermined species and a deer pelvic bone boiling in your cauldron with a ton of Borax. Everything sits overnight and the crystals form as the water cools.
I ended up putting the skull through two rounds to see if I could get more growth. The Internet said I could. I also used fabric dye instead of food coloring since dye was what was on hand.

My favorite result is the deer pelvis because it looks like a mask or some woodland sprite.

And if you’re going to put crystals on one thing then you might as well put it on anything laying around.

I dared to leave them.
Hunger strike, poo of intent
Feline protesting

***Grand total I was gone for about 48 hours, and their sitter stopped by four times.
I needed to make SOMETHING while I finished Stranger Things 4 (no spoilers). A box cutter and some hot glue sticks later, I had this monstrosity.
Olivia Wigglebothum was the first explorer.

By far one of the best game camera captures from my yard. I love the confidence.
Luscious swagger sway
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“In the name of the dill stalks, and the sweet clover, and the Holy Bun.”
I’ve contracted with two small bunnies to bless, and exorcise if needed, my potted plants.
In a very Disney movie fashion, I’m assuming that the buns (Bun Bun and Lil Blaze Bun who still has their milk spot) are the product of these two mature buns who are clearly deeply in love.
Hopefully tragedy will not befall one of them which seems to be the Disney cartoon parent formula. I’m also assuming that one of them is my camera seeking bun from last summer. Evidence as to lineage comes from early June when I caught an adult crossing the patio quickly followed by the tiniest of buns.
At first it was hard to determine if there were two buns or just one very quick bun, but I soon saw them both hanging out together.
While there have been a few gnawed sunflowers and dill stalks consumed like spaghetti, the joy at seeing them is a sufficient trade off. A patch of clover in by the vegetable garden seems to be a favorite spot for both to meet up, discuss their contractual obligations, and network.
The potted plants are doing great.
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