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The latest batch of images…

Robin up above, finchy on the shelf below. OOoooh, what is that?

 

Closeup of Finchy’s mug.

What do you think they’re looking at?!

Why so blue, kitty?

Have you heard that Seattle has a blue cast to its light? Well, here’s the proof! The wall is actually a pure white. Can’t really tell, can you? Mornings by the window checking out the birds (part of their morning routine, particularly Finchy’s):

Finchy. What a lovey. Orange and blue are such a great combo! I have this as my desktop at work. It makes me happy to see it all day long.

Robin, in a frenzy of tail lashing.

Trainspotting

Yesterday when I came home from work there were trains snug up against the building. You’d think it would make bird watching more difficult for the boys, but actually, the trains bring crevices for the birds to hang on and in plus lots and lots of grain! It’s actually more of a bird bonanza when the rail cars are there than when they aren’t.

After a quick meet and green when I walked in the door, their interest turned quickly to the screeches, whistles and swoops of birds scurrying for an evening feast in the beautiful blue Seattle evening light.

Finchy very attentively watches the tops of the trains.

Robin’s our handsome boy.

Robin has to crane his head straight up in order to see the train top. Check out his freckles (notice the ones on his lips)!

Cat is my Co-pilot

Robin took a trip to the Museum of Flight at Boeing Field recently to check out an Air Force C-130 Hercules transport plane. 

 

Robin poses for a photo opp with crewman, and crew woman, Bradley Manriquez and Jessica Carrillo who were quite excited to have a cat on their plane. 

Robin gets a tour of the cockpit. Here he is sitting with another crewman in the flight engineers seat. From up there he got a “birds eye view” of things. Robin was all too willing to sign on with the Air Force to fulfill his duty dispatching terrorist mice from the plane.

The many moods of Finchy

The only important thing of note is that all of these images come from a 1 minute time span. Finchy doing his thing… He loves to do this in the middle of the night especially, sitting in the middle of the studio floor, surrounded by nothing, in the dark, with his brother sleeping somewhere, just gazing at shadows.

I give you… Finchy, and his many moods

Summer’s Bounty

Summer is obviously drawing to a close. Following a record 108 degree day here, it is now cooling off, turning wet, and all the leaves are starting to turn colors. It was a good thing we took advantage of all of summer’s yummy harvest. We have been canning up a storm, and of course, the boys just had to help. Any activity involving the kitchen island is too much temptation for Finchy. He gets a pass to be on it due to his incredible cuteness.

Robin is only interested when food is involved that he wants to eat. I don’t think apricots in simple syrup count.

 

Finchy w/ apricots

Portrait Studio, Georgetown Style

Well, the boys are hamming it up again. Sometimes one just can’t resist the cute opportune shot. Where are my soft-focus, hazy sunlight lenses? I  need some daisies and checked gingham prints, and maybe a straw basket! And bows… need lots and lots of big ribbons and bows to tie on said baskets and kittens!

Argh, I’m going to make myself sick! Well, at least we have the orange tabby express (bike building in process), and artwork, and mess to tone it down…

Does Sears still hire portrait photographers?

We’re Back!

Robin & Finchy took a little summer break, but we’re back!

A little glimpse of cuteness in the intervening months:

Finchy whining because he wants me to pick him up rather than videotape him, so that he can get closer to the big fly on the ceiling. He’s a very co-dependant cat!

Robin: 3, Mice: 0

We live in a converted old wood factory. It’s artist spaces, an old building, and comes with mice. We got the cats with an eye for keeping the mice away. Since last fall, Robin has managed to catch 3! He’s a terror and is fully on guard for anything mice-like (his favorite toy is a furry little mouse that he can throw around, play, and stash under the ramp).

Robin is definitely a hunter, fierce, very very very fast, very athletic, and very focused. Finchy will play with them, but he rarely uses claws, and doesn’t hold on to them much.

I give you… Robin and his third catch:

Kitties in the loft

Domestic bliss. Does it get any better than this?

Kitten intermission from our evening Netflix fix. Pardon the unfinished ceiling… we haven’t done much fixing up in the loft yet.

Can you guess which is Finchy and which is Robin?