Day 108

Biscochitos in progress. Please forgive the lighting, it was very late.

Day 107

Friday night festivities.

Finals are over. We return now to our regularly scheduled one-photo-per-day, after a(nother) brief period of playing catch-up.

Day 106

Sleepy kitty love is the best kind.

Day 105

Our kitties have a thing for boxes. They have been fighting over this one all night.

Guess who won?

Day 104

Today is the first of December, so I have officially started playing Christmas music, putting up decorations and baking biscochitos. At least I have the decency to wait until November is actually over (doing these things the day after Thanksgiving is just tacky, really).

Kate Rusby's Christmas album is pretty great, by the way.

And after umpteen Christmases doing retail, you would think that I would have had this beaten out of me by now, but I've never really gotten over the whole lights-tree-presents thing.

Day 103

Lazy, mediocre cat photo, 'cause it's time for me to go to bed!

Day 102

So, I took a look at Chuck a couple of days ago, and was shocked to find that the whiskers on the left side of his face appear to have been cut (like, snipped, with a pair of scissors) about halfway down the whisker, leaving him with these odd bristles.

Matt and I have been trying to figure out what happened. He does have a tendency to poke his nose places it doesn't belong, but we don't think any of those places have edges sharp enough to cut his whiskers, nor do they appear to have been singed, which is something that Taylor has done before, sticking her eyebrows into lit candles.

All in all, a mystery. I hope they grow back soon. Until they do, however, I will refer to Chuck as "Half-Face."