Toby and Molly

26/01/2023

Snoring his fuzzy little head off ❤️

27/11/2022

Toby spent a ridiculous amount of time plotting a leap up to the mantel. Then he realized that those days are long gone, and settled for a nap. I identify with him sometimes.

28/10/2022

When Molly needs a footrest, I am there for her.

04/10/2022

Warm and fuzzy on a raw day

19/08/2022

Happy 15th birthday to these wriggly critters!

07/07/2022

The puzzle maker is exhausted

24/06/2022

Inspector Toby on the job again! ❤️

29/04/2022

My handsome plumbing assistant

08/04/2022

A mishmash of fuzzy limbs

15/03/2022

Murder most foul … and the stoned culprit

25/02/2022

Sweet Molly appears to be remission! No insulin today! SO SO HAPPY!

Many thanks to Debbie, the vet tech who held my hand (and Molly’s paw) through this complicated and scary treatment process. She is an angel. Fingers crossed that Molly stays in remission for a loooong time.

12/02/2022

Sometimes a girl just needs her armpits massaged.

02/02/2022

F e e d m e . Y o u . . . w i l l . . . f e e d . . . m e . . . .

27/01/2022

I’m waiting for him to ooze all the way through the slats and reconstruct himself on the other side. (What’s the sci-fi term I’m looking for?)

17/01/2022

Ol’ Snaggletooth ❤️

15/01/2022

Who needs heat when they have one cat loaf on their lap and another on their head?

13/01/2022

I borrowed a scale for Molly, but Toby has laid claim to it. He’s an odd duck.

03/01/2022

Toby is now jealous of Molly’s insulin injections, so I had to pretend to give him one this morning. 🤣🤣🤣

01/01/2022

The “feed me” stare ❤️

23/12/2021

“Is there room for me up there?” Always, sweetie pie. Always!

14/12/2021

Toby’s support will take me to the finish!

11/12/2021

Molly resting her head on her little stuffed squirrel. She was diagnosed with diabetes today. Lord help us all!

10/12/2021

The start of a Christmas tree kerfuffle. *sigh* Siblings!

25/11/2021

How am I supposed to finish cooking for Thanksgiving?

24/11/2021

11/11/2021

Wheeeee! Annual checkup time! I drugged them ahead of time, but the effects were negligible - I’ve been asked to double the dose next time. 😂

They had an inexperienced tech, unfortunately, who isn’t used to cats. The vet told me afterwards that because of the pandemic, they couldn’t do the usual in-person training (internships?), and we discussed what could have been done better. Everyone survived, but I’m not sure whether that tech will now change professions.

They’ve both put on pandemic weight. They both have pretty sore hind joints. They’re both otherwise healthy. Phew!

Molly is now growling and hissing constantly. Toby will look at me, growl fiercely, then come for a pat. I’ve drugged them up again to help mitigate the post-prodding soreness and to try to head off some of the bad attitude, but I don’t see that it helps much. Catnip is up next.

I’m so glad that is done! I know the vet wants to see them twice a year, but once is all that we can handle.

Ommmmmm….

29/09/2021

Toby and Molly on the job

23/09/2021

Odd, just odd.

22/09/2021

Working on picture puzzles is much easier when your cats grow up. He doesn’t want to play, he just wants company.

04/09/2021

Really, Molly? You think it’s okay to lie down in a pile of plaster dust? You’re supposed to be the one with brains! And now your brother has joined you. *sigh*