Obligatory Catblogging

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It has been called to my attention by multiple people that "There has been remarkably little recent catblogging!" and that I should "Post more kitty pictures!!" Part of the difficulty can be seen here:

More to the point, we've been pretty busy, and if I'm thinking about cats it's more fun to play with them than to talk about them. But they're napping right now, so perhaps it's time to share some of the pictures we've taken over the past month.

First of all, I should introduce our cats properly. From left to right below, they are Polly, Callie, and Nia:

(Mind you, those are just nicknames: if you like trivia, try to figure out the full names of these sisters.) Polly is the biggest climber and jumper of the group:

She's also the most vocal of the three (that's a hint on her name, too), and she's inordinately fond of attacking crinkly things like plastic and tape. Callie is probably the most eager to explore new places, and thus the most likely to get into the "no cat zones" in the house:

She is smaller than her sisters, though she's close enough now that we often have to recognize her by her narrow tail. Finally, Nia is the calmest of the three:

That's a relative thing, of course: "calmest" for a kitten means that she's marginally more likely to stay calmly in a lap when the other two start tearing around the house like little rockets. But it's just as likely that she'll instead leap out and attack them from above.

Unfortunately, we haven't managed to grab a camera while they've been dashing around and wrestling very often: that requires some very quick reactions. But since they're cats, we've had quite a few opportunities to catch them while they're being cute and sleepy (though they still always know you're there):

Left to right above are Callie, Polly, and Nia, for those struggling to tell them apart.

Cute and sleepy sometimes happens right in our laps, too, though that doesn't tend to last all that long. Polly in particular is often the first to get up and be more active:

Kim gets to cuddle with them, too. I get the feeling that Callie (in the middle, below) isn't overly fond of the camera flash:

Meanwhile, Polly (on the left) gets some good stretching in, while Nia (on the right) is content to relax on her favorite "shelf". (I can't really argue.)

Finally, what catblogging would be complete without a cat ending up somewhere she really wasn't supposed to be? A few nights ago, Kim had pulled out a colander and left it on the table where she was going to prepare some fresh green beans. When she came back with the beans, Polly had gotten there first:

I like the way Polly looks so matter-of-fact in that first picture: "What? Of course I belong here--it's comfy!" In the second, she seems to have backed off a little to just curl up and maybe gnaw suspiciously at the bowl. But she wasn't giving up her claim, oh no, and she made that clear.

Whew. That ought to satisfy those catblogging demands, at least for a little while.