Thursday, September 30, 2010

Day 11 - 9.30.10

This morning, Queso woke me up by swiping his claws across my face. What a punk! I pushed him away, but he came back, then scratched my lip! Punk I say! I finally gave in and got up, before my alarm, to give him some food and that was that..

When I got home from work, I trimmed his claws..

I guess now he thinks this table in my kitchen belongs to him.

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Day 10 - 9.29.10

Today wasn't so bad as far as weather goes.  I think fall is finally coming back.. I hope so anyway, I am tired of heat, and i'm sure Queso is too.  He's been extra mellow today.  Although, I got him to play a little bit while he was in my laundry basket...

 In other news.. the picture I posted for yesterday, which I also cross posted on my flickr site since I thought it was cool..  has over 8,000..(edit, over 10,000) views over there!  It's my highest viewed image out of thousands.. amazing.  It even beat out pics of hot import models and fancy cars, which used to top my flickr site

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Day 9 - 9.28.10

Today was another hot day, but it wasn't as bad as yesterday.  I made sure Queso had plenty of water and left him a fan running so that he could lie in front of it if he got too hot.  He seemed ok when I got home, which is good.  He likes to try to sneak into the hallway when I open the door.. What a Punk!   Today was kind of hard to keep him from doing it because I was carrying a huge box with some new bike wheels.. but I managed somehow.  I gave him some canned food because he seems to love it and then put my new bike wheels on my bike while he was distracted. 

His nose doesn't seem to be bleeding anymore, so I guess it was just a scratch from his brush, so that's a good thing..

anyways... it looks like Queso's got his fixie and he's ready to ride!  Hipster Cat!

Monday, September 27, 2010

Day 8 - 9.27.10

Holy Hell!  Today was around 110° around my neighborhood.  Luckily I was at work, on the west side where it was a lowly 100°.  But that meant that inside my apt, on the 2nd floor, with no a/c, it had to be at least 115-120°.  I felt REALLY bad for Queso today.  I still feel bad for him.  He's been panting, and meowing.  He hates it.. I know how he feels, i'm sitting here typing this in only my boxers and am dripping sweat from my chest and face.  Hell, if I didn't have to have my windows open, i'd be in my birthday suit.  My photography thermometer was lying on my counter and it said it was 100° in here when I got home, which was only a few hours ago... ugh..

For those that haven't heard, today was literally the hottest day ever recorded in Los Angeles.  113° in downtown or something...  It was on the news and stuff.. it's friggin' September for god's sake!

Anyways, Queso deserved a treat, so I gave him a few.. this was just before i tried to put him in some cold water in my tub and he scratched my arm.  Guess he doesn't like that.. I like how he's crossed his eyes and is really fixated on this treat.. hah!

Sunday, September 26, 2010

Day 7 - 9.26.10

Today was a scorcher.  It was probably around 100 degrees or more in my apartment.  It sucks.. It's supposed to be fall.  So with all of his fur, the Queso must've been hating it.  He was lying around all day, only walking around if it seemed like I was going to the fridge or something.. Eventually it cooled down some outside, but my place is still hot (2nd floor sucks).  I caught him yawning while he was lounging under my kitchen table.  Yeah, it's out of focus, but I like it anyway..

Saturday, September 25, 2010

Day 6 - 09.25.10

This morning, Queso woke me up by lying on me in my bed and touching my face with his paw.  He tried to do it again after I got my phone in my hand..

Later in the day, I did some grocery shopping and bought him some canned tuna (for cats this time).  He loves it.  I also realized his nose is bleeding.  I'm thinking it's because yesterday I scratched it accidentally with his brush.  I'm going to watch it and make sure it doesn't get worse, but he doesn't seem to mind it.  It would suck if I have to take him to the vet already...

Friday, September 24, 2010

Day 5 - 09.24.10

When Blink was still around, she would meow like crazy when i'd put my key in the door after a long day at work.  I could hear her on the other side.  Queso doesn't talk much.  The only times i've really heard him meowing is when he licked the tuna off my hand and I wouldn't give him anymore, or just before my alarm goes off in the morning.  Even then, it's more of a little squeak.  The first morning, I thought I heard the same sound my bike's brakes make when they're not adjusted right... turns out it was just him meowing for breakfast.

Thursday, September 23, 2010

Day 4 - 9.23.10

He seems more mellow today than the last couple days.  Lounging in the middle of my floor.  Hasn't been following me around as much.  Maybe he's not as paranoid that he's going to have to go somewhere else as he was the first couple days.  I made the mistake of letting him lick a piece of tuna off my finger (human tuna).  I've read that human tuna's not good for cats, but it was just a small piece on my finger tip.  He went nuts and wanted more!  I'll have to get him some canned tuna sometime and see how he likes it.

Day 3 - 9.22.10

Ok.. no pic.  I didn't take any yesterday and I didn't decide to make this blog until today (or tomorrow.. the 23rd).  Queso seems to be getting used to the place though.  He woke me up this morning just minutes before my alarm clock went off.. I think all cats do that.  Blink used to.. annoyed the hell outta me.  I got him some treats that he seems crazy for.  He follows me around and i'm sure he's purposely trying to trip me.  I think he'll do ok.

Day 2 - 9.21.10

My first day coming home from work to Queso.  He seemed pretty interested in the hallway when I opened the door.  I had to push him away from it with my foot.. he's pretty fat, so it took some effort.

Day 1 - 9.20.10

I went to my friends to check out Queso.  I was just going to 'meet' him and see how he is.  I ended up taking him home.. Here he is sniffing around my kitchen.