A little love in the kitchen

Clara: I looooove you, corner...

Dolley in a box, with food

By now, you probably know that Dolley never met a box she didn't like.

Well, today, an order of Dave's Cat Food came, and Dolley was so excited by the DOUBLE-THRILL of a box AND food!

If only she had thumbs, she would have been in business!

She also enjoyed hiding under some of the filler paper.

I'm just sitting here...

Fine, I give up.

The Door Guard

From the desk of Clara: The Battle Rages On...

As you can see, she shall not abandon her post monitoring the humidifier...

Ever watchfull...

(seriously, this goes on ALL NIGHT!  at least, until about 5am when she decides it's time we get up and feed her...)

Dolley Explores the China Cabinet

This is an older video of Dolley in our old apartment.

You can see she simply HAD to explore what was behind those cabinets.
(and, for any freinds who may now be afraid to dine at our house, don't worry; we washed all those dishes and she doesn't vetnure into the cabinets with the dishes anymore...)

Dolley in a Box; Preppy Edition

Well, she never met a box she didn't like,  but today our girl has demonstrated her flair for the preppy style!

The ironic thing is, between the 2 cats' personalities, I take Clara to be more of a "Lilly" girl.  Dolley's more of the outdoorsy, birkenstock-wearing, LL Bean sporting type.  But, I guess every girl wants to have a little pink & green every once in a while.

She looks a little sinister here, but she was just starting a yawn...

Besides, the pink heart tag gives her that tiny bit of preppy-street-cred...  as does her name.  (she's named after Dolley Madison...)

Mani/Pedi Time!

Nothing like getting poked by five, tiny hypodermic needles everytime someone wants to sit on my lap...

Check out those TALONS!

I guess I know what I'm doing this evening. (and, yes, i know how pathetic that sounds...)

"I'm ready for my CLOSE-UP..."

EXTREME close up of Dolley...

Taken as I was walking up the stairs and she's wedged herself between the stairailing...

wants to see if I've brought her anything good.

Clara's Nemesis

I know this blog is titled "The Daily Dolley", but today, I'm going to feature Clara (aka, Evil 1) because, while she's a little more Greta Garbo to Dolley's Kim Kardashian,  Clara does have adorable moments every day.

Here's one:

Clara is very suspicious of the humidifier in the bedroom.  I don't know what great insult a humidifier caused her in the past, but every year, she has a real issue with the humidifier.  (it's not just this one; it's every one we've ever had.)  I used to put a towel on the floor under the humidifier just in case it leaked a little, the towel could soak up some of the water.  Clara was NOT having ANY of the towel under the humidifier.  She would scratch at the towel trying to get it out from under the humidifier until she was either successful in freeing said towel or, more often and likely, tipped the humidifier over (almost always right after I re-filled it) thus causing water to spill out.  I should also note that she usually mounted this attack between the hours of 1 and 4am, probably after hours of staring and recon...

This year, we have a bigger humidifier that's more like a tower fan...  Clara is still not impressed.

As soon as we turn it on, she goes on high alert and will just stare at it...

"Oh, it's on!  No, really, it's turned on..."

from all angles...



Something wicked...



...this way blows

one time she actually swiped at it, but that's all the contact I've seen so far.

"Where did those bubbles come from?  And WHERE did they GO????"

I don't know what it is about the humidifier that bothers her.  Maybe it's the intermittent bubbles that come up from the base of the reservoir????

Who knows.  If I spent all my time trying to figure out what's going on in that tiny brain of theirs, I would probably still be living in my parent's basement.

*btw, I learned in writing and proofing this post that I have no idea how to spell "humidifier"