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JP, my Himalayan rescue, can’t meow. He tries but you only hear the failed pushing of air when close enough to him. He does, however, possess a fantastic squeak. He used to only do it when I come home, but now he regularly squeaks when it’s time for brushing or the litter box is getting cleaned. I’ve seen him squeak at bugs he can’t reach as well as things in the yard through the window. He now takes to squeak singing at night, chiming in to Fiona’s already melodramatic night cries. Still working on getting a recording of that.

The shelter had a kitty named Lil that looked this this kitty. She hated EVERYONE who cleaned her cage yet somehow passed the safer test. I ended up running into her new owners months after she was adopted, and she looooves men and hates all women. All the employees who worked with her were female as well as the volunteers. MYSTERY SOLVED.

At the shelter I used to work at, they did “safer” tests, testing dogs and cats on their ability to interact with other people, live in a shelter environment, and (for dogs) interact with other dogs in a friendly manner. For dogs they were nervous about, they used a stuffed animal that was the size of a lab and looked like a “pointer,” similar to this toy. The dog stands in a dominant posture with a straight back and its head erect.

My corgi is in an alert position, but I don’t think he’s very domineering with his short stature. Fiona thinks otherwise, and JP doesn’t know what to think of him at all. Yaayyy puppies as presents!

I moved.

My studio is now within the Independent Media Center of Urbana, or IMC as the l33t say. I was hesitant to go there (hippies! a-eee!) but the monthly rent of the new place equals the amount of money I spent on gas to get to the free old one. Also, I can get to this place by bicycle, bus, or skate, all money savers. Also, this place has loads of security and a controlled climate. Also, this place is near food establishments for when I forget to pack a lunch. Also, the people I interacted with that are in charge and not overbearing socially-inept hippies and are in fact nice, friendly people grounded in reality. The vibes of a new place are overwhelmingly positive, and these feelings of renewal shall by exploited to the fullest extent of my ability. I’ve missed the chill calm that is Urbana.

I have completed one and half commissions as of this posting, and it feels pretty good. It’s like getting my school work put on the fridge. Hauling my butt to studio will be way easier now that it’s closer. My work was up at Evolve Fitness Center in downtown Champaign from the beginning of June until last week. My latest spot will be a bistro in Urbana. I’ll link it when I’m officially on the walls there.

No sales on my Etsy as of yet. I put up a large print of my favorite recent painting. Here, let me link to it for funsies. Continuing my focus on people, I’ll probably not deviate from the theme unless a commission calls for it. I like doing different type things. Focusing on one type makes the others more exciting when they occur.

I additionally acquired a new living space, one the cats were not too happy about the first day, as displayed by their pouty faces and general spastic demeanor, running through all the rooms, climbing over everything possible, and landing in the safest place they could find. Together.

This move is probably their best bonding moment. Fiona the lioness has cooled her jets since being here, being more playful towards JP with her jabbing, batting and nipping to soft bapping and virtually no nipping unless she feels the fuzz is being a twat. JP is standing up for himself in this new unclaimed world, and they are, for the most part, now at peace with each other in a large space big enough for two cat egos.

Since that first night, JP has gone back to his station in the tv stand and has held it strongly as one of his daily posts, watching all in his shared kingdom.

BONUS: Nessa! I watched her this weekend for a friend, and this cat is abso-fucking-lutely adorable even if her favorite toy is a crumbled up ball of paper.

A cat tries to revive its friend after it got smushed by a car. NSFE (not safe for emotions)

Cat tries to revive friend killed by car tywkiwdbi

HEY THAT WAS MY REACTION, TOO!

dailyhuff: My cat does this sometimes too and it’s never not… all creatures [great and small]

thanks, giselle, for sending this to meeee.

Puppies and Flowers — Surprised Kitty puppies and flowers

diaaaa:lickystickypickyme: I died when I saw this cat. I still… all creatures