I see Oberon and Garion know their Pratchett. :D

STEED has been here almost on a daily basis for a good while now but can't say that of Penelope Grey for example, he's not been around since August 09.

Welcome back, Frau! You've been missed...

Now a couple of questions:

Pot rack? Is that legal where you live or are you adopting a counterculture lifestyle a' la the 60s?

Stud finder? Are there no single bars in you area?

Enquiring minds want to know,,, :hmm2:


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Welcome back Frau K. Good to hear from you.:salute:

Also, how are the cats? Are they full-grown house wreckers by now?

Welcome back Frau.

Remember who?

Oh, the old* lady with the cats. Thank goodness you're back, Steve's been spending extra at Amazon to cover your absence.

Welcome back Frau, we missed you. :yeah:

*not too much older than me but enough for me to be a cheeky young whippersnapper!

@Vienna: lol, the only ones getting high around here are the cats, on catnip. And I'm sure there are singles bars, but I wouldn't go to one. I have a job, a home, and two feline dependents. The last thing I need is another something/someone to do for and worry about.

The kitties are doing fine, we celebrated their first birthday on July 4th and they have their yearly vet checkup for shots and stuff next week. They are as big as they are going to get, I hope, and seem healthy and happy. They still come running to meet me every day when I come home and spend most of their time hanging out wherever I am, or where they can keep tabs on me from a comfy napping spot.

Catnip is almost as much fun for a cat's human as it is for the cat. A friend of mine had a cat named "Meow" (my friend is smart but not very imaginative) and every Xmas, I would buy my friend a gift and include a little something for Meow. One year, I gave a box of catnip to my friend for her cat. My friend wasn't quite familiar with catnip, so I told her to just take a bit of the 'nip, put it in an old sock and tie off the end to make a little 'nip ball. She was amazed and amused to watch her normally serene cat go a bit wild over the 'nip. Some days later after Xmas, my friend arrived home to find Meow had found the 'nip box and knocked it off the shelf. There was Meow, on the floor, rolling around on the floor in the pile of 'nip, in state of sheer bliss...


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Welcome back Frau. You haven't missed much here same ol' polarizing subjects. Islam, not islam, londonstan, democrats, neener, neener, republicans, troll, islam, dems, gop, ukraine, more about islam. Oberon trying hard to bring calm and reason.

Btw, the studfinder could have detected a big rat taking a nap. But if you found one joist you could measure from that and find the next one over. Spacing between floor joists are standard could be 12 or 24 inches between them, sometimes 14.5 inches. All depends upon building codes for your area. My house built in 1894 has 24-ish inchs of space between rafters and 12-ish inches for floors.

Picture time! Here's the pot rack:

http://www.subsim.com/radioroom/pict...pictureid=7749

What you see hanging from the ceiling is the entirety of my successfully completed projects from the past few months. :haha:

Other than hanging a couple little decorative things on a small bit of wall, and all the rearranging I've done in the cupboards since I got the pot rack up and had extra cabinet space to play with, that's about all I've accomplished.

Of course I *did* manage to raise two happy, healthy, very sweet kitties.

http://www.subsim.com/radioroom/pict...pictureid=7751

http://www.subsim.com/radioroom/pict...pictureid=7750

Good to see that you've trained them with small enclosed spaces already. Box, laundry basket (those are the most fun because they can put their fur all over the humans clothing), I'm surprised that you haven't had one of them in the bread bin already. :hmmm: :haha:

Suprisingly enough neither one of them seems all that interested in boxes, if there's a new empty one they might jump in to check it out but they don't "hang out" or hide in them. At least not when I'm home, what they get up to when I'm gone is anybody's guess. When I'm home they usually hang out near where I am, of course if I'm working on something that just came out of a box they're more interested in anything small enough to bat across the floor and under the fridge. When they wander off to take a nap they usually do that in one of their beds or at the top of the stairs. Sam in particular likes to nap on my bed, sometimes he crawls up under the covers and sleeps there for hours.

I'm sure they'd be in the bread bin if they could get it open long enough, altho they're usually pretty good about staying off the counters (when I'm looking). Reorganizing the kitchen cupboards was fun though. There's not a thing in any of the base cabinets I won't have to wash before I use it again because it's had little cat paws and noses on it.

I finally had to give up and move everything off the top shelf of my desk, as you can see from that one picture they've taken that over entirely. When they were little I still had my wireless router and modem parked up there but eventually they got so big they'd just knock them right to (or over) the edge when they stretched out. It's still better than when Sam sets up shop on the corner of my desk just to the left of my keyboard and then gradually works as much of his body as possible over top of my left arm and hand. He doesn't usually like to sit in my lap, but he loves to lay with his front paws, legs, shoulders, head, or entire front half of his body sprawled over my arm whenever possible. Makes playing Skyrim a whole new experience when you can't control your character reliably because there's a big chunk of cat draped over your WASD hand. If he rolls the wrong way *he* ends up controlling my character. I've lost a couple fights because Sam decided I should zig when I wanted to zag. :haha:

Welcome back from your leave Frau. You were definitely missed. :salute:

Sam and Carrot had their yearly vet check-up after I got off work this evening, which will now be referred to forever as the Night of a Thousand Yowls. :haha:

Boy, I remember when they were little and rode in one carrier and would just curl up in there and be perfectly content to go anywhere. Now, not so much. They're too big for the one carrier so now have separate ones, and they don't like being carried around in them AT ALL and start howling like they're going to die as soon as I get them in there. Carrot burrows under the carrier mat and eventually shuts up, but Sam... Sam yowled all the way there and back. :dead:

That said, they both behaved magnificently once we got there and I've been told they look fantastic so I should just keep doing whatever I'm doing and barring sickness or injury they're good for another year. Carrot now weighs 13 lbs and Sam has topped out at 15.5 lbs. He's a baby, but he's a big one. :O:

Welcome home Frau.

Your cats are great! The dried laundry basket is tops on no account. :sunny:

Glad to have you back. So you money pi....house is doing good.:up: We've replaced the roof and furnace in ours, now totally in debt.:dead:

Is Carrot a Giant muscular Dwarf Cat with a Birthmark? :shucks:

I'll get my coat :smug:

Cheers

Gary

Nope, but you've sorted out who he's named for. :yeah:

The kitties' full names are Captain Carrot Ironfoundersson and His Grace, His Excellency, Commander Sir Samuel Vimes, Duke of Ankh, Master of the Summoning Dark and Blackboard Monitor.

More commonly known as Carrot Cake and Sam I Am.

Even more commonly known as Stop It Sam and Carrot Get Down From There. :O: