Project 52: Week 31 (Am I almost caught up?)

Don't judge!  There are so many things I want to blog about but I keep doing picture posts instead.  I want to keep this up the whole year even if I blog about nothing else.  At least I can go back and see what we did.  Probably better this way- I doubt if I'd ever have time to blog this summer.  Here goes....

Week 31 (July 28- Aug 3)- 4 days of pictures

Loungin' with Ace cat

Mommy, what just fell on my head?
 

Breakfast Birthday party

Bucket Head

Pretty Parrot



At the zoo

Holy cow!

A Quick Story...

Because Tuesday's post was so long and because this story is pretty awesome, it gets a post all to itself. 

In preparation for the chance of losing power for multiple days, we filled up our bathtub with water.  This, 32 years later, I have just learned you are supposed to do if you are without power for an extended period of time.  Anyway....luckily it was the one in our Master bath...  If you are a long time reader of mine, you may have read this post, which is actually one of my very favorites, written over 2 years ago. 

Last night as we were heading to bed and Luke was rocking Ezra to sleep, we heard a splash, as if something had fallen into our bathtub.  We both looked at each other, puzzled, until we heard another few splashes and all of a sudden, I realized and shouted, 'Oh my God, Ace!'.  We both leapt up as quickly as we could as a soaked cat came galloping through the door leaving puddles everywhere.  Ace had either, a) fallen in the tub, as only a kitten should or b) and even a funnier scenario, jumped in the tub just as happy as could be not realizing we had filled it up because there's no reason it would be filled up with noone in it.  Whatever the reason, it was pretty damn funny.  Poor Ace is always the brunt of our jokes, but he is just SO dumb for a cat.  C'mon, cats are supposed to be smart and coordinated.  Ours is not.  Please read other post if you have not already and have a good Thursday.  Thankfully it was the bathtub in our room and it was not in the middle of the night.  Poor thing could've drowned.

The Boogeyman

I'm sitting here at 720pm listening to my poor baby cry himself to sleep, as he's done every night for about a week now.  He's starting to get scared of things and everything in his room freaks him out.  For a few nights he cried about the 'cat' that was looking at him and it took us forever to realize that his lion towel was hanging on the back of the door and he wanted us to put it away.  Then there was the 'cat in the closet'.  Ace and Jasper, our 2 real cats, used to hang out in his closet and occasionally one would get shut in there at night.  So it appears he remembered that as well.  Then it was all the animals that sit on his shelves and in the rocking chair that we had to take down and put away. This has always been the case at Nana's house, but she has so many that are new to him it was understandable.  These animals have been in his room his whole life.  Tonight when I went to check on him, he turned himself around the opposite way in his crib so he couldn't see 'the cat', although it's not there anymore.  He also wanted me to leave the door open- a new request.

It's just funny to me that there comes a time that a child is scared of everyday things for no reason.  I wonder if it's the same time they start to get a vivid imagination, are reading more books and learning about new things and therefore their little brains are trying to keep up.  Thankfully he's not scared of the dark yet (although he does have a night light) and hopefully it's just a phase.  It's sad to know he's scared, but I'm not sure there's but so much I can do. Especially when he just wants me to keep coming back and it seems to be a way to prolong bed time.  Any suggestions?

Ace: the stupid child

This is Ace.

Ace is stupid. Himalayans are supposed to be smart, but he is not. Not survival smart anyway, like a cat should be.

Exhibit A: Cats are quick. Cats move out of the way of large objects (such as couches) or can 'feel' danger. When we moved in, my husband and his friend were moving our couch from the bottom floor to our main level. This was a few weeks after we actually moved so the cats weren't locked up. Why would they need to be? It was only one piece being moved. Luke and Jeff actually lowered the couch on top of Ace. Ace is a cat, Ace should've moved. Our other cat, Jasper (and most cats) would NEVER have come close to getting a couch lowered on them. Ace let out a pitiful cry and if it hadn't been for the mesh layer under the couch he probably would've been Chinese food. I was terrified he was going to be unrecognizable, but they lifted the couch and out he ran. Yes, a couch was put on top of our cat and he didn't move.

Ace is stupid.

Exhibit B: We have a 'loft' so to speak from our 2nd floor to the ground level. We hadn't been in this house a week before Ace fell off. Not gracefully like a cat should, but flat on his back from 12 feet or so. About 2 weeks later, we woke up one morning to find a very disgruntled cat. We couldn't figure out why he was so angry- until we went downstairs. The 'chandelier' light fixture over our 'loft' was bent, blood was on the floor, one of Ace's toenails and one of his teeth were found. Yes, our cat has one less 'canine' feline tooth. We could only guess that he had fallen again, or worse, tried to jump to the kitchen over the stairwell.

 Ace is stupid.

Exhibit C: Because of Gage's mobility, we recently put up a baby gate at the top of our stairs to our basement. The cats' litter box is in the basement but the gate is only closed when Gage is up and about. If it is closed, we are right here to open it if the cats need to go down. Jasper just meows, we open it, he does his business and comes back. Ace usually just sits in front of it and I figure that means he needs to go down as well. Today I suppose he was tired of waiting and didn't bother to speak up meow. This is what I found (3 times today). The picture is unclear because it was taken with my cell phone the 3rd time Ace got stuck.

I wouldn't even help him this time because I had to get a picture and he was stupid enough to do it again...and again. You can't see the hole in which he is trying to get through but for this post's sake I measured it. It is 4.5" by 5". I am not sure how he even got is head and most of his body through.

Ace is stupid.

This is my Jasper cat. He is smart!

*In Ace's defense, he can do tricks, such as 'sit', 'shake', 'down', and 'roll over'.  However, he is no Jinxy cat.