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My neck pain is back with a vengeance, but at least the cats like looking up to me:





Then again, it's a known fact that kitties don't have things like spines to worry about...

Because the Truffle seemed a bit concerned recently that I'm only featuring one of our two cats in FCB every week, here's both of them.



Datsa enjoys the view out of the window in the catbox/library/exercise bike room.



Amy enjoys the view out of the top of the computer room closet.

Sometimes if it gets a bit cold at night, when the heat shuts off I turn to a comforter rather than my usual Vellux blanket. Amy is grateful:



Warm kitty in close-up!



Oh, and say, did you know the internet is made of cats? It's true!



And you thought it was a series of tubes...

Datsa decided I'd had enough sleep by 6 AM, and he's since been pilled and fed and he's still prowling about. Can you spot the kitty amid the printer and scanner?





Sometimes I wish he were a bit more stealthy, at least in the audio department.

One of the tasks I'd set for myself this weekend was offloading all my cat pictures and other photos onto my laptop, since this fairly new Dell keeps crashing just about daily (it really doesn't seem to like Firefox!) and I don't want to suddenly be unable to reboot and find all my photos inaccessible. So here are the last of the 2009's:



Datsa looking for food, as usual.



Amy saying goodbye to the year (I've since changed over the Jewish calendar and put up a new secular one from these folks) sitting on a printer that, I swear, isn't even warm.



And I couldn't resist taking this one a few days ago. Some days Amy just doesn't want me to dress.

With plenty of snow still on the ground from last weekend's blizzard, it's a White Christmas here at the Riggs Residence, and the cats couldn't be happier:



Robin tells me he took this after a flock of birds had just taken off from the yard across from us, hence the intense interest on the part of Datsa and Amy.



The cats are now fed and sleeping, so I think I may go back to bed as well.

I really must do something about all my medical-related papers lying about:



I'll get right on that, just as soon as the holiday cards and my ironing are finished. Maybe by 2010.

Been away from keyboard pretty much all day, watching a few old Doctor Who DVDs (which, alas, were not as good in the rewatching as they were in my memory), despite Amy taunting me about all the ironing yet to be done:



Tomorrow for sure!

The landlord's adjusted the heat again and it's mostly comfortable in the apartment, but kitties still appreciate a good cuddling with the blankets:



Someday I'll get back to actually doing Friday Cat Blogging on a Friday again.

"'Scuse me, Mommy? Mommy? It was Friday the 13th and you didn't post a picture of your black cat!"



"Mommy? MOMMY?!"



Don't let him fool you, he was just angling for more cat treats.