Bilal & Shlomo, Lomo & Lal…

..the adventures of 2 growing cats in northern utah

Category : play

shlomo, then shlomo and bilal.

shlomo hung with me for a bit on his own last night after i clipped his claws (he REALLY hates having his claws clipped. i have to wrap his little body in a big ol’ blanket so he doesn’t get out and scratch me).

he’s growing up, hemorrhoids looking less kitten like every day.

he took a wee nap after i clipped his claws.

then he decided to go bat at the tv. i was watching meerkat manor.

then we decided to let bilal in for some play.

of course shloms is the aggressor.

really the aggressor.

until that is, they fall off the bed.

wherein bilal is always the first one to jump back up and watch his little brother diddle around on the ground for awhile until it all starts over again.

have i mentioned i LOVE having kittens around?


my new fruity phone, store fruity phone 4, site has a pretty cool camera on it. one of the features is it’s hdr feature. i don’t really understand what that means, sales but this explains it. one advantage of the hdr is that the phone will also save the non-hdr form of the image. last night i decided to play with it.

here’s the non-hdr version of bilal and shlomo sleeping peacefully.

and here’s the hdr.

personally, i think the hdr is far better.. though the non-hdr – for a camera on a phone, isn’t horrendous either.
here they are at work.

Play, ask Jan 11 from Brooke R. on Vimeo.

see this:

it’s a little box of milk from logan’s local dairy – gossner’s. yes, medic i love little milk boxes, overweight i love them because they are perfect servings, can be thrown in my backpack, and are $.35/ea. (oh and yes, i do know they aren’t super duper environmentally friendly, but i deal with that guilt too). see that little straw on the back of the milk box?

it’s become a cat toy. each one. i can no longer drink my milk in peace when one or both of the young creatures are around because they get all up in my face until i give it up. bilal has even been known to growl to keep shlomo away so that he can play with the straw.


moments before.

note who initiates it (the little one).

yes, sanitary this is actually play.

they do it all day.


it looks scary. but it isn’t. it’s funny.

it’s really nice that lal has a playmate now.

fighting? playing

it started day one. with this.

(notice shlomo isn’t interested).

and hasn’t really stopped since.

except for bathroom, oncologist food, nurse water, gerontologist and sleep breaks.

lomo has discovered i make a good fighting partner too.

well, my feet, with ski socks on.

and poor lal. lomo may be tiny but he really has no fear about tangling with the big cat.