Uh... yah... I'm studying...

WOOHOO!! On Thursday April 26th, 2007 at 6am a baby boykin boy was born and this is my new puppy!!!! It has occluded my mind of all other thoughts and was the best possible study distractor of all time! It is 5 days later and it still occupies 97% of my free will thoughts (those spent NOT frantically cramming for finals).

Puppy?? Where??

Calvin is practicing hiding out from the puppy. I have told them that they are getting one and they have no idea what I'm saying... They will learn soon. They will have the first part of the summer to get used to living with dogs again, and then when the baby comes they can adjust to it. The real surprise will be when we move and it comes too! Ha!!
This is the first puppy toy I have bought! It will not last 10 seconds with any boykin, neonate or not. But still. I thought it was cute.
This is by no means whatsoever the boy's first toys!! His auntie has made sure he has a literal basket full of puppy goodies! Aunties rock!
In other animal news I have become addicted to icanhascheezburger.com and decided to make one of my own. I submitted it to them but in case they never post it here it goes:
I totally think it is cute enough for the site... but I'm supposed to!

I have finished Anatomy, Pathology, Epidemiology, and Physiology... Only have Agents of Infectious Disease and Neuroscience left. I can fail them both to a moderate degree and still be a 2nd year next fall... woot. Still no excuse for it being 10pm and I have BARELY started studying our ass tons of lectures. Badness.

STOP THIEF!!!

As you can see this is Calvin's Panda Momma. He has had her ever since Bill won her at a silent auction when he was a tiny kitten. Before Panda Momma came along he would sleep on my head and do biscuits on my scalp to fall asleep. Panda Momma was our solution: she would be placed next to my pillow and he could stomp all over her and purr and make biscuits while merely staring at me. A much happier situation for all. Three years and every night he falls asleep on top of Panda Momma. Until this happened:

John has decided he too likes Panda Momma: and insists on doing VERY stompy four footed biscuits on her... Calvin merely watches in horror... The only winner here is John, while he is having the time of his life stomping away on his brother's favorite item - Panda Momma is not looking so hot with all the added attention and Calvin is having trouble sleeping (seeing as his THREE year long habit has been stolen).

You can see how she is quite dirty and stomped flat in the middle... poor poor Panda Momma...
When I went to take the pictures of her I found something quite terrifying:

=O! The phenomenon is spreading rapidly!! Who will be next???

Four Footed Biscuits

Blerg... that is my theme for finals week. This is always the most stressful time for everything. You think school could just get stressful by itself but everything else seems to want to cave in with it. It's like a black hole sucking everything down with it. Ah, so very bleak!
On a happy note John has decided he is broken and has been doing four footed biscuits! It is the strangest thing I've ever seen. He looks hurt and then you realize he is purring and has just hunched up and started stomping all four feet. Weird little cat. I've been trying to get a video of it - I briefly accomplished this on my phone this past weekend - I even got him stomping backwards off the bed - an absolute priceless moment that my phone did not deem worthy to save. =|. So I try again.
Calvin is good he's decided I do not deserve to sleep though - I wish I could change his opinion on this. When I was little I used to think about what I would say to my beloved friends if I could talk to them (like on midnight Christmas Eve) and I would always try to word exactly how much I loved them and to tell them that they were "good dogs". Now Calvin has changed that for me. I would start by asking (1) why exactly he stares at me through the mirror and paws his feet on the glass of the mirror while still staring at me through it at 5am, (2) what exactly does he mean by sending muffled yowls through play mouse grasping jaws at the top of his lungs until 3am, and (3) what is up with the growling every time he thinks he may possibly be held. IF at the end of the conversation these inquiries were satisfied I might have time left to tell him that he's my fuzzy bunny and has proved to me exactly how much I can love a single animal. Although I doubt we'd get to that. I'd probably cut to the chase with John - he's the only cat acting cat I have. Hobbes I'd just want to know how exactly you get brought back into the world as the fattest happiest cat ever and all you do is purr all day. I wonder how many "hail Mary's" I'd need to do to get half way to point of good graces.
Thank goodness for my kitties - little fur bridges to keep me from falling into the bleak black hole of finals. =).

Pictures!

Bill and I left for the store and upon returning found Calvin sitting in the window sill with this toy in his mouth. He looked very perturbed to be caught with a toy in his mouth that we didn't even know he played with. He managed to run downstairs and hide it then sit in the den looking casual as we made it from the car to inside the house. I finally found the toy in the kitchen and brought it up to him in the back window. He did not make a happy face at me.

This is my little Google Fox - he reminds me of the time I took my French horn down by a small pond to practice - all the little ducks came out of the water and sat down in front of me and fell asleep. If I stopped playing then they all woke up and started fussing! Cuties! It was nice to have some positive feedback from birdies.

I want to post really I do!

Hello! I'm going to give another stab at posting...
School is almost over! Three more weeks - this is the most terrifying thought ever. FINALS! Eep! Today I got screwed out of a chance for a good desk next year, class elections turned into a popularity contest and then I found out that Calvin was twitchy but it was okay! Now I'm totally tired and watching House on TV wooo!
Kitties are good! John has been sleeping between Bill's feet at night and doesn't want to wake up at all in the morning - it's very sweet. Hobbes is good - he's been sleeping in the guest bedroom and want nothing but pats form Bill all day. Calvin has been Bill friendly today -very cute!