Today, I abducted some poor guy's cat. True story.

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Not to worry, he was returned about 5 minutes later.

I was walking home and I saw this cat crouched by the side of a car next to a big canyon. At first, I was thinking "Ooh! Kitty!" and then I thought, "Uh oh, bobcat? That's kind of a big animal." I crouched down, and he came up to be pet, I saw his tags on his collar. His name was Princeton. Naturally, I assumed he had escaped from a nearby house, and his owner must be worried. I figured it was my Good Samaritan duty to call the number and let him know I found his cat outside. [This is mostly because my cat just escaped from my parent's house and she has yet to come back or be returned :( hopefully it wasn't coyotes. but anyways, on with this story.] Had some trouble holding the heavy cat and trying to see the number on his tag since it was pretty dark outside, called the number twice, no answer. I decided to bring the cat back to my place since it was not much further, and I figured I'd keep him there until the owner called. I was almost back to my house when he called and said that he would come get his cat. I thought, "Awesome, I bet this guy is probably happy that I saved his cat from running away, yay me!"

Here's (roughly) how the conversation went:
Him: Oh hey, thanks for finding my cat. When did you find him?
Me: Maybe 10 or 15 minutes ago
Him: Oh, where was he?
Me: Just a little ways up the street from here
Him: Oh cool, yeah, he likes to roam around outside sometimes.
Him [to the cat]: Where were you? I was calling for you :]
Me: Oh sorry, he didn't really look like an outside cat, and I didn't want him to get eaten, soo.. [trail off because now I feel embarrassed]
Him: [in an attempt to make me feel better I assume] Lately, he's been going down into the canyon, and I don't like that, so... thanks!
Me: Ok.....bye!

And that's how I accidentally kidnapped somebody's cat.

Here's some pictures of some kitties to make this post happier.







Edit// To save myself from foot-in-mouth, I think every outdoor cat should wear one of these. Maybe not so snarky, but it's still the right sentiment.

Found via Passive-Agressive Notes

Breakfast of Champions

I just finished crocheting a doughnut (one of many WIP when it comes to my projects)! I'm pretty pleased with how cute it turned out, especially once I added the colored sprinkles. I'd have to say that I would not use an I hook to make this again. With a worsted weight 4 yarn, I feel like the stitches get too stretched out once it's stuffed. Best that I stick to my trusty G hook :]




And now to find a home (other than my kitchen) for this fellow.

A Question of Neuroticism

As my aunt chases people around the kitchen with a dust buster in one hand, [looks at me] "I'm NOT your most neurotic aunt."

Well, I'd have to say that's debatable. At least a tie for first.

Vintage bowl in action

This bowl is upside down because I just used it to make a dressing for the broccoli salad. My aunt acquired this lovely vintage bowl from her mother-in-law. I just love the simple design and the construction of the bowl. There's something dreamy about a mix of vintage and contemporary in the kitchen.

Painterly

Isn't this landscape super sweet? Apparently, some other ladies thought so too. From this angle, there were two ladies with their easels and canvases trying to capture this lovely scene. One with oils and the other with pastels. I wish I had gotten a picture of them and their artwork because beauty is truly in the eye of the beholder. Their pieces turned out very different from one another but both seemed to encompass the stillness and life here.

I believe this was a park in Los Gatos and this was on top of the mini-dam.

Mission Minis

Aren't these just the cutest little cupcakes? They may have gotten a little smushed on the way over from SF though. Yummy, bite-sized goodness. I think every meal should involve some teeny cupcakes.

"I was a good student"

Overheard today at work-

LC [re: the music on the radio]: They always play old songs! Like from when I was in high school! At the dances.
KN: Is that good? Did you like high school?
LC: I don't know, it was all right.
KN: Did you have a boyfriend?
LC: No, I was a good student.

Ergo,

Boyfriend = Bad student?