November 21st, 2025

I'm sure by now you probably recognize the kittyboys,  Wyatt and Brysco.  How about I finish out the week with a little kittyboy update!

Our house panthers are now 2 and a half years old and we've had them for a wee bit more than two years.  They are sweet and silly and goofy and adorable, as all kitties are.  The still run to the door to greet us when we return from an errand as if we've been gone for weeks.  They request pets throughout the day and the only thing they love more than playtime and dinner time is cuddle time.

You might think that by now, patterns and rhythms would be pretty firmly in place and that there would be nothing really new to say about them, right?    A fair assumption in most cases, but these two goobers are always finding new ways to entertain us.

For example, sweet baby Brysco who falls asleep in his favourite cave with his head resting on his little toy stuffed cat:

that same Brysco cat has a new favourite game that he loves to play with Tim specifically (because it seems that only Tim can play it correctly.  I attempt and I get that look that says, nice try but no thanks).  The game is one I refer to "chase". It involves Brysco approaching Tim with a couple of sideways hops.  Tim responds by putting his hands up into little capture-type claws and chases Brysco around the house.  The first part of the game ends with Brysco receiving a nose boop.   Then comes the twist.  Now Brysco wants Tim to run so Brysco can chase him!  So Tim complies in reverse and if you didn't know better, it might look funny to see a grown man racing through the house with a small black cat in hot pursuit.  Hilarious.  I just stay out of the way.

Wyatt is definitely a hunter and loves any game that involve capturing and "killing" something.  Sometimes the thing being captured are these plastic spinney things that get "shot" out of an equally plastic gun.  Wyatt NEVER misses.  He will chase them and bite them and if necessary, leaping into the air to smack the spinney into submission.    I can really visualize his ancient ancestors at times as he hunts and captures his plastic prey.

A brand new obsession of Wyatt's lately is water.  He has always been interested in water actually, I keep half expecting him to jump into the shower with one of us at some point.  But this new fascination of his is specific to the sink in the guest bathroom.  He will linger at the doorway of the guest bedroom for hours, waiting for one of us to wander by. Then, if you make eye contact with him, he will lead you (seriously), checking over his shoulder as he leads to make certain you are following, through the guestroom to the guest bath and then jump up on the sink.  If you don't understand what he wants, he will tap at he faucet .  He wants us to turn on the water, even just a tiny bit so he can bat at it, bite at it, or stick his head underneath and get soaked.  He will do this a thousand times a day!

Needless to say I am forever cleaning black cat fur out of the sink.  The only times Wyatt isn't begging for us to turn the water on is if Brysco is already sleeping there. Also not kidding

Bysco does not share Wyatt's tolerance for being wet.  Occasionally Brysco will come into our bathroom while I'm having a nice soak in the tub.  He stands up as tall as possible and peers over the edge of the tub, sees the water and gently taps at my arm as if to say, "Not sure you are aware or not mom but that's stuff is wet!".  When I reassure him that I'm okay, he kind of shrugs and walks away like, "Well I warned her" and is no longer interested or responsible.

Brysco has a lot of favourite napping places, two of them in Tim's office.    I think his favourite spot really is Tim's desk chair.  Sometimes when Tim is heading into his office for the morning, Brysco will race ahead of him and jump into the chair, perhaps thinking it's a dibs situation.  It's not.  Thwarted, he will jump up on the desk and wander around the monitors, sometimes carefully stepping around things, other times, not quite as careful.  Eventually he might settle in either the  hammock in the office window where he can spy on the neighbors or in the nice soft kitty bed atop the file cabinet.   Both are easy distances to pets from daddy throughout the day.

I created a ballpit for them as a new toy.  Well it's the same toys just put together in a different way..  They have this giant cube toy already that they love so I dug out all of the various balls from their toy basket and put them all inside the cube.  Oh my goodness, that has been a huge success. Sometimes while playing in it they manage to turn the cube over and over!  They get rowdy sometimes.

One thing Tim and I have both noticed is that when Tim and I are together  in a room, any room, suddenly there are two humans AND two felines in that room.    Example, yesterday while Tim was in his office, he called me in for just a moment to ask me something.   It was a brief conversation but by the time we were done, there are four of us in there. I guess it's not a family meeting unless the whole family is there?  It's adorable.

Over the coming weekend we plan to put up our Christmas tree, that ought to provide the usual amount of kitty entertainment that we have come to expect.  I will be honest and say that for just one brief moment I considered not putting up a tree at all but just throwing some ornaments on the floor for them to play with since that's where the ornaments often end up anyway.  But decided against it.  It'll be so much more fun (for them at least) to undecorate that tree all on their own.

I know, I know, we spoil them terribly but here's our thought. We have them for such a brief time, and as rescue kitties too, we always feel as if we are making up a bit for their rough start in life.   They know they are safe and loved and honestly, we know they love us too :)

It's all good

​Have a great weekend. Hugs all 'round