I've been enjoying showing some of the wild creatures around my neck of the woods to my blog readers on my Wildlife Weekends, but this weekend I thought I'd feature two of the not-quite-wild creatures that stare at me all day long.
Meet the Meezers - Darwin and Damian.
For those of you not "in the know" a Meezer is a nickname for a Siamese Cat. So it should be obvious to you that a Geezer Meezer is an old Siamese Cat. Obvious, right?
Mine aren't geezers yet and in fact they both turned 8 years old in May. They're from different litters, but we call them brothers since we've had them both since they were kittens.
Darwin is a Blue-Point Siamese. He's only 5 lbs and always smells like fresh laundry for some unknown reason. He loves to sit on my left shoulder while I'm typing on the laptop, which is where he's perched right now. This is why all of my shirts have attractive little holes in them on the left side. When he sleeps, he curls up like a little mouse and often holds onto his tail with his front paws.
Here is Damian. He's a Seal-Point Siamese and is much chunkier than his brother. He's a good 11 lbs, but is a lot slower than Darwin. He has one snaggletooth due to an accident last year - prior to the accident he had two snaggleteeth. He's a bit cross-eyed and likes belly rubs. You might remember Damian as the tulle-eating subject of the LAPCPADPOUB Day poem that won me a copy of James Alexander-Sinclair's fun little flower book.
They're both inside cats, but like to spend time on the screened-in patio watching me in the garden. They don't think twice about nibbling on anything from the garden I bring on the patio and inadvertently leave alone for 30 seconds.
So there you have it. A not-quite-wild Wildlife Weekend and a look at the Gardening Without Skills cats.