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Cool Idea: Protect Plants from Pets…Beautifully…

4 Jun

I have two cats.  Two cats who LOVE to eat plants.  Unfortunately, they throw up EVERY SINGLE TIME they eat plants.  So it’s not a good situation for the cats, or for we humans who have to clean up the vomit.  I’ve tried everything to keep them out of the foliage – putting a little “fence” around the greens, using “Bitter Yuck” spray, spraying them with water when I see them at the plants…nothing has worked.  So the only solution has been to choose a room that is 100% off-limits to the cats, and put all of the greens inside, where I can admire them when I’m in that room.  Rather sad.

Then I came across something intriguing at an occasional sale last month.  I found a vintage sign holder that was beautifully weathered, with a gorgeously patina-ed base and a tag reading “plant holder”.  Aha!  Those clever occasional sale gals – of course, the perfect plant stand!  And when I realized that it could be, in fact, an anti-cat plant stand, I snapped it up.

The stand is ideal – it’s attractive, itself, and because it’s constructed of thin metal rods, it’s “barely there” visually.  I gave it to my mom for Mother’s Day and she has it in front of a window by the front door.  It’s so pretty – the light green of the fern’s leaves gently obscure the neighbor’s house across the street, but otherwise it’s minimalist (and chic!).

Amelia, defeated by the plant stand

Oh, and it should work for dogs or any other four-legged pets, too!

À demain,

k.

PS. I got my lovely stand at The Bee Cottage in Excelsior, MN.

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Flirtatious Friday

30 Mar

It’s the end of the week and I just couldn’t resist posting this photo of one of my cats.  Check out that come-hither look and alluring pose!  Many of us could take a lesson in seduction from her…

Amelia, showing her best come-hither look.

Happy Friday!

À lundi,

k.

Dressing for (Christmas) dinner

26 Dec

Since I’ve been living in Paris, my cats have been staying with my parents in Minnesota.  Naturally, when I come back to my parents’ house, I’m thrilled to see my sweet little felines.

This year, I decided it would be fun (for us humans, at least) to dress them up for Christmas.  Well, it was a disaster – Oscar was totally freaked out, hid, refused to eat, fought with Amelia, peed on one of my parents’ rugs…  Suffice it to say that I will not be dressing Oscar up again.  (Amelia I might.)

But feast your eyes, because they do look adorable (says their doting mother):

with Oscar, dressed as Santa (horrible quality photo, but Oscar kept running away)

Amelia, resplendent in her festive dress, complete with sequins and tulle

Dressing up the cats (and the ensuing chaos) was the most eventful part of my family’s Christmas.  Otherwise, we just relaxed, ate my dad’s killer Beef Wellington and opened our presents.

Merry Christmas!!  Joyeux Noël!!

k.