Friday, January 19, 2018

Freaky Friday

IZA:  TBT follows the idea of "One more litterbox than cats".    And he kept them spread out a bit.  But I developed a BAD HABIT.  When I was younger, I would pee in one and poop in another.  But sometime last year, I decided that pooping BETWEEN the boxes was the way to "go".    I'm not quite sure "why".  I'm going with the idea that the cold cement floor is better for poops especially when there is litter pawed out on it. 

Well, it is there on the floor fer a REASON, right?  But TBT dint agree.  So he moved them closer together so that there wasnt room for me to stand between them.

I can take a hint...  I tried going in front of them, but TBT has been spending a lot of time in the basement lately and he watched when I came down ta do my bizness. 

He actually PICKED ME UP when I set to poop in front of the boxes and set me in one.  Like I was a KITTEN!  OMC, I was acting like one...
I've been good since then.  And HE has been better about cleaning the boxes more than once per day. 

BTW, those jugs in the back are are filled with fresh litter.  He fills those from the huge tubs of it he brings home.  He says a little work at first makes filling the boxes later a lot easier later.

Thursday, January 18, 2018

Pantry Prowling

IZA:  When TBT isnt around, I like ta go sniffing around in the recycle bin.  Sometimes there are cans with a bit of lickable stuff in them.  But he has gotten really good at rinsing the cat food cans clean lately and I don't find any ta pull out and lick.

If you think that means Im hungry, you are right.  I've been on a mild diet for a couple years.  I was up to 11 pounds once and loved it but I'm at 10 now.  I'm not thrilled about it.  He got me down to 9.5 pounds, but relented.  He weighs me evry few days ta make sure I dont got lower than 10.

If I get below 10 in the morning before 1st breakfast, he says "OK, we better plump you up a bit today.  More exciting werds I never heard!

I dont get to choose how much to eat.  And I HAVE been more active lately with the less weight on me.  But I still would like to eat more, so I look around for foods...

He caught me checking out the pantry.  Thats not where OUR food is kept (that is in a hallway closet where the door is allus kept closed).  But I keep smelling stuff in the kitchen pantry.  So I look...
Whats THIS stuff?  Nuts, dried beans, cooking oil.  He EATS that stuff?  Why?  Theres no meat in it...
Uh Oh, BUSTED!  He caught me.  I was so curious about what was in there, I dint realize he was right behind me.  
I should know that if a door is open, there isnt annything I would want inside...

Wednesday, January 17, 2018

Womancat Wensday

IZA:  I am SO happy ta see a sunpuddle again after weeks many days of cloudy cold!
I rolled and rolled loving it!
And I was inspired ta write a rhyme (by Erato, the "mews" of love poetry, of course)...


Oh puddle sunny,
Here I laze
And melt like honey
In your warm rays.

My feet are firmly
Pressed to the door
To hold my tumly
Your heat, adore.

And then I roll
To spread it round
And such to loll
And warmth abound!

Tuesday, January 16, 2018

Our Gotcha Day!

AYLA:  Its My and Iza's Gotcha Day!  My 10th and her 9th...

So lets PAWTY!

Please enjoy our trees while you are here.
There are scratchers...
Ladders ta climb...
Boxes fer various sized kitties...
Bags for all...
A large assortment of toys that TBT will toss around (or ya can just grab one ya like and bat it around)...
Wand toys...
Foods like ham
And Shrimps...
 And Fancy Drinks!
And TBT is hiding kibbles all over the place fer us ta find!

Monday, January 15, 2018

Bad Baggy Spot

IZA:  I found a good place ta hide!  But, as ya can see, I have an ear out (literally) for anykitty sneaking up on me.
It is good ta keep an eye out too.
But TBT says a plastic bag isnt really a good place ta hide in.  I dint wanna leave, so he snapped the back of the bag. 
I was outta there so fast I dint even touch the tabletop!

Sunday, January 14, 2018

Easy Like Sunday

TBT here:  I have 4-shelf plant rack against the south-facing deck door at the side that doesn't move.  When I'm not using it for plants, I put folded towels on the lower shelves just for the Mews to enjoy the sun in greater comfort.  Usually, it is just Iza on the 2nd shelf, but Marley joined on the bottom one recently.
Yesserday, you saw the Synchronized napping.  But mostly, they are just bunk beds.  Many of you made that observation yesterday (pat yourselves on the heads, kitties).
Still, you can notice that Marley is slowly moving into synchronicity with Iza above even though he can't actually see her!  Maybe it is "animal magnetism".  Heads and Tails slowly get pulled into alignment, LOL!

And, yes, the plant rack has wheels, but there really isn't any place to move it.

Saturday, January 13, 2018

Thursday, January 11, 2018

Garden Tour Thursday

AYLA:  Iza usually does the garden stuff, but it is inside for now and I do those mostly.
We dont have much yet, but I said we should show the Petunia that showed up all unexpected from some soil TBT re-used to plant some Waxy Hoya root cuttings in.  We havent had Petunias here for several years, so it was a real surprize!  

But isnt it PRETTY?
And, since it has been so cold around much of the US lately but reaching 50F today here, I thought it might be nice to invite cold kitties (and warm ones are welcome too) to enjoy the dry and warm deck for some canned duck pate.  And TBT mashed up a sardine with dried NIP from our own plants he saved last Fall.  He even scooped up some of the fresh snow from last week and kept it in the freezer for today.  Water doesnt come cleaner than THAT!

For more entertainment, the birdie feeders are all full (and there is even fresh suet in the holder) so we should see all KINDS of Winter birdies...

Thanks for coming to our 1st Garden Tour Thursday of the year!

Wednesday, January 10, 2018

In Memorium

LC left for The Rainbow Bridge 8 years ago today.  I suppose there will come a year when I forget to remember that.  But this isn't the year, yet.

I got LC in 1993.  She wasn't MY cat; she was Skeeter's cat.  Due to work and commuting, I was  gone from 5am to 6pm (and asleep from 10pm to 5am).  And asleep from 10pm to 5am, so basically (from Skeeter's point of view) I was non-existent from 10pm to 6pm every day, leaving him to the untender unmercy of "Mean Old Tinkerbelle" whose only desire was to be an "only cat".

Skeeter was SO needy of attention and companionship that I got him "his own cat" - LC.  I deliberately focused her attention to Skeeter.  I've often wondered if that was the best solution, but it seemed right at the time, and Skeeter and LC became inseparable.  He protected her against Tinkerbelle, and she adored him in return.

Tinkerbelle left the yard at age 15 and never returned.  I personally think she went off to die on her own, but I hope she just found a new home without other cats for the final couple years of her life.  She seemed healthy as a horse at the time.

Skeeter and LC became the basis of my cat life for years after that.  What little time I had at home included wand toys and tossed toys, and at night (unlike Tinkerbelle) they spent time under the covers with me at night, so we had "close-time".

When Skeeter finally had to leave for The Bridge in December 2008, LC had a hard time adjusting.  Ayla was there, and they got along OK, but LC missed Skeeter so very much.  She had never been a lap cat (being accustomed to snuggling with Skeeter), but one evening she hopped up on my lap while I was watching TV. 

I was very surprised (and pleased).  I think she was surprised by my attention too.  She did that often afterwards.  I didn't mind being "the replacement".  We had 13 months of good companionship together, and she got along with Ayla with some snuggling too.

LC went over The Bridge rather suddenly.  One night, she was fine.  I heard a slight noise in the basement late that night but thought little of it.  The next morning, when she didn't show up for breakfast, I searched the house.  I finally found her, unmoving and still, pushed in to some stuff in the basement.  I could detect no heartbeat or breathing. 

I went upstairs and cried, but knowing she was over 16 and she had to leave eventually.  Later, I went down to collect her body.  She was still warm!  I rushed her to the vet.  They tried fluids and medications. 

The vet called a few hours later.  LC had roused, but died soon after.  I felt sick.  I was there at the end for Skeeter, but not for LC.  She died not being held, not being told what a Good Cat she had been, in a cage in a strange place.

At least she was with her beloved Skeeter again, over The Bridge.

You were a Good Cat, LC...

In Memorium

Tuesday, January 09, 2018

Goodbye Snow

The bitter cold has ended and the few inches of snow are about gone, so we are thrilled that we can go out again like usual.  But before we do, we have pictures of it from a few days ago ta show...

And, as far as we are concerned, both the super cold and the snow are welcome to NOT COME BACK!

Monday, January 08, 2018

Mancat Monday

MARLEY:  Before TBT took down our tree, I had him take a picture of me sitting nicely next ta it like the Sisfurs did.  So now he has all of us.
It didnt help me be nice ta the tree just then with the Sisfurs down on the floor chanting "Knock It Down, Knock It Down" the whole time.

But I resisted...

Sunday, January 07, 2018

Easy Like Sunday

IZA:  Hey, did that shirt just move?  Shirts dont move, do they?
Wait a minnit!  I spy...
 With my catly eye...
The elusive 'Burrowing Marley'!
"Should I pounce?" I hear you ask.  Oh, what kind of question is THAT?  Im his loving SISFUR...

Of COURSE I'll pounce!