A few days ago I was a very naughty girl. I was in the living room with mom and she saw the neighbor out walking their dog. They haven’t said hello in a while so she decided to go out front to chat. When she opened the front door, she was surprised by Jackie the neighbor cat sitting on the door mat. Mom bent down to keep her from getting in the house and in the blink of an eye she saw a kitty run across the porch towards the right of the house. Jackie gave chase.
She thought the streaking kitty belonged 2 houses up and just happened to be walking across our front walkway and was startled by the neighbor’s dog and the door opening. But something tickled her brain to wonder where I was. She closed the door and hollered to Dad to look for me, then went out front to double check that I hadn’t gotten out. She didn’t see any kitties, so she came back in to see if Dad had seen me.
Nope. And he was a bit confused about what was going on.
She went out front again, and there I was sitting on the big boulder in our front yard.
Mom gathered me up and brought me back in the house. She was utterly shocked that I ran out of the house. And not only that, Mom didn’t feel me brush past her at the door. Mom still can’t believe I was that fast and stealthy, not to mention brazen enough to dart out the front door.
She didn’t know I’ve been practicing my ninja house panther skills!
I didn’t get in trouble for my dangerous stunt, but Mom put my collar back on me. As luck would have it, after nearly 9 years of constant wear, Mom took my collar off last week because I was scratching at my neck. Mom says kitties who try to escape absolutely must wear a collar & ID tag.
In the end, all is well and both Mom and Dad are going to be more aware of where I am and cautious about making sure I don’t sneak out again.
I posted my adoption story two years ago, so I’m posting a shortened version here.
On December 5, 2008, Mom & Dad visited the local SPCA adoptable cats room looking for someone to add to their family.
I came down from my hiding spot on the tallest perch and tried to crawl into her purse that was sitting on the floor. My soon-to-be Mom started laughing because I was a lot bigger than her purse, but I was determined to get into it.
My soon-to-be Mom set me on her lap, where I quickly curled up, purred, buried my head, and settled in for a nap.
I could tell when they entered the kitty room that she and my new Dad would give me the quiet home that I needed. I chose them, but I never imagined getting such a wonderful home.
Mom still thanks me for choosing her. And Dad kind-of likes me too. 😉
After Thanksgiving, our tradition is to make enchiladas with the leftover turkey. Raven is not allowed on the counters while I’m cooking and usually stays out of the kitchen. But this year she was fascinated by all the chopping and decided to investigate. I told her she could watch as long as she stayed in her little pizza box at the end of the counter. She was a very good girl and stayed put, and after a few minutes she decided it wasn’t very interesting and wandered off.
We hope everyone who celebrated Thanksgiving had lots of good food and an enjoyable weekend.
This is Tracy. Mom’s coworker took her in after someone in their family found her running loose on a freeway. Tracy didn’t have a collar or microchip. She also needed a thorough bathing and flea medication.
She’s a friendly little mixed breed – maybe poodle-terrier. After a few weeks of good nutrition she started plumping up. Oh oh….yup…..
She was pregnant! She gave birth to 6 healthy, Huge puppies last week. Here’s a “selfie” of them when they were just 3 days old. I’m not sure where number 6 is….probably cozy under all those beefy siblings.
Mom and puppies are all doing well. Eventually, all will need to find homes because the resident dog is not thrilled to be sharing his home with the new Mama dog (and her puppies). Hopefully we can share a few more pictures as the puppies get bigger.
We’ve linked up to The Cat On My Head’s Sunday Selfie Blog Hop.
Last December I thought it would be fun to get Raven a doll bed that you often see people using as a cat bed. It’s so cute and it would be perfect to put over the heater vent so Raven could have a little bed and we could still get heat.
In typical cat fashion, she refused to have anything to do with it. I even made a little mattress out of memory foam so it would be comfortable. Nope. She refused to get on it. She actually acted afraid of it.
The little bed has been sitting in a corner of our living room for nearly 11 months and I’ve been tempted to ask the neighbors if their girls would like it as a bed for their dolls.
I’m glad I didn’t give it away because Raven finally decided it’s an acceptable spot to take a little snooze.
I purchased the Duktig doll bed from IKEA $15, easy assembly. If you search the web you’ll see people being very creative making double-wide beds, bunk beds, triple stacked beds for their cats. It’s very amusing and there are lots of cute cat photos!