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Tuesday, July 31, 2007

Our Peculiar Aristocratic Titles - part one

My Peculiar Aristocratic Title is:
Empress Clarissa the Disheveled of Bow under Bumpstead
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My Peculiar Aristocratic Title is:
Bishop Lord Sable the Superficial of Throcking by Hampton
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My Peculiar Aristocratic Title is:
Reverend Lady Jazzpurr the Superficial of Melbury Bubblewick
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Monday, July 30, 2007

Meezer Monday



Memphis always looks so regal to me. He is such a joy and really quite quiet for being a Meezer!

Monday, July 16, 2007

Meezer Monday



Ssshhhhhh.....leave sleeping cats lay....

Thursday, July 12, 2007

Thoughtful Thursday

>>> The Geranium Farm <bccrafton@geraniumfarm.org> 7/11/07 2:50 PM >>>

BATTLE SCARS

Q appeared at the door while my meeting was still going on.

Where's Charlotte? he wanted to know. Charlotte is a nurse. I noticed one of his hands was wrapped in a kitchen towel. Hmmn.

Charlotte's in Oklahoma, everyone said.

Oh, he said. Well, could I talk to you for a moment?

I got up and gestured to Joan, also a nurse, to come with me.

The back of Q's unwrapped hand was an amazing sight -- almost black, and swollen to twice its normal size.

Banana got me. Banana is Grace Next Door's ancient cat, in whom there is clearly a great deal of life left. He was feeding Banana while Grace was away overnight, and had attempted to pick him up and put him into his basement apartment. It was hard to imagine, but one claw did all that.

I'll say.

Joan looked at it and asked about the initial bleeding, which had been copious. That was good news. Wash it well with peroxide and then ice it well. Hold it up for a while, too.

Q went back across the street to follow her instructions. By the time the meeting was over and we had sat down to dinner, the swelling was almost gone. This morning, it was barely noticeable.

Q's not one to hold a grudge; he declined my offer to feed Banana this morning. Later, Banana was outside, securing the perimeter of his yard when I went out to get the cats' breakfast dishes in.

How old are you, Banana?

Nearly twenty human, they say.

Want to make twenty-one? Don't scratch Q again.

He tried to kidnap me.

He did not. He was just putting you in your bed.

I don't like to be put places by people I don't know.

Banana, we've lived next door to you your entire life.

Well, I like to go places on my own.


Cats are funny. We spent the time after dinner last night watching What's-Her-Name and Kitten chase fireflies, and feeding them bits of our poached salmon. Kitten is warming to us, but he still doesn't want to be picked up, not since I caught him and turned him upside down for what he considered a humiliating inspection of his equipment. But I had to know, I reasoned; we can't have him knocking up all the female cats in town when he comes of age.

I guess there are cultures into which we cannot penetrate, even with a change for the better. In a few weeks, I hope he'll be willing to get closer, close enough for us to grab him and get him to the vet for a shot and a snip, something he's sure to resent if he thinks about it.

Let's hope there has been some heart and mind won. We're doing the best we can.

Monday, July 9, 2007

Meezer Monday



This is Memphis. When he's not sleeping in my bean's room he will be found on top of the cat tree (or on the living room sofa). He is very handsome and mom is still enchanted by his blue eyes. We still don't know why this sweet guy was in the city animal shelter, but sure are glad to have him in our home.

Monday, June 25, 2007

Manic Monday

We've been MIA for awhile. The new cats have settled into the house and it looks like they are here to stay. Tia Torchy and Tio Ian were thinking about taking Puff home to NC with them, but they decided not too. So there are 13 of us feline furs under one roof. It took mom almost a week to tell Ginger and Spunky apart. It's so obvious that they and Pandora are from the same litter. Mom calls the new group the Fabulous Five and the rest of us are the Elite Eight. But as a collective we are the Lucky 13. hee hee

So the line up in order of adoption is:

1) Clarissa - Aug 2000 - age 7
2) Sable the Punk - Oct 2001 - age 6
3) Jazzpurr - Oct 2004 - age 6
4) Serendipity - Oct 2004 - age 4
5) Fiona - Feb 2005 - age 3 or 4 (not sure)
6) Daisy - June 2005 - age 4
7) Bandit - Oct 2005 - age 3
8) Memphis - Feb 2007 - age 2
9) Batman - June 2007 - age 5
10) Ginger - June 2007 - age 4
11) Pandora - June 2007 - age 4
12) Puff - June 2007 - age 4
13) Spunky - June 2007 - age 4

Those are our current ages. There are eight girls and five boys. Two of us have only one eye each. One of us has no tail. Two of us are medium haired (both black kitties) and one of us is long haired. Two of us are black kitties, two of us are calicos, two of us are torties, and the rest of us are white and tabby.

Tuesday, June 5, 2007

Soon to be new family members

Homes haven't been found yet for the other three kitties in Ohio. We have a sneaking suspicion that mom will end up bringing them home too. She said she could foster them until homes could be found, but we all know that once they are here she won't give them up.

Ant Sniffy posted pictures of three of the kitties. Ginger is definitely coming here. The other two kitties are Panda and Batman. She still doesn't have pictures of Spunky and Puff.

This is Ginger. She looks like she has a lot of cattitude. Mom said Ginger reminds her of Fiona.


This is Batman's headshot. He looks a lot like Sable.


This is Panda. She is a cutie too. We are assuming that Spunky looks similar to her since they are littermates.

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

Tuesday Laughs







New Kittens....Not Ours!!!!

Mom's boss adopted two kittens over the weekend. They are littermates. Maizy is the girl and the boss said she is the poster kitty for ritilan - zooming all of the time. Moose is the boy and he is the cuddler. They are 7 weeks old.

Maizy




Moose




Snuggles (Moose is in the front)