Archive for the ‘Cats’ Category
Santa brought a little something for the feline members of the family, a combination bed and scratching surface. It has been a hit with all the cats.
The label says it is treated with catnip, and the immediate interest shown by the cats verifies this. I grew catnip in my garden this year and have a good supply of dried catnip with which I can reinforce the initial infusion if interest is flagging.
Everyone was anxious to have a turn with the new attraction.
It got a “paws up” rating all round. I like that it is constructed from 98% post-consumer recycled materials. There are 3 layers of scratchy ripple board, and as one gets ripped up, you can remove it for a fresh start. It’s even made right here in Ontario.
It appears that Santa knows cats.
Buddy is an utterly charming young fellow who devoted his summer to taking our hearts hostage. He arrived one day in the spring, a jaunty, devil-may-care rake with a handsome white tuxedo front accenting his grey striped coat. Our resident cat population was harder to win over than we mere humans. They didn’t take to this new kid on the block, and were especially put off by his confident tomcat demeanour.
Once it was clear that Buddy had checked us out and decided he was moving in, we hurried him in for a visit with the vet. Buddy was in no way discombobulated by this turn of events and gave no indication of being put out by his minor surgery. It did help to smooth the waters with the other cats, though. The veterinarian guessed Buddy to be about a year and a half old.
One of Buddy’s people-charming tricks involves boxes. Buddy loves sitting in boxes or napping in boxes. The photograph above shows Buddy curled up in a shoe box beside my computer desk where he keeps me company. I bet he wishes I wore a slightly bigger shoe size.
We don’t know where Buddy came from. It seems likely that he is the offspring of barn cats and was perhaps chased away from his home by the resident Tom. Buddy was lucky to find a new family. Many, many feral cats live short, tough lives filled with hardship. Animal shelters are often bursting at the seams with unwanted cats and kittens. The planet has way too many people and way too many cats. It’s difficult to solve overpopulation issues where humans are involved. With cats, the answer is easy. Please have your cat spayed or neutered and keep them at home where they are safe. Help make every cat a beloved indoor cat.
The heat of summer has arrived with July. When the heat is on, there’s nothing to do but to find a place to relax and chill out.
Thanks to Uncle Dave, today’s guest photographer, for this lovely shot of Missy the Cat, reclining on Carol’s lap.
For Christmas, Fiddlegirl’s sisters got her a papasan chair, a large, round, bowl-shaped seat that sits on a rattan stand. It was too big to wrap, and we all trooped out to the car on Christmas morning for the Big Reveal. Above, Fiddlegirl whips off the covering with a flourish. The cover for the seat pad was custom-made by Birdgirl and features a pattern of cheerful moose.
Fiddlegirl reports that once she had it set up at home, it quickly became a cat magnet. First Dactyl, her pretty, fluffy orange boy claimed it. Dactyl is so named for his extra thumb-like digit. He is just recovering from a health crisis, so perhaps has the better claim to the best seat in the house. However, his younger companion, Schroedinger, was not to be put off so easily.
Schrodinger is named for Schrodinger’s Cat, a paradoxical thought-experiment proposed by Erwin Schrödinger in 1935. If quantum physics interests you, you can read about Schrodinger’s Cat here. If Schrodinger looks familiar, the reason is that he is yet another of Momcat’s progeny. In fact, he looks a lot like Momcat herself.
The cats came to an understanding and Fiddlegirl reports they are now amiably sharing the new chair. In fact, the chair has even brought them closer together, in both senses of the word! Thanks to Fiddlegirl for sharing her cat tale.