Monday, December 12, 2011

Kate is a slacker!

Holy crap! I haven't posted in weeks!
I got a package. And Bobby got this awesome box!
The kitties would like to inform you that I am a huge slacker and it's not their fault there hasn't been a blog entry since before Thanksgiving. They TRIED to get me to post, but I kept getting distracted by magazine deadlines and painting projects and things like that.

Mouse loves it when I sleep in.
Also, I have almost no new photos from the past few weeks. OK, in truth I have a LOT of new photos. But they were taken with a brand new camera and I haven't figured out how to get them off the camera and onto my computer yet. Yes, I can figure out the cord thing. The problem is my computer is ancient and doesn't want to load the driver. [sigh] Lots of awesome pics and no way to show them to you ... yet.

In the meantime, enjoy a couple of photos I managed to take the old way with my phone.

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

All we want for Christmas is a forever home

Thanksgiving is only 2 days away. And Black Friday is only 3 days away. In all the hustle and bustle of the turkey and football and shopping, please take a moment to think about the animals in the shelters.

Who can resist this sweet face? Sandi would love to have a forever home without other cats to bother her.
And let's face it, what would be a better Christmas gift to yourself and your family than a new pet? Think of the unconditional love and the warm fuzzy hugs. Just think of the joy you will bring to that animal's life and to yours.

Beautiful Bobby is leery of strangers, especially men, but he has plenty of love to give if you just have a little patience.
It has been a hard year for adoptions here in Southern Utah and most of the shelters are full. The Ivins Animal Shelter and Adoption Center - the only no-kill city shelter in Utah and the place where I get my foster kitties - is offering exceptional deals for the holidays. The goal is to find each and every one of the animals a forever home by Christmas.

Handsome Boots loves snuggling with other cats and with people. 
As part of the "Forever Home for Christmas" deal, all dog adoptions are half off. That is only $25 to bring home man's - and woman's - best friend. The cats are an even better deal. All adult cats older than one year are FREE!!! And kittens younger than one year are only $5. How can you beat that?


How could anyone say no to sweet little Mouse? She gets along great with other cats and she adores people.
There are currently 27 dogs and cats listed on the shelter's PetFinder page and there are more at the shelter that haven't been posted yet. You can get more info by calling the shelter - the number is listed to the left under my foster cats - or you can contact Inkas - Ivins No Kill Animal Supporters. Of course, if you want info on my foster kitties, you can contact me directly through this blog or through the Kate's Cats Facebook page.

Mustache here is one of the many other cats available at the Ivins Animal Shelter. Isn't he gorgeous? 
If for whatever reason you can't adopt a pet for the holidays, think about donating to your local shelter or a rescue group. The Santa Paws Drive is a great project to donate to - see the link on the right - or you can donate to Alley Cat Allies - also to the right - or Best Friends Animal Society - you guessed it, also on the right.

If we work together we really can make it a wonderful Christmas for all the animals.

Monday, November 21, 2011

Yes, Ivy is named after THAT Ivy

It has been a frequently asked question this past week so I will answer you all at once:

Ivy Girl makes sure I take a break from working.
Yes, my newly adopted Ivy - or Ivy Girl - is in fact named after the vampire Ivy Tamwood in Kim Harrison's Rachel Morgan books.

Many of you are now saying "I figured that." If instead you are saying "who?" then you need to run - don't walk - to the nearest book store or library and get them immediately. This is not optional. It is mandatory. Kim Harrison is one of my favorite authors EVER and you need to experience her books for yourself.

The other FAQ of the week comes from the people who knew the source of the name. And that is why I would name her after Ivy. Well, the answer is easy if you have ever met my sweet Ivy Girl.

This cat just matches the book character so well. She is dark, sleek and beautiful. She is also "special" and has problems expressing what she wants. With the vampire it is because of abuse and her nature as a vampire. With the cat, it is because she is basically autistic - she has cerebellar abiotrophy and she is almost completely deaf. She will want attention, but isn't sure how to get it. Then, when you start petting her, it gets to be too much and she gets over excited and frantic. You have to step back and let her calm down. You always have to let her come to you. But it is worth the wait because she is a sweet, loving, wonderful cat.

So there you go. An explanation of the cat's name and a book recommendation. What more could you want?

Saturday, November 19, 2011

Kids and cats go together

Mouse gets some love from Kassie.
My sister Kristin came down to visit this weekend. It was the first visit since she and her two kids moved out in April. We went through some stuff left in storage and then just pretty much sat back and watched the kids and the cats.

Kent gets reacquainted with Bobby.
Kent is now 6 and is in Kindergarten and Kassie is almost 5. They are more adorable than any kids should be allowed to be. I saw them pull up and went out to meet them and was completely thrilled by Kassie screaming "Aunt Kaaaaaaaaate" and running up the sidewalk to hug me. Kent was more laid back but still gave me a big hug.

Kassie and Ashi are ready for the holidays.
The cats had mixed feelings about the kids visiting. Boots ran and hid. He poked his head out a couple times but was a bit spooked by new people in the house. Bobby was mellow as can be and put up with hugs from both kids. He hissed at Kristin's boyfriend Ryan, though. Yeah, he still doesn't like men. Ashi just kinda sat there - I think she was disappointed they didn't bring her any cheese. She even let Kassie put a Santa hat on her. Diedra let them say hi and Sandi made a brief appearance.

Kassie and Ivy got along great. 
I loved watching Ivy with the kids. She was a little freaked at first but then settled down and even chased a string for a little bit for the kids. Mouse, of course, was in her element. She and Kent ran up and down the hallway with a string for pretty much the whole visit. Kassie made a few passes as well, but Kent dominated the kitten play. He was laughing and giggling as Mouse bounced and leapt and did pirouettes in mid-air.

None of my photos of Kent and Mouse turned out. This is the least blurry one. 
I tried to get photos but most of them didn't turn out. Those kids and those cats just move around too much. Still, it was a great time. Love those kids!

Mouse crashed out under the table after the kids left. Yep, she was tired.

Thursday, November 17, 2011

Mishu has a home!

Ivy Girl (the cat formerly known as Mishu) enjoys looking at all sorts of Web sites.
No, sweet Mishu didn't actually go anywhere. After talking with the shelter manager and a wonderful lady at Best Friends Animal Society, I decided to make it official and adopt her myself. And she has a new name! I always rename my cats when I adopt them so she is now Ivy - or Ivy Girl, as I usually call her.

If you've read the Meet Mishu post, you know that we knew from day one that she has Cerebellar Abiotrophy, which affects her motor control. We have since discovered that she is almost completely deaf. She has become comfortable and happy in my home, and I just don't have the heart to make her go anywhere else. It will also be extremely hard to find her a good home because of her special needs.

Well, I don't think I could give her up anyway. Watching her evolve from hiding in the corner to taking over the couch and discovering where I hide the catnip has been pure joy. She recently discovered my laptop, which usually sits on the dining table, and she loves coming over and watching the mouse pointer move around the screen. She has updated my Twitter and Facebook statuses by walking on the keyboard and last night she managed to do a Google search and bring up the web site for the Lower Kuskokwim School District. (Don't ask. I have no idea why. Maybe she wants to visit Alaska?)

Feeling the vibrations and reading up on the Lower Kuskokwim School District.
Ivy Girl loves to sit right behind my laptop and rest her head against the back of it - that is, when she isn't sitting right on the keyboard. And last night I think I found out why. I made the connection that she only does this while I am playing loud music on my computer media player. She is leaning her head against the computer to feel the vibrations! It is probably the only time she can really "hear" anything. She appears to be partial to Linkin Park and Lady Gaga and she loses interest when I play softer music like Sarah McLachlan or Dido.

In other news, Mouse is officially on the rosters as up for adoption. And Diedra is doing much better in her isolation in the office. I went in this morning and she was lounging in the windowsill enjoying the sunshine. We had some good snuggle time before I left for work.

Monday, November 14, 2011

Tension

A Mouse splat. Yep, she loves people. 
There are now seven cats in the house and the tension is building. This is definitely past the max number of felines that can fit in my place.

I have had no hits on any of the posters or flyers I put up about Mouse. It just breaks my heart that no one is looking for this sweet little girl. Also, she may have been out on her own longer than we previously thought. We had assumed she had only been loose for a couple days. But in the past week she has been eating like mad and has gained a full pound to put her at 4 lbs. 2 oz. That much weight gain implies she was pretty starved when she landed on my doorstep.

Well, the little girl is getting bigger and bouncing around the house like a pogo. She and Boots have become fast friends and they can often be seen - and heard - chasing each other around, wrestling or just snuggling. Bobby gets in on the action occasionally, although Mouse is still pretty intimidated by the big guy.

Mouse and Boots prepare to wrestle. 
There have been some serious problems with the other cats, though. Boots has reached the teenage boy stage and he LOVES to torment the other cats. And the more they grown and throw fits, the more annoying he gets. At least once a night I am woken up by a cat spat between Boots and Sandi or Boots and Ashi. They are never full on fights and Boots doesn't actually attack, he just pesters them until they scream. I have had to start closing Boots in a room by himself at night and I only pray he grows out of it soon. I remember Tyrone going through this stage and it was rather short-lived, so fingers crossed.

The biggest problem has been with Diedra. She really doesn't like having the other cats around her and she is quickly intimidated by them. Ages ago she started hanging out on top of the fridge during the day. She was safe there and could see everything that was going on. Then Boots started getting more obnoxious and she moved to the cabinets above the dryer in the laundry room. I put a cat bed for her up there so she could be comfy and she started spending more and more time up there. I ended up putting food and water for her on the dryer so she didn't have to go into the kitchen to eat and I put a cat box on the laundry room floor.

Well, when Mouse entered the house it threw even this delicate balance out of whack. Last week I went in to give Diedra some treats and noticed that her cat bed was wet. I pulled it down and found that she had been using it as a cat box. I was horrified and called the vet AT ONCE. I had her in within a couple of hours and he found nothing wrong with her. She was a little dehydrated but otherwise healthy. Our conclusion was she was too scared to come down to the cat box on the floor.

I got everything cleaned up and started closing up Boots and Mouse every time I left the house and kept them away from the laundry room whenever I could (the laundry room doesn't have a door). I thought that was helping, but this morning I found Diedra's cat bed wet with urine again and I couldn't coax her down from the cabinets for anything.

Diedra hanging out on top of the laundry room cabinets.
I had been reluctant to close Diedra up in a room by herself. I was under the misconception that she would find this a punishment like Boots does or like I would. Well, this morning it occurred to me that if she has been living exclusively on top of the cabinets, then a whole room would be a heaven. I rearranged my office so I could fit in a cat box and put towels and her food and water on top of the roll top desk. I then had a really fun time getting her off the cabinets and got her in the office and closed the door.

I spent over an hour in there with my sweet Diedra. I held her and spoke to her and reassured her that she would always be safe there. And the whole time my heart was breaking. Here was my own sweet cat, my snuggle bunny, who was so scared she wouldn't come down to eat and I was so occupied with the foster cats that I didn't notice.

I'll keep an eye on things, of course. And Ashi won't be happy to have the office off limits. But fingers crossed that things work out better. And fingers crossed that I can find homes for Boots and Mouse. They deserve to be somewhere they can run and play without pissing off the "old lady" cats.

Thursday, November 3, 2011

Look at what the Kate dragged in

First contact! Poor little cold, hungry baby. :-(
Yep. It's official. I am a sucker for cute little fuzzy faces.

A couple days ago I saw a little gray kitten sitting on the neighbor's porch crying. A little while later it was gone, and I figured it was theirs. I confirmed with them later that, yes, they had gotten a new cat.

The next day the kitten was back, meowing like mad. When it saw me on my porch, it ran across the driveway and tried to run in my house. I guessed the little thing was only 3 1/2 to 4 months old and I vowed to have a talk with my neighbor about letting such a young kitten run around alone. Well, when I was leaving for work I ran into the neighbor. He ask ME if it was MY kitten! They had a new cat, but he is all black, not gray, and was staying in the house.

Boots wants to know what that thing is on HIS couch!
I went to work and worried all night. The temperature was dropping rapidly and it was windy and scary outside. This little kitten was probably out there somewhere cold and alone. I just couldn't stand the thought. When I got home just before midnight I spent some time looking around, but couldn't find it. At that point the temp was just barely above freezing and I was praying that someone had taken the little thing inside.

Bathed and fed. Now fighting sleep.
Well, yesterday I was in my living room talking on the phone and the little gray kitten jumped up in the planters on my front porch and started crying at me through the window. I immediately went outside and sat down by the open door. She came right up - yes, I confirmed she is a she - and climbed on my lap. By this point she was skinny, although not emaciated, and her fur was dirty and almost matted. I held her for a few moments there on the porch while she purred like a V-8 engine. The I put her down and watched as she waltzed right in the door like she owned the place.

"No. Use the other picture for the flyer. It's cuter!"
After a ton of food and a bath, she was looking much better. She is most definitely not a feral and she wasn't on her own more than two or three days. The vet confirms she is about 3 to 3 1/2 months old and she has no parasites. I'm hoping there is a family looking for her and that she wasn't dumped. I have made posts on the FB pages of our local rescues and sent her photo to the local shelter. I will also print out some flyers to put up around the neighborhood. In the meantime, she is confusing the hell out of my cats and being overwhelmingly cute. I haven't named her yet - I'm really hoping she isn't here long - but instead have been calling her Little Bit or just Kitten. Yeah, I'm sure that won't last long. :-P

Sunday, October 30, 2011

Am I a horrible cat mother?

Ashi stalks Kent's dinner. 
Last night my kitties got a special treat. I went to a Halloween party and there was some cheese left on one of the snack tables, so I wrapped up a couple slices and brought them home.

Wow, did that go over well! Even Sandi came out to nibble a bit of Swiss, and she NEVER eats treats or snacks. Ashi was in heaven and purred hard enough to rattle the foundation. It was a night of kitty rapture.

Seeing them enjoy the simple treat made me feel rather guilty, actually. Sure, I spoil the kids. They get dry cat food and gushy cat food and crunchy and soft kitty treats. But that's it. I am vegan, so there is no meat or cheese in the house, so they are never interested in my food.

This wasn't always the case. Up until April, when my sister Kristin and her kids lived with me, there were all sorts of goodies to scavenge. Ashi made out like a bandit with cheese, chicken nuggets and peanut butter. Now she has to make do with broccoli and tofu - not a fair trade in her opinion.

No, I'm not going to start eating meat and cheese just for the cats. But I might start bringing them treasures a little more often.

Monday, October 24, 2011

Never before seen ...

I have something to show you. It is photographic evidence of a very rare phenomenon. In fact, I don't believe it has ever been captured on film before.

Are you ready to be amazed?

It is: A PRISTINE CAT BOX!!!

Seriously, this never happens. Anyone who has cats ... ahem, excuse me ... anyone who works for cats knows that a pristine cat box just never happens. The immediate second the new litter is poured into the scrubbed box, the cat has to get in there. It always happens. ALWAYS!

Well, we are going on 3 hours now and this cat box is still untouched. The other boxes have been "marked" of course but this one lies there full of virgin sand.

Hmmm ... maybe I should be worried? Are the cats sick? Is the litter contaminated? ACK! Now I'm getting paranoid!

Oh, wait. I hear scratching. Yep, the cat box has finally been claimed. Excuse me while I get the scooper ...

Friday, October 21, 2011

Getting crowded

Hanging out with my girl Mishu.
So, things may be getting a bit crowded at Kate's house. We have a new landlord, which is a good thing. We will finally get the nasty, disgusting carpet replaced and the dishwasher - which hasn't worked in 3 years - will get fixed. But the rent will be going up just a bit and they aren't too happy with 6 cats running around the place.

Of course, in a perfect world, four of the cats would be going to new homes very soon. Bobby, Boots, Sandi and Mishu are still looking for their forever homes, and if I can find new families for them that will bring the number down to a doable two. I'm just a little worried that this will put an end to my foster kitty days. We'll see how well I can sweet talk.

Ashi and Mishu collapse in exhaustion after tackling all those little colored mice. Yes, that carpet is nasty.
It looks like I will also need to find a roommate. Money is really tight and the paychecks just won't stretch to cover the new rent. Of course, whomever I find will need to really like cats ... that's non negotiable.

I've tried to talk all this over with the kids, but they aren't really paying attention. I'm pretty sure they don't really care what happens so long as they still get gushy food and cuddles on a regular basis.

Anyway, we'll see what happens.

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Bug!

The weather is finally cooling off here in Southern Utah. It's still getting up to the mid 80s during the day, but it's cooling off to the high 50s at night. It has been so nice, I've been sitting out with the cats for a little while in the evening.

Big bug! Apparently my pajama pants are good camouflage.
Well, Boots has discovered the joys of grasshoppers. We have alfalfa fields just a block away, so we get some monster hoppers around here. He brought back a few dead ones and left them sitting in the dining room. I wasn't too happy about that. Then he brought back a VERY live one. This particular hopper was about 4 inches long and had wings, so it half hopped and half flew. He chased that thing around the living room for quite a while, then the thing landed on my leg and ... he lost it.

For some reason, that HUGE bug landing on my leg meant he couldn't find it. He just sat there all confused and meowing while I tried not to completely freak out.

In the end, I finally got up the nerve to grab the thing and I re-released it back into the wilds of my front flower bed.

Friday, October 14, 2011

Bad Kate, no biscuit!

Bobby and Boots hang out with me in the morning.
The kitties have informed me that it has been far too long since I've posted on the blog. I told them I've been dutifully posting pics and amusing anecdotes on the Facebook page, but they don't think that's good enough.

So ... in an effort to appease the fuzzies, I have vowed to post at least once a week. And they have promised to remind me. (I really don't want to know how they'll do this, but it should be interesting.)

All four of the foster kitties are still with me. Boots was supposed to go to a new home last week, but the people flaked. Really? Look how adorable this little guy is? Who could resist this handsome tuxedo boy?

Sandi shares some snuggles on the OTHER side of the bed. Notice the scratches on her poor nose. 
I haven't had any offers on Sandi in a while, so she's still here as well. She and Boots haven't been getting along very well lately. Boots is getting bolder and keeps trying to take Sandi's spot on the bed. Obviously, Sandi doesn't like this AT ALL! This morning I had Boots, Sandi and Bobby all spaced around the bed, and Sandi had scratches on her nose. :-(

Bobby is still here as well. I have his profile posted on a couple of special-needs pet sites because of his FIV and his past abuse, but no nibbles on him either. He and Boots have become best buds and I'm hoping to find them a home together.

Sweet Mishu loves to sit in the front window and watch the world go by. 
Then there is sweet Mishu. She is such a mellow little bobble-headed girl. I talked to the vet a couple weeks ago about some of her behavior that doesn't quite match the cerebellar abiotrophy. I was worried it was progressing. He said she is doing fine, but it looks like she is almost deaf and probably has been all along. This is why she sleeps so deeply and then gets startled easily when I come up behind her. She is such a love bug, though, that she may end up being a foster failure.

I'm hoping to get to an adoption even or two in the near future and see if I can find homes for these sweeties.

Saturday, September 24, 2011

Catching up

The boys hang out by the front window.
How have I not posted in more than a week? Time flies when you're running around like a headless chicken, I guess.

There seems to be a bit of cat hair on my pillow.
The good news is I've been feeling a lot better. The bad news is I've been trying to catch up on EVERYTHING so I haven't had much time to just sit on the computer and play. Of course, I still make sure I spend some quality time with the kitties each day. That's non-negotiable.

Morning snuggles with Boots.
Sandi gets her snuggles when I go to bed at night. She loves to curl up next to my pillow and purr or lay next to me and make biscuits against my back. Bobby will wander in at some point during the night and sprawl out next to my feet. Then Boots comes rushing in as soon as he hears my alarm in the morning. I've learned to set it early so I have some extra time for Boots loves before I get up.

Hanging out with Mishu on the couch.
Mishu isn't a big snuggler, but I will spend some time sitting next to her on the couch - her favorite spot. She will butt her head against me and purr. Of course, the second  I sit down on the couch Ashi has to come snuggle. My lap is HER domain! She plops herself down on me (cutting off circulation to my legs, usually) and purrs like mad. She will growl if any of the other cats get to close and I am always entertained when she purrs and growls at the same time.

Ashi has me pinned. 
Diedra prefers to get her snuggle time while I'm trying to work at the computer. And she knows if I'm working or playing. Right now, for instance, she isn't anywhere nearby. But the second I start trying to work on a story or download something to edit, she'll be right here. She likes to sit on the mouse pad, blocking all mouse movement, or she lays in front of the keyboard like a big fluffy wrist rest, making it impossible to type.

The Diedra computer block.
With the exception of the boys, none of the cats like to snuggle with each other so I have to get most of my quality time one-on-one - which is fine with me. That just means more kitty snuggle time.

Thursday, September 15, 2011

I am now obsolete

It's official. The cats don't need me any more. They have shown that they are capable of hunting down and killing their own food. In fact, not only did they kill the bag of kibble and disembowel it in the middle of the floor, they somehow managed to drag the carcass across the living room into the hallway.

Bobby and Boots are very proud of their hunting skills.

Of course, they still need someone to bring that bag of kibble into the house. Hmmm ... and they can't get the cans of gushy food open on their own. OK, I guess they still need me after all.

Saturday, September 10, 2011

Road Trip!

Sweet little "Bobbin" sitting in the carrier. As kids we called quail bobbins because their heads bob when they run.
So, I was sitting at home yesterday afternoon trying to figure out what to do with my Friday night. Then I saw a post on Facebook from Wild Friends at Best Friends Animal Society. They needed transport for an injured bird from Ivins to the sanctuary in Kanab.

I'm a sucker for any kind of animal - yes, I once nursed a snake back to health - and I really didn't have anything better to do with my evening. Actually, I had an online meeting/conference scheduled for 8:30 p.m. and I knew there was no way I could make it to Kanab and back before then. But hey! There was a bird that needed help!

Looking a bit ominous there in the distance
I called in to see if they had transport yet for the bird. They didn't. The lady who had found it was only about 2 blocks from me, so the pickup was a snap. I had talked to Carmen at Wild Friends and we arranged to meet in Fredonia, Ariz., which is about 30 minutes closer to me than Kanab. I was a little concerned over the flash flood warnings for Washington and Kane counties (I live in Washington County and Kanab is in Kane County) so I swapped my little coup for my parents' Suzuki. Then I loaded up the little birdie, some snacks, some bottled water and my rain slicker and hit the road. You can see a map of the route here.

... and looking even more ominous.
The bird turned out to be a quail and I think it was a he, possibly still immature. His poor little legs weren't working and he possibly had a broken pelvis. He just kinda sat there all floofed up, but he was alert and looking around. The lady I picked him up from had put him in a carrier with some water and a bit of feed from her chickens and he seemed comfy enough. He scared the shit out of me at one point when he scooched over to be near the food. I thought he had rolled over on his back and I had to pull off the freeway to make sure he was OK.

Lovely scenery, though.
It was an OK drive out there despite the looming clouds and nasty crosswinds. It took a little longer than normal to get there because of the weather but I still made it to Fredonia in less than 2 hours. Carmen met me and we made the transfer to her car. Then she went off to put little "Bobbin" on a heating pad and give him an exam and I stopped for some coffee and pointed the car toward home.

Our meeting spot at the Fredonia, Arizona, town hall.
On a side note, I love driving through small towns. Yes, I live in what most would consider a small town, but compared to Hildale, Colorado City and Fredonia I live in a metropolis. I pulled in to top off my gas tank and stood in line between two guys stopping there to get hunting licenses. I was, by the way, wearing my "Flesh is for Zombies" t-shirt from Sick On Sin and I had to explain what that meant. They were completely baffled by the "vegan nonsense" and shook their heads in disbelief as they shot me backward glances on their way out the door. The sweet lady behind the counter told me to "never mind them, honey" as she rang up my cup of coffee and bag of raisins.

Bobbin after the ride. Still just hanging out.
The drive home went pretty quick, although I got highly annoyed by the oncoming drivers who refused to turn off their brights. I made it home by about 10:30 p.m. and gave the cats a late supper.

I haven't heard back from Wild Friends on Bobbin's condition. I'll post as soon as I hear.

UPDATE: Sunday, Sept. 11
I got a quick e-mail from Wild Friends today:
Hi Kathryn - So far so good.  We have him on some nice meds and have splinted a fracture in his leg.  So, hopefully in about 1 month he will be good to go back out.  Thanks again!!  Carmen
I will keep pestering them for progress and let you all know how he's doing and when he will be released.

Monday, August 29, 2011

Lazy Days

Ashi's favorite splat spot lately is the SuperScratcher. Yeah, I don't understand it either. 
I've never understood why they call it the Dog Days of Summer. These long, hot days are made for lazing around, which in my mind makes them the Cat Days of Summer. After all, who is better at relaxing?

Bobby usually just plops down in the middle of the floor somewhere. 
I always want to take a nap when the temps top 100 degrees. The cats are no exception. In fact, according to my calculations, the melting point of cat is 103.6 degrees F. At that point, they go completely boneless and can't be roused for anything short of a fresh can of tuna.

Boots found a cool spot on the bathroom counter.
Of course, a melted cat will immediately return to a solid - and highly excited - state with the addition of a tiny amount of water.
Diedra, as always, hangs in the potato box on top of the fridge. Actually, the box doesn't store potatoes any more. I got tired of them being fuzzy, so I moved them someplace else.
I can always tell when it starts to hit the really hot part of the day. Boots and Bobby are usually chasing each other around and Sandi is yowling to go outside. Then they start to slow down. The wrestling match turns into a groom-fest, then they wander off to collapse in exhaustion. By the time 1 p.m. rolls around, they have gone completely dormant.

Mishu is all about luxury. Her favorite spot is on the couch.
Then, as the sun goes down and the weather starts to cool, they slowly return to life. They start twitching and even lift a head as I walk by, then they'll start wandering around looking for food.

Sandi has usurped my desk chair. Yep, it's hers now.
Their favorite, of course, is if I also take a nap in the middle of the day. They will work in shifts to make sure I  have sufficient nap support through the afternoon. How's that for dedication?