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?


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


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.