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When I got Chanterelle, I said “Her face reminds me so much of someone else, but I can’t think of who!”
It wasn’t until someone (several someones, really) mentioned it on Facebook that I realized…
Moxie!
Definitely a resemblance.
Other comparisons (mostly from Fred) were…
Permanent resident Tubby, who has been gone since 2004. (He was such a character.)
And of course neighborhood menace and freeloader Rocco.
If we didn’t already know she’s not pregnant, we’d know it now – the girl is in heat. And somehow she’s EVEN FRIENDLIER.
She looks annoyed here, but it was because I had stopped petting to take her picture.
She doesn’t mind being held like a baby.
So yes, she’s in heat – good thing she’s going for her spay Monday! – and she’s gotten pretty dang vocal about it. Fortunately I sleep with a fan running so she didn’t bother me. Fred didn’t sleep well last night (not because of her, just because sometimes that’s how it is) and he said she was sounding off very often.
It’s lucky that she – a stray unspayed female – didn’t get pregnant during her time on the street! (To be clear – I am very happy for her that she’s not pregnant, but can you imagine how gorgeous her kittens would have been?)
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Yesterday morning I COULD NOT find Milo anywhere. Usually to find him all you have to do is walk across the room or the back yard and he comes running. In extreme cases, like if he’s distracted and doesn’t notice you – you might have to make a kissy noise. But he was nowhere! I looked all over the place, under the chairs and beds and even peeked in the foster room to make sure he hadn’t somehow slid in there when I was coming out, but nope. NOWHERE. Fred and I were on about our third round of the house when I thought “When did I see him last?”
(Yes, that should have been the first thought I had. And yet.)
The last time I’d seen him was when I was taking a cat carrier out of the closet. So I opened the closet door, and there he was, Rumdangling on a blanket. He is a very very quiet cat (aside from the purring) and you almost never hear his squeaky little meow, but you better believe he had a lot to say when I opened the door and let him out. (He was in there for about 10 minutes. And somehow survived!)
Baff time for Milo.
Keeping an eye on me.
Hanging out on the big cat tree.
This is not the best picture (I had to zoom from the patio), but here’s a shot of Charlie and Magoo side by side. Magoo has much more caramel coloring in his fur. Also, he’s about 1/3 the size of Charlie. You’d think, given those differences, that we’d never confuse the two, but we do all the time!
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Posted on social media (Facebook/Twitter/Instagram/Tumblr/ Bluesky/Threads) yesterday.
Chanterelle says “You’re not busy. Rub this belly.” (Thus far, the belly has NOT been a trap.)
Throw Back Thursday: From one year ago, this picture of Moxie and Poppi just cracks me UP.
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Throw Back Thursday: in 2020, we were trying to catch a chipmunk who’d gotten onto the back porch, and it LAUNCHED itself off the screen directly onto my FACE and I SCREAMED. Every time I see this video, it makes me laugh and laugh. (The chipmunk was captured and released unharmed.)
Your daily Rumdangle ✨STARRING✨ Milo!
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Today’s nap time with Milo (formerly Rum) and Magoo (Reverb.)
Throw Back Thursday: this time in 2020 we were in the midst of COVID. We were isolating and the occasional Carmelita-tini helped make it just a bit more bearable.
Good night innernets. (Chanterelle)
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Previously
2025: They heard they were flying home, so they knew they needed to get their flyin’ skills perfected.
2024: Pita gets her chatter on.
2023: Chow time!
2022: No entry.
2021: No entry.
2020: Alejandro, in mid-leap, yells “Outta my way, I got places to be!”
2019: I love how Laura’s casually climbing up that scratcher.
2018: Adoptions pending!
2017: But nothing shall stop Mama from her thlurrrping!
2016: Susie said “Why you floofin’?” And Archie said “I’d like out of this terrible room, please.”
2015: Psst! Louis, your zipper’s showing. People might figure out that you’re really a monkey in a cat suit!
2014: Norbie & Puff (now Hook) updates!
2013: All I found was Khaleesi looking at me, yawning, and saying “Is it dinner time yet?”
2012: “I lubs my sister.”
2011: No entry.
2010: No entry.
2009: This did not end well.
2008: THEY ARE SO FREAKIN’ SWEET.
2007: Maxi, as you can see, was quite displeased.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.