Loved seeing more of Dennis today-somehow I was starting to think he was a pretty reserved, always watching/supervising cat–now I know he does play AND give luvvies. Suspect he could easily fit in as permanent resident!! (I know, I can hear you say NO!!)
Dennis started out as the reserved, standoffish sort – he’d let us pet and snuggle him, but we had to instigate it, had to reach out and grab him, because he’d never come close or climb into our laps on his own. He spent most of his time off to the side watching the other kittens get their love and kisses. But with a lot of time and work, he’s relaxed, and now will actually climb into my lap when I sit down. If I lay down on Fred’s bed, he comes right up and crawls all over me, purring and kneading like crazy. If I’m standing up and walk toward him, he is OFF like a shot. So he still has his issues, but he’s turning into a sweet snuggler.
That said, NO MORE PERMANENT RESIDENNNNNNNTS!
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Funnily enough there is a web site that does just that, for all you Yakety Sax fans.
That is AWESOME!
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Lots of movement in that video, but I want to know, who was the kitty who was sleeping in the doll bed most of the time? That’s the one I’d want to adopt!
That was Livia. As the oldest in the room, I guess it makes sense that she did less running around and playing than the others did (though she can be super playful when she wants to be!)
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I have a question for you and your readers: How long should you wait after your kitties pass before thinking about adopting again? (I know, such a happy topic!)
I know it really depends but I would love to hear someone’s experience with this. We had to put both of our cats down last fall after 13 years and it just shattered our entire family – to the point that we packed up every thing cat related and donated it all to the local SPCA. My son and I still get choked up when we talk about them. I’m just now able to read this blog without getting all blubbery. I cried harder for my cats passing than for actual human relatives – I can’t believe it hit us so hard.
I think adopting again might ease the sadness for us all but I’m worried about it being too soon. Towards the end our kitties became a constant stress from lots of care needed, surgeries and emergency trips to the vets. We needed the reprieve but I’m not sure when the right time is to adopt again. Any advice or shared experience would be very helpful 🙂
I actually think that the fact that you’re starting to ask that question might indicate that you’re ready, or close to it. I would make sure that everyone in the family is on board (or at least not opposed) before you start looking for cats to add to your family, but you know – looking at and meeting cats doesn’t mean you have to adopt them if it doesn’t feel right.
I understand completely how much you miss those kitties – they were part of your life, day in and day out, for years. It’s so strange to have them no longer there, I know. But think of it this way – adopting two kittens or cats and giving them a good home would be a great way to honor their memory.
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Robyn, for friday’s mailbag: Is there anything special you do for the outside residents of Crooked Acres when there is a threat of severe weather like tornadoes? Do George & Gracie get to come inside? How about the outside cats? Glad you are all OK so far, hoping today doesn’t bring anything terrible for you.
We could put George and Gracie in the garage if we needed to, but I actually think that they’re better off out in their field. The garage is not a very well put together structure, and if we took a direct hit from a tornado, I think that they’d probably be in more danger in the garage than out in the field.
As far as the cats, we have a “if we can get hold of them, we’ll save them” mentality. Fosters will always be tossed into carriers and brought downstairs, because they’re contained (in the foster room), and we can get our hands on them to put them into carriers. The permanent residents that we can locate are put into carriers and brought to the hallway closet, but there’s always the problem of not being able to find or get hold of some of them.
So basically what I did, Monday afternoon when we knew bad weather might be headed our way, was pile carriers all over the place. If we knew the bad stuff was headed our way, we were going to grab cats and start putting them in carriers, then pile cat-filled carriers in the hall closet, and stay with them until the threat passed.
Of course, we never had to put that plan into action, because as it turned out no bad weather came directly at us. I imagine that if we HAD had to put that plan into action, there would have been a lot of racing around, grabbing cats, and lots and lots of swearing.
One of the reasons I’m dead set against adding any more permanent residents is because I am not convinced that we can get all the permanent residents safely tucked away in case of emergency, and I’d really like to be able to!
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Tricki Friday!
One of the things I love about Tricki – the way she curls her tail when she’s standing and watching the other cats.
She’s a feather teaser-lovin’ girl.
Gorgeous, gorgeous.
Eye on the teaser.
Have I mentioned how much I love her eyes? SO much.
I meant to get a picture of Tricki jumping up after the teaser, but the camera decided to focus on yawny Livia.
::thlurrp::
There she goes with that curly tail again.
And again!
::THLURRRRP::
I’ve got a short Tricki video, but it’s nothing fancy. In the first section she skids into the room (from the closet) like Kramer from Seinfeld. In the second (it’s at night after the light was turned off), she went sliding into a cat bed shaped like a tuna can (lid and all), which caught the attention of the other cats in the room. She stayed there for a good part of the night, too, her eyes occasionally glinting in the infrared light.
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Beautiful, beautiful Corbs.
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Previously
2013: Or perhaps you’d prefer a floofier, more robust flavor?
2012: “You must rub da belleh.”
2011: Meet Dorothy.
2010: No entry.
2009: No entry.
2008: (Side note: If your heart doesn’t melt and pour out your belly button when Kara rubs her face against Kaylee, there is no hope for you.)
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.