On a recent visit to my brother’s house, one family member I was looking forward to meeting was Orpheus the cat, commonly known as ‘Orfi’. My brother and sister-in-law got him from a shelter when they first moved into a shared apartment when they still were students. He was about a year old then and had spent all his life indoors. He was also extremely active and never settled down for a cuddle with a stranger. (more…)
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I awoke this morning at 3 a.m. to loud shrieks and pitiful wails. I immediately jumped out of bed and ran to find my cat Princess. These weren’t her usual “I want to play” cries that I hear at least one or two nights a week. She sounded like she was suffering. Turned out not so much, unless you count wanting fresh canned cat food as suffering (and yes, that’s Princess licking her lips at about 3:05 a.m. this morning).
A year ago I posted here about the changes I was dealing with due to Princess’s advancing age. The past year has brought even more changes. As a result of some ups and downs in her health, we’re learning to deal with a number of new routines. But happily, Princess is still with me, is still active, and on balance has had a lot more good than bad days.
Each time I stock up on food for my pretty cat Princess (yes, that’s her in the photo), I have to stop and stare at all of the fun toys I just know she’ll love. And all too often I give in and buy her the latest and greatest thing in cat toys.
Sometimes Princess will actually express a bit of interest in her new toy. But more often than not, she’ll just turn up her nose and walk away from my latest offering. Soon, I’ll relegate it to the pile of toys in her cat carrier.
I’ve never owned a pet. I wanted to when I was younger, but my mother said, “Sure, as long as you take care of it.” At which point I thought about it, and realized, no, I don’t really want to get a dog. So I tried fish, which didn’t work because the one snail we had (to eat the algae) turned into over 500 – I counted.
Then I went to New Zealand, where everyone I knew had an animal. Cats, dogs, horses, cows, sheep – okay, the latter weren’t pets (really), but in a rural farming community animals abound. And for a few months I lived in a household that had a cat named Cypher, and a dog named Dante. (more…)
My sweet kitty Princess has been with me for about 12 of her nearly 14 years, and until about a year ago, was very low maintenance. Each morning I would make certain her food dish was filled with dry cat food, and that her water bowl had fresh water, and she was set for the day.
Now she always liked and got lots of attention from me; petting, scratching, brushing, playing with string toys chief among them. And one must never forget the evening tour of our home with her carried high so she could sniff and look at all the things too difficult for her to normally see.
First, a disclaimer. This is not my cat Princess. Princess is not a frisky little kitty, but an aging, but elegant, 13+ yr old. But at her advanced age, she’s currently acting just like this little kitty.
Until a few months ago, I’d never lived in a place that had door stops. To be honest, I didn’t even notice them when I first checked out my apartment. Looking down behind doors isn’t something I tend to do when scoping out a new home. But then, about a week ago, I became all too aware of the abundant number of door stops in my new home. And that’s because my Princess first made the discovery. She’s in love with (or hates?) the door stops in our home.
The door stops first came on my radar when a strange noise woke me up – over and over – in the middle of the night. I couldn’t’ figure out what it was, and eventually went back to sleep. Then, the next morning, as I was getting ready for work, I discovered exactly what it was, as I caught Princess brushing her head against the door stop in the bathroom repeatedly, hard enough so that it made a particularly annoying booiiing noise.
A quick scan of YouTube has made me aware that Princess is not alone in her fascination with door stops. Apparently cats all over the world have been brushing, batting, and attacking doorstops. But it doesn’t stop there. Dogs are also attacking these evil outcroppings.
Just what is it about doorstops?
Furminating, you ask? Well then you either don’t have a long-haired cat or a dog, or you haven’t been tipped off to this amazing device.
About a month ago, my lovely cat Princess and I moved to a new home. Despite being extremely careful about recording just what was in each box, and packing vital items on the very last day, I managed to lose a few dearly loved things, including some very special mugs that I use for tea, as well as the brush that I use for Princess. (more…)
Yes, it’s time to talk once more about our pets. Those wonderful creatures who make our lives so much better, but who at times, can drive us absolutely bonkers.
I inherited my beautiful kitty Princess nearly ten years ago from family members moving overseas. Princess came to me with the unfortunate routine of needing to be petted while eating.Never heard of this one before? Well, a young family member would pet Princess while she was at her food bowl. Apparently Princess grew to love — and demand — this attention. (more…)