another step along the road to becoming a crazy cat lady, walk with me as i explore the lighter side of interpreting opinions my cats don't really have

Thursday, September 12, 2013

Long time, no kitty - update from fraggle

fraggle: i know it's been a while - there have been a lot of changes since our last publication.

Tater is no longer with us - this is him napping on the human's lunch bag the day before he was killed in may, 2012. i'll spare you the details, but it was instant and he didn't suffer.

Tater had a dog named Ash. Ash used to belong to the human but when Tater moved in, Ash changed loyalties. Ash got really sick in october 2011 but with a lot of medication and laser therapy he did pretty well... for a dog. Unfortunately he succumbed to advanced age and liver failure in april 2013. 
here's Ash taking Tater for a walk (Tinker was Tater's real name - his name had been changed in the rescue program due to abandonment by the ex of his former owner)

JD came to live with us for a  while when his mom was taking care of very ill family but he's gone home now and everyone here is happier for it. JD is handsome to be sure, but he's a jerk and i had to put him in his place more than once.

JD was a real asshole to Widget, who had to wear the cone of shame after JD beat him up. We all laughed at Widget and he got pretty mad.

another human lived here for a while and she brought Tater's brother, Boomer. When she left, Boomer stayed here. he's a poopyhead and gets special treats twice a day after mom pokes him with a needle. apparently he has to have something called insulin twice a day so he can't get out of my house until his mom finishes college or he'd miss too many needles. Boomer beats up on Widget a lot. I feel so bad about it that i haven't been beating up Widget lately at all.

Boomer's also really weird. he's super fat and likes to sleep in the bathtub, the sink, the shower and this week he even tried getting all the way in the fancy water fountain. mom had to take away the water fountain so we're all upset with Boomer for spoiling that. 
he's also a pig and a thief!

Hugh thinks Boomer is great and likes to use him as a bed. Hugh still hasn't figured out social skills like personal space and dignity. 
he sits on the new sofa funny too.

But he did learn to catch live voles and baby bunnies this year, so that's an improvement on his feline qualifications



then we had a THIRD human for a while and i just couldn't get any peace around the place. all the good beds to nap on were taken and i didn't get to sleep in the orange chair for months. they are all gone now and it's just me and mom. oh, and Widget, Hugh and Boomer if you must count them. 

right now i'm REALLY bored and pissed off, so i finally have time to catch you up on things.
mom's got me locked in the guest room and she did something to the door so even when i turn the knob, it won't open. she has some secret human thing that i haven't figured out yet. when i do, i'll be out of here and back in charge of the house, as i should be.
not sure how far that will get me though, since she SHUT THE CAT DOOR on monday.


apparently we are all stuck inside but i don't know why. i've been to the vet a LOT lately and it might be related to that. tuesday i had to go to the vet and i don't know what happened because i'm missing a few hours of my memory but now i have a shaved leg that hurts and itches furiously and i have to wear some sort of inflatable neck ruff. 

fortunately mom brought in my favorite bed from the other room and she's been sleeping in here so i can bite her all night. it's how she knows i am not amused by this turn of events.

all i know is when i try to get the aforementioned ruff off, she says we have to wait for something called a biopsy result and that i should keep practicing using the ramp she set up to get on the bed.

 it got a lot better when mom attached a fuzzy rug to it for traction

i can't wait to get out of here, Hugh's forehead probably needs a good cleaning by now and i can't imagine one of the boys doing it for him

Thursday, January 19, 2012

house guests of the uninvited kind

so in the last few months there have been some problems with interlopers at the house. can you guys share your opinions on the following critters?

fraggle: what raccoon? i don't see a raccoon. seriously, i'm not stupid. i'll beat up a fox but the fat bandit is scary dangerous. i'm avoiding it.

widget: it eats all my food. and makes the water in the fountain funny. *pout*

hugh: i'm not here. you don't see me. don't look under the bed!!!!

tater: dude, i got this. see the raccoon comes in the cat door, right? just saunters on by and doesn't mess wit' nobody. so we're cool.

fat bandit: hey! hey! thanks for inviting me over! i love the new fountain! you have great snacks! hey! why are you chasing me! i don't wanna go home! hey! it's cool! i'll come back later!

okay, so what about this guy? we last saw him last winter when he was just a skinny little black streak running out the cat door. but he's gotten bigger [looks tomcattish and hasn't been observably pregnant, so without checking we are guessing "him"]
i know you guys have some strong opinions because i've heard you talking to him

fraggle: when he's outside, we're cool. he can hang out under the car all day for all i care.

widget: he eats all my food. he just - EATS IT!! it's like he doesn't even care that i'm going to starve to death

hugh: GRRRR! i don't like him one bit. when he's around i am a good boy and i guard the fortress. he shall not pass! i'm a good boy!

tater: it's cool. i mean, he's not so bad. sometimes, man, we hang out, we sit around, catch some rays.

feral tom: seriously, could you talk to that orange one? he's nuts. i just want to grab a snack. it's bad enough i can't come by at night anymore because of that fat bandit but he's all up in my business whenever i stop by for a little lunch.

and here's a strange little non cat. have you met?

fraggle: he smells funny. he doesn't come around much but when he does, the carport just sets off my sniffer. whew!

widget: the weird looking cat? he's kind of pointy. but he doesn't eat my food. i like him. he can come by any time!

hugh: he showed me some neat hidey holes. when i am in my hidey holes you can't see me. he's a good hider.

tater: he's kinda skittish. i mean, he just toddles away when i come around. it's like he's scared of me. what a chicken.

pointy faced cat: lady, quit looking at me.

houseguests of the invited kind

hey, do you guys remember when tater came to stay for a couple of months last winter after he was rescued?

fraggle: sort of. he was in that other room. you spent a lot of time in there and came out smelling like him. i remember being mad at you a lot

widget: sure. he has funny hair

hugh: no. why don't i remember?

hugh, you didn't live here then. you still lived in foster kitty city.

hugh: oh yeah, the place with all the baby cats. i'm like the size of a hundred baby cats!

tater went to live with a very nice person for a while but it turned out tater didn't get on well there. something about insane aggressive biting for no good reason. so now he's living with us again. he has been for a few months now. why don't you guys tell me how things are settling around here?

fraggle: hah! look, i know he's almost twice my size, but you remember that time you and i were sitting there and he came up and smacked me in the face? i used psychology on him. it's the only way to deal with an insane cat. the fact that i didn't hit back and just stared at him freaked him out so much he ran away. we've been fine since then. he doesn't get on my bed and i don't kill him. it's a civilized arrangement

widget: he's fuzzy. i like it. he doesn't like when i wash his hair though and he hits me. i don't like being hit. he leaves plenty of food for me and he always lets me have most of the treats

hugh: i'm under the bed, so i hadn't noticed. he doesn't come under the bed.

tater, how do you like living here?

tater: it's cool. i don't like pill time, but there's always treats after. i mean, i'm kind of glad you got me to like treats. i never liked treats before. those crunchy ones with the soft middles, those are good. it's worth checking in a few times a day for a couple of those. it's nice how we go sit on the deck sometimes. although that fox was weird that one night. he saw me and just ran off into the woods. what's up with the foxes around here?

oh, tater, that's the fox fraggle beat up last year. he's ... kind of afraid of kittehs now.

tater: oh, HER. yeah, i get that. poor fox.

tater will be joining the kitteh commentary in the future. he's still insane though and the prozac doesn't seem to help as much as making sure he has plenty of freedoms and giving him lots of space to be himself. tater is a long term ["lifer"] foster cat from Alley Cats and Angels, much like hugh is.

oh, is this a bad time?

fraggle: if i turn around, this becomes a horror movie and i'm the dumb chick who looked at the serial killer. so i'm just going to pretend there's not a raccoon behind me.

raccoon: i'll come back later.

Thursday, July 21, 2011

the mice are always browner on the other side

Andrea asks: why do cats always sit around staring out windows?

hear that chatter? that's widget practicing killing small animals.

: i don't really sit around staring out windows, myself. i like to go outside but if i'm inside i'd rather be napping or reading. the appeal of the outside through the window used to be a big part of my day, when i lived near a busy road and couldn't actually go out. it was something to do. otherwise, it's just so boring to sit inside and stare at the walls. you can tell by the way that these cats in the friskies cat cam experiment spend a lot of time looking out windows

windows are awesome. if i can't see out the window i knock stuff over until i can. when i look out the windows here i can watch the deer and the birds and the neighbor's chihuahua who poops on the lawn. mom got him on video, maybe you can see him through the blinds? don't worry, he's not actually pooping in this clip

hugh: i like to look out windows. i'm a good cat and i don't go outside so i only look out windows. i promise. at my last place sometimes i could look out the window into the backyard and watch bunnies. the bunnies are a lot bigger here

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Wednesday, July 20, 2011

ChipIn for Alley Cats and Angels

from Alley Cats and Angels of NC

"This year we have had three eye enucleation (removal) surgeries, one diaphragmatic hernia surgeries, an ultrasound to check for kidney stones, and last week a perineal urethrostomy ("PU") surgery for a cat with a urethral obstruction (the PU surgery took 3/4 of our yard sale money). "

because of situations like miranda panda , lacey , tripod kitty and many more, the emergency medical bills for the rescue are over $10,000.00 already this year, beating last year's total of just under $9,000.00 for the whole year.

Please consider donating to help us help those cats less fortunate.

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the kitteh's aunt has a birthday

fraggle and widget would like people to know that their favorite [only] auntie has a birthday coming up and she has asked for donations to
Alley Cats and Angels in lieu of gifts

they used to live with her, with their mom, for a while and she's got a comfy purse

and tasty treats for kittehs.

plus she does a lot of volunteering and works really hard volunteering and making sympathy and thank you cards to help all the kittehs, not just her own.

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