The CAT room!

Thanks for the suggestion, DL. I'll give it a try.

My turn.

I absolutely love Ms. Chloe. I made her a homepage, but it needs to be updated.

I love how she holds in her anger.
If the dog or I are somewhere she wants to be, she begins licking you, as she scoots her body to whatever space you open up. She does this for a long time to politely say "can you move?"

Sometimes the dog and I don't listen.

Then, her evil side comes out. She does this backward flip where while upside down, her back paws kick you like a kangeroo. She doesn't even run away after she's karate chopped you. She just sits there with evil eyes like "you get the point yet?!"

My dog always gives up. I feel bad for her b/c she's lost her bed, favorite blankey, good sleep, and the warmth of mommy's lap.

Because of this, I rarely give in to what my cat wants. I feel it's only fair since she treats her sister (dog) so bad. So, as us girls fight, she resorts to whacking her tail at me. I dare someone tell me she doesn't know what she's doing. Her tail will only do this when a body is there to hit HARD. If you move out of the way, you can tell her tail tries to find you and WHAM! Priceless.

DL, I tried the tape. A bust. He barely opened his eyes. Oh well. I had fun making the rope.

The tape sounds interesting. I might try that...

At the moment, we are all extremely cuddly. BigDice and I were in Colorado for two weeks and the cats were taken care of by our neighbour Susanne. She spoils them rotten and enjoys it!

But today, the two cats, BD and I hardly leave the sofa and just enjoy the company. Nisse has a lot to tell us, of course. A lot has happened in these two weeks, I guess...

Ah, we missed them...

Urs, I can picture all of you on the sofa having a love fest. Pics please as soon as you both are recovered from your long trip--we loved seeing you and having time to really visit.

Dys and I are driving to Boston, Connceticut and New York City on Wednesday. On our way home, we will be bringing a cat from my used to be home. My ex-husband doesn't like her and my son can't keep her because of animal restrictions, so I said I'd bring her home with me rather than take the chance my ex might have her put down.

There are several possible problems--first of which is Fred, our conure. Fred has caused huge dogs to back down just by biting them on the nose, but cats are notoriously persistent and Fred is a bird. Of course we will take all precautions and the cat (Spot-named after Data's cat in Star Trek: Next Generation) has never shown any interest in hunting, she is very gentle and shy.

Fred is always with us in the office and we can keep the door closed when we aren't in there or bring him into whatever room we happen to be in at the time. I think this will be enough--Spot loves to cuddle and she won't have any competition from Fred--I let him out of his cage only when we are in the office.

Anyway, wish us luck. We will get back during the last week of October.

(Dys has promised not to teach Fred to say, "Are we there yet?")

Diane, good luck with the kitty! I hope Fred will tolerate her :-) Say hi to Fred!

Btw, I wrote a short summary of last week on the Denver thread...

Take care on your travels!

Thanks Urs. Your description of the drive across to Moab was wonderful.

I used to know a family whose cat slept on top of the birdcage. Never a problem. Spot is a very friendly little cat, so I can only hope.

Maybe I'm feeling a little guilty about Spot as well since she isn't my favorite cat, although I love her. The other cat, Garcon, is one of my alltime favorites. He is bossy, whiney and totally spoiled--a typical male chauvinist pig. Still, I'm crazy about him. My ex can tolerate him though and doesn't like Spot, so here I am. I keep thinking how nice it will be to have a cat around the house again. they always seem to make it cozier and warmer.

Yes, they do, Diane. Nisse agrees... :-) Especially when they both sleep lying on my legs and belly. Wonderful!

So it'll be Diane, Dys, Fred & Spot!
Hooray, a cat again, Diane! Absolutely as things should be!
Ah, I can see lots of Spot & Fred stories coming up?

I told Diane privately that I'm worried sick about Fred. Threatened that all sorts of terrible things might be visited upon Diane if anything happened to that Boid.

On the other hand, I'm glad Spot will have a safe place to be loved. Hey, Diane, keep Spot's bowl filled to the brim at all times. A full cat is a not-gonna-eat-Fred cat.

Roberta!

I never considered that Spot might eat Fred!

Raboita, I am well aware that my favorite goil from da Bronx will have my head if Spot eats Fred. Oooooooo, I'm trembling in my boots...

Really, we will take every precaution and we promise to keep her bowl full, knowing the a full cat is a not-going-to-eat Fred cat. Love it, and you.

I've been sorting through mountains and mountains of papers. I spread everything out on the bed--a big, flat surface. Mikey likes to watch from my grandmother's white silk wing chair that is in my bedroom. (He looks so perfect and beautiful in that chair that it makes me want to cry.) Last night he decided to abandon his spectator position and join me on the bed to help. I didn't accomplish much, but I laughed a lot.

Help from Mikey = antihelp. But fun.

Roberta

I love a cat that participates. And you were trying to find new toys to engage him! YOU are the best toy!
I'm pleased that wing chair of your mother's has remained a favourite with Mikey.

I'm relieved today, after yet another vet visit, yesterday. Poor old Flats was totally out of it, his meow had vanished (though he was still going through the motions, poor thing) & he was even less than enthusiastic about food. A very bad sign! Anyway, it turns out he has a virus - pharyngitis? (like laryngitis.) So, an injection & a new batch of pills .... <sigh> But the good news is that he's perked up a bit this morning. A bit more pep & he even managed to produce a squeak! This not meowing has seriously cramped Flatty's style. He of the Grand Entrance & the simultaneous grand meow! Sort of took the wind out of his sails.

Olga, Flatty's meow shall rise again! I'm sorry that the poor little guy is under the weather. I'm worrying from halfway around the world. Both of you take care.

It sounds like a Gwen John painting - lovely




msolga - poor Flatty - pharyngitis is miserable - with Rosie never miaowing or purring we wouldn't notice if she had it - it's weird as both my daughters have cats that are so vocal you can hear them nagging away during phone calls (jealousy?) Fingers crossed for a quick recovery

Roberta - does Mikey like cardboard boxes? <they really add that je ne sais quoi to your decor> Rosie loves to dive in and out of boxes, bites them <better them than me> and scrabbles about excitedly if you make rustling noises for her to scrabble at, also bags of newspapers

Vivien, Thanks for the lovely painting. The feeling I get from Mikey in the chair is intense. The whiteness of the chair and the whiteness of Mikey contrasted with his tabby parts and his green eyes. But I think that what sends me over the edge is the perfect match--the curve of the chair and the curve of Mikey's back. Made for each other.

Mikey's had his share of boxes in the past. And they did, indeed, add a certain something to the decor. He's less interested now. For one thing, he doesn't fit in a lot of boxes. But I have the feeling that if the papers I'm sorting weren't in boxes, Mikey would be in them (the boxes, not the papers).

Oh yes - boxes... We have a very attractive one in our kitchen. Mysan just loves it. And the top of that box is in the little hallway right in front of our guest bathroom. It is so much fun to jump into that and slide on the floor.

I just had to go downstairs and feed the wild bunch. Nisse was yelling at me. Since we got back from Colorado he is still very, very talkative. Probably still telling about how much fun it was with our neighbor. She is just spoiling them rotten whenever we are on vacation.

probably telling you not to dare to go off again!

any recent photos?

Urs, I'm so glad you're back home with the kitties, I know they missed you both terribly.

When are you coming back to Cocoa Beach? Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh........