Tuesday, September 1, 2009
CHARLY
Well, Charly, our gypsy cat, has moved out again. I call him a gypsy because he and Shawn move around so much. Shawn has been doing some short-term leases for the last several months and when Charly can't go with him, he brings him to us. Then, when he finds a new place that allows Charly, Shawn takes him back! We love Charly and I am missing him so much. He was at our house at least a month. We got so used to him being there. It's strange coming into the house and he's not there.
Sunday, August 2, 2009
Bath time
All the cats got a good grooming today. They got a "sponge bath" with a cat bath wipe, then they were furminated with the furminator. It's like a brush, only it "rakes" their fur and takes enough fur off each cat to make a whole new cat. Then, the last step in our 3 step grooming process was to put some liquid flea/tick medicine on their necks to protect them for a month. None of them were too fond of the bath or the meds, but everyone likes to be furminated. Probably because is scratches their backs so well. Chrissy loves it. I swear, if she were human, she'd be at the beauty parlor and nail salon all the time.
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Monday, May 25, 2009
MOUSE HUNT
I went for a mouse hunt today. What's a mouse hunt? The cats have their toy mice. They play with them and eventually, they push them under furniture. The hutch, the china cabinet, so on. They can't reach them. I have to get a flash light, a long stick of some sort--like my Swiffer Duster. I extend it all the way. Then I get all the way down on the floor--on my stomach--and with the flashlight, I locate the mice. With the Swiffer Duster, I pull the mouse within my reach and toss it for the cats. (While there, I go ahead and dust under the furniture.)
Of course, once I toss the mouse for the cats to chase after, they don't.
I swear, I think they just sit there watching me get the mice as a test to see if I am still dumb enough to get down and pull the mice out. I am.
Of course, once I toss the mouse for the cats to chase after, they don't.
I swear, I think they just sit there watching me get the mice as a test to see if I am still dumb enough to get down and pull the mice out. I am.
Monday, February 16, 2009
Charly
Charly went back home to live with Shawn. Shawn moved to a new place and now he is able to have his cat. That is as it should be--but, boy, do we miss Charly!
Saturday, February 7, 2009
Charly
Sunday, January 18, 2009
LINKS TO CAT PHOTOS
Charly and his mouse:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/11443252@N07/3153294705/in/set-72157611906820789/
Chrissy naps under the Christmas tree:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/11443252@N07/3153298407/in/set-72157611906820789/
Eeyore:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/11443252@N07/3154134644/in/set-72157611906820789/
http://www.flickr.com/photos/11443252@N07/3153294705/in/set-72157611906820789/
Chrissy naps under the Christmas tree:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/11443252@N07/3153298407/in/set-72157611906820789/
Eeyore:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/11443252@N07/3154134644/in/set-72157611906820789/
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