Feather Fever

My favorite toy has some feathers on a string. It is kind of an old toy; it belonged to Elvis Pussley and Addie. For some reason, the lady kept it around. Since I like it so much, she is going to get me one of those "Nekko" toys she has heard about. I'll keep you posted.

Wordless Wednesday

My "Pal" Woody

You may recall from a previous post or two that the lady used to pet-sit for the former landlords' dog, Woody. He would come down to our place for a visit and I liked him even though I was a bit wary.

Woody with Butters the cat.

Woody and I enjoying the shade (last year).

Woody was diagnosed with bone cancer and three weeks ago he had his right rear leg amputated. The lady helped take care of him the past few weeks and she is happy to report that he is doing very well and is almost back to his old self!

A couple of days ago.  Just returned from a walk.

He gets around just fine on three legs. I won't be able to visit him anymore because we moved away and I am not a "traveling" cat, but I wish him the best.

Thinking of the "old days" with Woody.

Mouse-man

When I was an outside cat I had no interest in cat toys. Why would I? The world was my oyster (oysters...bleh!). I hunted many mice and gophers, chased leaves, and stalked trailing vines. Now that I am an indoor cat, I find that I enjoy toys. I started out with a large gray mouse, but I really prefer the tiny fur mice that come in very unmouse-like fluorescent colors. I play with them a lot (when I'm not sleeping). I'm also on a diet.

The Betrayal

Hello everyone! I've been quite busy helping the lady with this move. There was lots of cleaning, painting, organizing, and gnashing of teeth. I have many tales to tell (well, a couple of short stories), so let me begin.

Way back at the end of January, a few days before the lady planned to move into the new place, she wanted to take me to the vet's office to board for a couple of days. She put the carrier in the living room for a few weeks prior so that I would get used to it. One day, she put an open can of Fancy Feast in the carrier. I was curious, but initially walked away. Then, because I trust the lady, I went in the carrier. She shut the door! I started crying loudly. The entire 30 minute ride. The lady says she has never heard anything like it.

While I was at the vet's, the lady thought I should have check-up, a rabies shot, a FVRC-P vaccination, a urine test, and a "general health profile" (blood test). Because I was so distraught, they had to cover my carrier and give me some "gas" to knock me out. They then put me in a prison cage. The lady came to visit me that afternoon. As soon as I heard her voice, I started crying and howling. It was so loud and so pitiful that people came back to see what was going on. I had to stay at this place from Thursday until Saturday. I was then taken to our new home. I will tell you more about that in my next post.

Here I am engaged in my usual activities at the new place.

I'll Soon Be an Indoor Cat

We're moving and I'll become an indoor cat. Although we love living out here in a beautiful setting, the lady says we have to "downsize" (sheesh, she already lives in a 700 square foot cottage). We're moving to a little studio in Cambria within the next 30 to 60 days. She says I have to become a total indoor cat (although there is an enclosed brick patio where she will put my chair and she will "think about" letting me out there, maybe).

So, we won't be posting or visiting blogs very often over the next month or two, but we will try to keep you updated.

Here are some photos of me from two days ago. I'm enjoying the sun and thinking about the future.

Thankful Thursday

The sun came out again today.