Monday, September 28, 2009

My Sweet, Beautiful Kitties

We are a happy family!  The kitties have been especially happy the past several days as I've had the flu and there has been either a prone body or at least a lap available.  I didn't mind a bit. 

Speaking of laps, Santino and Miki both are lap kitties, not that I generally sit often.  Santino is insistent, and if I refuse to make a full lap available to him, he drapes himself over my shoulder.  He is as cuddly as the best stuffed toy, and as silky soft as an Angora rabbit.  Miki's body is firmer, more muscular and his coat is velvet.  Rudy sleeps next to me but insists I keep hands off.  I yearn to cuddle Sophie, but although I am now allowed very close, I still can't touch her.  She's completely comfortable with her brothers, though. :-)

There doesn't seem to be an alpha cat here.  All four are gentle and friendly with each other.  They could be jealous of Santino who plays "kissy-face" often with me, but Santino is equally affectionate with them, as well, and shows no favoritism to any one of the three.
I am a lucky Mom!

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Life Goes On

I'm a bit slow with the camera, or, perhaps, it's that most of the time my cats ARE really resting.  This is the window on which I keep the blind pulled up so Sophie can see the flying insects in the flowers. It's my kitty T.V., only the others who have not been outside cats ever, aren't very interested.  They will watch a DVD with me before they'll spend time at the windows.

At this moment, Miki and Santino are curled up comfortable that they are two hours past their usual dinner time. :-)  while Rudy is throwing up in the hallway, and Sophie is looking at me beseechingly to feed her.  I'm going to do just that, and wake up the two sleeping boys!

Tuesday, September 15, 2009


Miki arrived at our house as a 6 month old kitten, spitting and hissing like a dragon.  I actually thought about naming him "Dragon-Nail", which my daughter...then 5 yrs. old....had suggested I name her newly born sister. I have to admit I was a real idiot about doing the introductions and we were all lucky that Zippy took over as "Big Mom".

He wrapped Miki up in his paws and gave him a bath, visibly happy .  From then on, Zippy and Miki were inseperable.  I had not gotten a kitten for myself.....He was Zippy's precious "Mikimoto"... for the pearls...whom he taught how to fetch better than any dog, a game which we  played to my exhaustion.:-)    But, how do you say "no" to the most amazing azure blue eyes in the world?  

Though I was happy that Miki brought so much joy into Zippy's life, I was a bit worried about what might happen when Zippy died.  I spent more and more time with Miki, but I was clearly always his second choice.  When Zippy went to the Rainbow Bridge, I had prepared myself the whole 9 months of his illness, Miki searched and searched the house every night, all night long.  I would lie in bed crying more for Miki who was suffering than for Zippy.   

That was almost three years ago....or was it  only two???  Very gradually,  Miki's nightle searching and howling has decreased.   He no longer plays fetch....He seldom plays at all. Miki now sleeps up tight against me, preferring to be surrounded by my warmth, as in between my torso and arm, or nestled between my upper legs.  All goes well if I'm not having a restless night.  Santino would gladly cuddle with him, but he is clearly the baby, and so is Miki, I believe, in his own mind.  How long does a cat mourn?  If one is talking about a Siamese, perhaps it's forever.

My Siamese and my similarly sweet and loving.  They are the only ones there in the bed with me when I awake, both ready to greet me and be petted.   Yes, I love all four, but these two are extra special.


Friday, September 11, 2009


Rudy was a gift from Miki and Kobe's breeder, after Kobe died.  I wanted another Siamese, but she was now breeding Abyssinians only.  Rudy's mom had contracted a virus and the litter came out with various "defects" to render them worthless as show or breed cats.  The breeder had triumphed with Rudy's beautiful color, but he had a kinked tail. I had always though Abys to be exotically gorgeous cats, and I was thrilled.

Not for long.  Rudy was the kitten from hell.  He never slept.  He was never a kitten on steroids.  He was mostly air-borne, and did not walk the ground like ordinary cats.  Siamese are agile, and they did climb the draperies when little....This cat, however, was an athlete...and an arial walker.  He walked the drapery rods 8 feet high with the greatest of ease, infuriating Zippy and Miki who couldn't quite perform the same feats.
Rudy's jumps spanned an easy 10 feet horizontally, and that was mid-air....from the tops of furniture to furniture, frequently flying right over my head.  I believe he liked my reaction of horror, awe, amazement, and surprise, aptly expressed by a scream.  Yes, he got off on it, I was convinced!

He rode most of the trip from California to Texas in the litter box., filling the van with an incredible noxious stench.  While Miki was happier than I had seen him in years on the long trip, Rudy had stress diarrhea.  He still gets the "runs" if stressed.  Now, at almost 5 years old, he has calmed down a lot, and is a good companion who is always near me, always alert and interested.  (He can't, however, be bothered with doing anything but gulping his food whole....which he then vomits back up ...also whole.)

He is very social, never having met a human or another cat he doesn't like.  When Nate was a toddler, Rudy allowed him to throw crayons at him.  He assists all workmen who come into the house, greets every guest, and nurtures kittens....well, at least the two Balinese, first Blue and now Santino.  He loved both kittens, growing tired of them only when he discovered they were here to stay.  Now he screams like a banshee when Santino jumps on him.  He doesn't go after him, though.  Very sweet....He has begun bathing Santino and Miki, both.

He manages to sleep on my head at night....and licks me with an incredibly wet tongue whenever he can get away with it.  I appreciate him (now) and I love him.  He is drop-dead gorgeous, his coloring so beautiful it almost takes my breath away, but Abys as a breed are "foreign" to me....perhaps, only so because of a lifetime with Siamese.

Rudy has always loved water.  He likes to drink out of a running stream, so he has his own fountain.  In the mornings, he hops into the shower, looking up and carefully gauges how much time he has after I turn on the water.  He loves this game, though I still have not figured out quite what the point is.  He seems he is daring the shower to get him wet.:-)

His interest in water has contributed to my downfall on his training.  I've always used a water spray bottle as "enforcer" of household rules.  Rudy loves the bottle!  I had to stop using it because rather than a deterrent, it was a wonderful game for him.  This, and his personality....completely absent any desire to please me....makes him a challenge to love.  He is the only cat who continues to scratch furniture and walls, and wakes me in the middle of the night furiously emptying the litter box of litter.  His teeth are terrible, incurring large dental bills.  He will never allow himself to be held....never....and is feared by the vet staff who does not believe that he is not in any way a mean cat....just cannot stand being held. 

Yes, everyone who meets him falls in love and wants him.  I have offered to let him go several times, and just as quickly known that I cannot part with him.  I love him.

Wednesday, September 9, 2009


Sophie is a very even-tempered, loving kitty.  Even though I am still not permitted to touch her or even get very near...(Her personal space is now down to only 18" provided I am not looking at her.)....and, yet, I imagine she looks at me adoringly and would love to be closer to me if she only could.

This is a first for me.  She is the first cat with whom I have shared my house and my heart while not insisting on her physical closeness, accepting her exactly as she is.  I appreciate her gentleness and her extreme patience with her brothers, the spoiled princes.  I appreciate her playfulness and her good bathroom manners.  And, of course, she is beautiful.

Sophie shows no interest in ever going out the door, and yet she is the only one of my kitties familiar with the out of doors.  She prefers to enjoy it in safety, though....spending much time at the window looking and chattering at birds and bugs.  One of the bedroom windows is her favorite, as it is a particularly low one, so she can comfortable sit on the floor while looking out directly into a bush teeming with butterflies and other insects.  Kitty T.V.!  Speaking of which....last night, she watched a video. with me...from a safe distance, of course.  She would look at the T.V. and then at me...back and forth.  After a while Santino joined her and she wrapped him up in her paws. So, so sweet!!!!

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

My Adored

One has to have many cats in order to appreciate the large variations in their purrsonalities.  I say "appreciate" because if one did not it would make for a very miserable life.  I may get a little annoyed when Santino steps into my coffee, claws his way up to my shoulder, or does not pause screaming during the entire time I am getting his treats.....BUT, love puts it all into perspective.  I mean, to love means to love all of him :-) though I don't necessarily have to like it all.  The truth is that I really don't care about any of it.....I drink the coffee, anyway, and I've learned to wear old shirts at home so I don't mind the little holes.

Oh, and there's his habit of loudly announcing when he has to go to the, not always, but certainly always in the very early morning.  Nothing's wrong....It translates into a toddler's "Mom, MOM!  I am going potty!  MOM!  POTTY! "  He is passionate about pretty much everything!  My son.

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Happy Birthday, Santino!

Today was Santino's birthday!!!! He turned 9 months old. We began the day with "kissy face"....had the bedroom to ourselves, just he and I, smooching to our hearts content. Such bliss!

He reminded me of a little dog as I put the lei on him.....He seemed so pleased with my exclaiming over him!:-)

Later in the day, he napped, and played with Sophie and Rudy.

Chicken treats, too!!! Such a great kitten!!!
(Such a great Mommy.:-)

Tuesday, September 1, 2009


Santino and Miki are in agreement. This is not right! Our beds are gone! Why is she doing this to us?

Not happy campers. Miki, especially, does that "long-suffering" look really well.

Santino has found how to have fun with this.
(look in the lower left corner) He also "tunneled" both the sheets that came off and the ones that went on the bed, happily crawling under and through.

At last, our ordeal is over! That wore us out...., and now for a nap.