Bad Haiku

Kitty castrated//
Sweet cat so betrayed again/
Bye bye furry balls//

All cats stirred up here//
Brother no balls smells funny//
Be gone strange kitty//

Chaska not happy//
Too much tension with my four//
Return, normal day//

Tomorrow will come//
Pretty balls gone now o.k.//
We still like haiku//

A Day in The Life Of....

Just as I was thinking I would need to open another can of "Hunter's stew with duck", Rudy walked away in disgust. Too crowded for his royal Abyssinian highness. Miki vanished shortly hereafter.


Too full to move, it's time for a nap. It looks peaceful here, and it IS, except for this morning when I was awakened very early. What's funny is that only last night I was thinking about how much fun the kittens are. This moring I woke up to Sophie chewing on my toes, and Santino pouncing around on my body. Couldn't go back to sleep. Discovered both food bowl completely empty.

Animal Communication

This is Chocolate Point Balinese Santino, after whom I named my little boy Santino. Balinese are small cats...usually 7 to 8 pounds, but Santino Sr. is from Sweden where they like a lot of cat. He is 10 pounds, I was delighted to hear. More of a good thing is simply wonderful! I expect my Santino will reach 9 pounds.:-)

I tuned into Val Heart's teleseminar on Animal Communication. (Unfortunately, she is now limiting her practice to horses and dogs, or I would use her to talk to Santino about his trip here, and to Sophie about her trust issues. ) Though I continue to remain skeptical, I am most interested. I would LOVE to take the 10 hour ++ course in Animal Communication, but I can't spend the $499! It's fascinating stuff! Everything the animal expresses is an effort to communicate with us. Animals are spiritual beings with their own valid viewpoints. Are we willing to open our minds and willing to hear them? Animals live in a feeling world. They are not busy mentally like we are. They feel what we feel....they mirror us. (Makes me wonder about peeing problems of the past! I'm so glad that Rudy stops at merely making motions to cover up food that he doesn't like, and that I get it, and he doesn't need to take another step to making me understand!)

I now wish I had taken the time and effort to fly up to get Santino, spending a couple of days with him before traveling with him in the cabin. He must have been so very scared! I was not thinking!!! Taken from his home with his human mom and dad, adoring cat mom and lots of little relatives and put on a noise plane with strangers. Cruel, I now think. Oh, and Sophie.....She is still a bit scared of me, but I sense her love for me so clearly. I'm thinking it's not my imagination. It's in the way she looks at me....and, in how she treats precious Santino. Someday, she, too, will be nestled against my head when I sleep.

http://www.valheart.com/5SecretsThx.html

Kitty Dynamics

This cat tower is a major activity center. The two kittens have claimed it for themselves. Sophie captured it from Rudy, but
she did not argue with Santino when he claimed it for his own.
So far it's looking like he intends to be top cat here.:-)

















Sophie and Santino always wind up together. Only when Santinoto lies on top of Sophie,does she move. She is such an easy-going cat. She never swats anyone.

My friend, Louise, was right. Four is a better number than three. The two young ones have bonded, and the older two are much happier not being bothered too much by either kitten. They are very tolerant and kind, but draw the line at being pounced on, sat one, or the like. And, for the first time ever, I have witnessed Rudy and Miki grooming each other!

They share me fairly well during the night, lining up in a kitty train along my side. There is jostling for position, though, and none of us sleep until the older two just give up and let Santino have my shoulder and face. Next comes either Miki or Rudy...whichever arrives first to claim the spot below Santino, and at the foot of the bed is Sophie. Santino sleeps curled into me, but Rudy and Miki stretch out full length. When I shift, the jokeying for position starts all over. I think I just figured out why I wake up tired, duh.

Santino was diagnosed with "gastroenteritis" yesterday, and much to my relief, he is better today. I was happy with the vet's approach of starting conservatively while alerting me to the importance of calling him today, and not waiting until Monday. So, Dr. Doogie has passed the second "interview". I liked him even more yesterday....and, today, since Santino is much better.

Oh, by the way....suede cloth is the perfect material as far as I'm concerned! The upholstered chair which was covered with a volume of liquid vomit, dried without a mark on it. All I did was blot it with paper towels. Sometimes, cleaning fluids or water leave a worse stain, and I'm so glad I waited. Yes, I am a cat-lady, but I don't want my house to look like a cat-house. LOL

Chloe

This kitty's name is Chloe she is a real sweetheart. She belongs to a friend of mine.
She appeared one day at their house and stayed. I know this picture looks like she was sampling the wine but she really wasn't. My friend is an artist so that is the reason for the nicely composed picture. As well as a very co operative kitty.
I have a new picture of Leroy that I want to post but I have to down load it from the camera. I will do it as soon as I can.

Barfing Birthday

Santino is 6 months old today. Just like a human baby, he barfed. He was sitting on the back of this livingroom chair, but as soon as I lifted my camera in for the perfect birthday shot, he barfed all over the chair. I watched in mild horror as the barf formed a puddle on the chair seat. By the time I unfroze, it was over, and all I got was him looking at the barf with a puzzled expression.

He had skipped dinner last night and breakfast this morning...so his tummy had been upset. He is fine now, however, sweetly cuddled in my lap.

Somebody is always barfing! And, it's always very shortlived, and I never get to the bottom of it, damn it. No hairballs, no stray rubber bands, no pieces of silk plant, nothing.

Interviewing the Vet

Santino and I interviewed Dr. Doogie this morning. He is 30, he told us, but looks like he's 18. We liked what we could see of the practice, and we liked Dr. Doogie and the vet tech...yeah, we liked the vet tech in spite of her tongue piercing.

Santino is a BIG little boy of 5.2 pounds!( God, he feels good to cuddle!) Wow! His daddy must be big. Santino protested all the way to the vet, only 10 minutes away. But, he was fine once he was there, as well as on the return trip home. I was very happy about how he was about being handled! I made a neutering appointment for next Monday. I think we have made a good match....The vet is only two years out of school, but I am looking at his being familiar with the latest, though with typical Texas limitations. Geez!

Rudy was visibly happy to have Santino back home. :-)