Until one has loved an animal, part of the soul remains unawakened

Until one has loved an animal, part of the soul remains unawakened


Sunday, October 5, 2014

Cat Refuses To Go Outside!

When I got out of the house dat time fur nine too many days,  I thot I was gonna be alone furrever! Ya might say it wuz my own fault fur pushin' da door open and gettin' out. But, in my own deefence, I jus gotta say, it weren't all me.

Da door latch thingy-bopper thing was loose. I dint know it wus loose. I wuz just watchin' da birdies outside, cuz dey wuz eatin' da bird seed out there. I stood up so I could see dem better and whoops!!! Da door open like majick!

Well dat scared the heck outta all dem birdies and dey flew every which way. Den dat scared da heck outta me too and I ranned every which way too!

I dint know which way to run furst. I wanted ta run with da birdies, but dey be flyin' and I don't has no wings ta foller dem up high. But I can leap high. So dat what I did. I leaped high up on da fence. Den I saw birdies over there somewhere, so I went after dem birdies.

I had a really good time at furst. But, I wuz also kinda nervous and scared. I'm dat way naturally ya know. Dat's why my name is Timmy da Timid! Of course.

So, before ya knowed it. I was lost.

Timmy da Timid no go outside! Nope! Never!
Dat's when I went and hid in that old building. It looked a lot just like my own garage, but once I got inside I unnerstood it weren't mine. But, hey. I wuz so tired, I jus' had ta take a nap before I went home. But, somebody come along and shut dat door. I was stuck inside there for many many furrever days!

Since I been back home, I not feelin very good. CatMom, she taking good care of me. Finally, I can eat now. I getting my handsome figure back in shape. But, sometimes my eye gets all sore. CatMom say I still too nervy. I think I da same old me. But now her getting dat catio built and she wants ta put music out dere for us cats to help us reelax.

I don't think I ever wants to go outside evver again!!! Music or no music! Ain't no music gonna make me reelax if I'm outside da house!!

Music For Cats 35 minutes 
Relax my cat Lullaby 
Relaxing music for cats to sleep - lullabies for cats

Thursday, September 25, 2014

What to Do After Your Lost Cat Comes Home

Princess Royale
Buffy da Bampire Flayer
This is da Princess Royale... Buffy da Bampire Flayer bloggin' taday. I got some news for ya.

Rember when my brudder, Timmy da Timid ran away from home last month?(okay... him says him dint get runned away. Him jus' aksadentally gots out da back door and gots scared. Then he run away!) Rember when dat happen? And rember how hard it was on CatMom. Her has da bad blood cancer, Leukemia. It makes her so tired. She could only lie down on da bed and worry 'bout Timmy.

Oh, yes, we was worried too.  Me and da royal Hi-ness Queen Bambi was lying on the bed with CatMom to comfort her and gives her healin' vibes all da time. That way she could go outside and try ta find dat lost Timmy sometimes.

But, it took Timmy 9 days ta come home. And he was so sick.
He gotted all skinny and him fur weren't shiny no more and him eyes all sunken in. And he din't have no water in his body and he had to go see da VET! And da VET had ta, put more water into him for two days and it costed a lots of money for CatMom. Then she had ta take me an Queen Bambi ta da VET, too. Make sure we dint get exposed to and dizeases and we gots shots and flea baths. Dat was a big waist, cuz we ended up with fleas anywho.

So now, CatMom gonna get a Catio built. Our CatDaddy, da Monk was gonna build it for us. And him started it, but him had ta go into da hospital to the purrson VET (they calls em doctors) and he had ta have him neck cut into and we don't see him no more. And he cant come over, and him cant build da Catio.

But, CatMom she cant stand it no more. She so scared one of us gonna get out again, like da oringinal Dowager Queen did and got killed by dawg from before I was born.

Example of a Catio
Borrowed from Highland Beach Condos Site.
So, she gonna pay somebody ta build da Catio. Queen Bambi is so happy about this, cuz she LOVES ta go outside. And Timmy is happy cuz he want to be safe to go outside, but not get lost and sick.

Me? I not sure if I wants to be outside in da Catio or not. But, CatMom, she da happiest of all. But, she worry how much moneys it gonna cost her. She say it worth it, because we is her precious furbabies, and she make sacrifices no matter what for us. CatMom LOVES us so much! So, maybe I will like da Catio, after all.

Friday, September 19, 2014

Cat Growls!

Buffy is a cat with extra toes.
Today, Buffy announced to CatMom that someone had driven into the driveway. She had been curled up on the bed, snoozing.

We all have acute hearing. Queen Bambi and I also heard the truck drive up. Bambi went to the window to take a look, and I went underneath the couch to hide. But, it was Buffy who woke right up and growled out loud. In fact she growled twice!

It was enough to make CatMom pay attention. She realized though Buffy appeared to be asleep, she was very alert!

I might point out that Buffy is a smart kitty. She's got more sense than to get up and go running to the door and bark like a dog. She knew CatMom would get up and go take a look. CatMom has us cats all figured out. And there was the new visitor, CatMom's friend, John Pianavilla who came to the house last week and measured up the space in the backyard just off the big sliding glass doors where we like to look out at the birds every day. We wonder what he was doing there.

But, we had a surprise tonight! We were all snuggled down on the bed with CatMom watching the TV.

Can you see how disturbed her royal highness is about the growl!
 All of a sudden we heard a very big and long growling!

Buffy and I looked at each other.

We knew it wasn't us. And we knew it certainly wasn't Bambi who did that deep long growl. Because Bambi jumped up from her spot all upset.

She had been laying on CatMom's belly and she could hear the growling loudest of us all. Pretty scarey for us all!

CatMom laughed at us for being so alarmed. SHE was the one who was growling! Or... actually, I should point out... it was her belly!!!

This is Timmy da Timid reporting.

Wednesday, September 10, 2014

Flea Bath Horrors

Because of Timmy coming home all loaded with fleas, it wasn't long before Queen Bambi and I were itching and scratching too. Then, of course CatMom takes us all to the vet and we get baths. Yes, Baths!!!! It's humiliating and mortifying! I shudder when I think of it! I've spent all week trying to get my furs all rearranged how they belong.
CatMom and Princess Buffy

Of course I'm mad at Timmy!I mean, that's my right as the Princess Royale. Isn't it?

When he was gone I had my right to the throne guaranteed. I had best snuggle spot in the left armpit of CatMom and Queen Bambi had the right one.

Then the prodigal prince comes back and I have to let go of my inheritance? Sat What? I don't think so bruther!

Okay! Okay! Well now that you all know and.... I am sure... understand my position, I will tell you how magnanimous I am being presently. I even let Timmy do the nose to nose with me yesterday. And when he jumped on the bed, I pretended I dint even notice. Behavior becoming a princess, I assure you!

Timmy finally smells like one of our pride. So, I can accept that he belongs here, but I still am not so sure I want to share my CatMom with him. Especially since she is pampurring Timmy so much since he returned.
Buffy the Pillow Cat Marks Her Spot
So, when he's watching the hummingbirds at the feeders, I just moves into the middle of the bed up there between the pillows where CatMom sleeps and I stays there all day, just to make sure Timmy gets the message about who belongs where!

That guarantees my position, and reminds Timmy that he is not yet off the hook, entirely.

What's fair is fair. Right?

Tuesday, September 9, 2014

Judge Me Not

Buffy da Bampire Flayer
"Princess Royale"
All this fuss about the return of the Prodigal Prince, and no one has bothered to learn how the Princess Royale (moi, Buffy da Bampire Flayer) feels about it. No they haven't!

Of course I was upset! Timmy never said a word to anyone before he left, didn't tell us where he was going, let us worry for days and days without so much as a mew.

Then nine days later he comes home smelling of "stranger danger" and everyone is surprised that I'm not welcoming him with open paws.  Come one peeples! I'm telling you, Timmy stank, stunk, stinked!

Plus, he was acting all weak, and you know what that means! I HAD to growl and hiss at him and give a bit to warn him to stay away from me.
Yeah, yeah, I admit he was skinny and sunken in at the eyes, and had those sores on his paws from trying to escape where he was locked in and CatMom had to take him to the vet to get well.

But, honestly, I sort of didn't recognize him. So, please don't judge me for being a cat! (a royal princess calico polydactal cat!)

Thursday, September 4, 2014

No Place Like Home

I love cats because I enjoy my home; 
and little by little, 
they become its visible soul.

~Jean Cocteau

Timmy da Timid Scallywag says:
"Dere's no place like home!"
A note from MomCat: Timmy is so glad to be home. Princess Buffy da Bampire Flayer is finally being more tolerant of her wayward prince, and has stopped growling, hissing and chasing after him (well, not so much as before, that is.) 

Friday, August 22, 2014

The Prince Returns

Queen Bambi here. I'm proud and relieved to announce that... ta da! Timmy's Home! Timmy's Home!! Yes, indeed the young prince has returned!!!
Last night our CatMom was determined. She had already done everything she could to find Timmy.

She posted and handed out flyers to the neighbors. She posted online to all the local sites. She placed an ad in the newspaper.

She drove up and down the streets calling our fine boy until her voice stopped. But all to no avail!

You know CatMom has a condition called leukemia. It makes her very tired and exhausted a lot. It was hard for her to get out and do all those things. She would have done so much more if she had been feeling more like her old self.

But, she is clever for a hooman. So she recorded her voice, calling Timmy, onto her cellphone. Then she set it to go off in her alarm clock app every ten minutes for three hours straight last night. She hooked it up to a speaker and aimed it out the window to play over and over again.

She knew if Timmy was anywhere in the neighborhood, he could hear it, and hone in on the location and find his way home.

And it worked!!!

Just a few hours later, I heard a thump about six o'clock this morning. So I jumped on the bed, waking up CatMom while I leaped up to the window to look out.

She joined me and called Timmy. Lo and behold! He answered!

Thursday, August 14, 2014

Lost Cat Watsonville California. Please Help!

Reward for finding my odd eye white cat. Watsonville near Bridge Street off Bronte. Call 831-7869795 if you see him. Check your backyard and garage just in case he is injured. Tuesday morning Aug 12, I discovered that Timmy was missing!

I have a "cat flap" that leads from the laundry room to the garage. The cats like to go hang out in the garage climbing boxes and shelves and seeing who can be highest. Timmy was the king of the castle in there.

I can go out the garage back door to get into the back yard. I didn't realize the latch on the door was not all that secure. Apparently the last time I went through, the latch did not click.

There's a bird feeder out there. I know the cats always like to watch the birdies from the many windows in that door. So the temptation of going through that door when it was not properly latched would have been strong.

The fence to the neighbor on the right is within 5 feet. The neighbor in the back (20 feet?) feeds birds on her patio floor.

The temptation, I'm sure, might have been stronger than his fear. Unfortunately the next neighbor over had the carpet cleaners there that day. BIG NOISES! I imagine that's what scared him further away. There's also construction going on in the neighborhood.

I am going out of my mind with worry. I have leukemia and though my chemo pills keep the disease at bay, I have little stamina. I made flyers. I went door to door for about seven houses and talked to each person there. The heat got to me and I had to go home to rest.

That evening I went out with a neighbor and we were able to do a few more houses. But, it was still quite challenging for me. Today I have a doctor's appointment and need to save my energy to drive there and see her. I cannot live my life any other way, but to measure out how much energy I can use at a time.

I am wracking my brain trying to figure out ways to get him back. I've posted in all the Watsonville (California) Facebook groups about the situation and asked for help. I've been to the local shelter and filed a lost kitty report as well as posted flyers in English and Spanish. I've notified my local vet's office, dropped by another vet's office and gave them a flyer, too. Now, I'm posting this. Please share with others. Call me at 831-786-9795

Yes, Timmy has a micro-chip. He's neutered. Doesn't have a collar. He always chewed them off or got them caught in his teeth.

Tuesday, August 12, 2014

Cats In Heat

We wuz all lying around enjoying da warmth today.
Den we decided to share the secrets of kitty happiness... HEAT!!!

Queen Bambi says,
Direct Sunshine while walking the garden.
Indirect Sunshine while sitting in the doorway.
Indirect Sunshine from behind the screen door.
Direct Sunshine while rolling on mother earth.
Direct Sunshine while rolling on the sidewalk.
Indirect Sunshine while lying on the sun warmed carpet.

Buffy da Bampire Flayer says,
Electric blanket heat while lying upon it.
Electric blanket heat while lying beneath it.
Electric heater heat while backed up to it.
Electric heater heat while nose to nose with it.
Gas heater heat with belly exposed.
(Of course that means scorched fur!)

Me? Timmy da Scallywag? 
What I say?

Da ONLEE best heat place is snuggled up beside my MomCat.
Da ONLEE second best heat place is snuggled up beside CatDaddy.
Him gives da bestest ear scrubs!

Sunday, August 10, 2014

Time to Wake Up

We were anxiously awaiting for CatMom to get out of bed.
Seemed like she had been resting all day!

I guess her working in the catnip garden with Queen Bambi yesterday tired her out!

I, Timmy da Scallywag (previously da Timid), stands in doorway and repeetedly gave my best “it's time get up” yowls! But she just snuggled deeper into her pillow!

Why she do dat? She not appreesheeate my singing talents??? Bambi sez nope. She sez it cuz my singing voice is too squeeky. How cheeky of her to say that... even if she is the queen! But, methinks might be troo!

Buffy gets to go lie down on CatMom's bed all da time. In fact that exactly where Buffy is ALL da time. She never move! She just one big lump of cat fur. Usually she not move. But when we came in to check on mommy dis meowning, Buffy gave us da Evil Eye and Low Growl!

But da Queen, she not put off by da stare down! Bambi, she got real sneaky! She slinked under the bed, then stood on her toes and nudged CatMom's hand which was hanging there just waitin' for it. But, Buffy wasn't about ta let us wake her up. Buffy ran right across Mom’s belly to challenge Bambi. Thwomph! Thwomph! Thwomph!

See what I means? Is dat not the Evilest Eyes you ever saw?
So, Guess what happened next?

We were, ALL three of us, put out of the room and the door shut in our faces! How could CatMom do that to her precious furbabies? Later she got up and finally tried to give us attention. But you can have the satisfaction of knowing, we were having none of that!

Sunday, June 15, 2014

Timmy Remembers the Young Feral Kittens

Since da weather has been nice, MomCat has been letting Queen Bambi go out in da garden with her. Bambi is a Wild One! But, me and Buffy would rather stay inside where it's safe. Today, we watched Bambi through da window. She wuz rolling in da dirt! Phew! You wouldn't believe how she smells when she comes back inside! Ya'd neber know her wuz a Queen!

She tells us dat Shadow is outside buried deep in da dirt and she always goes over to his rock pile to say hello to him. But, Buffy and I know dat even though Shadow's body is buried, he is not dere because he left for da Rainbow Bridge. And who knows? Maybe he is already back into his new life as a kitten again. We sure hope he will be a healthier one this time.

Dat's Buffy an' me sniffin' da door
It was two years ago when we first realized CatMom had brought home Shadow and his brother, Pinky. We had our nose at da door of the room day was in. We could smell der sweet kitten smell, and were so curious. We wanted ta get in der and check them out. But, CatMom was very protective of dem. She dint want us to scare dem.

Dis is Shadow and Pinky when dey first came ta live with us. They were about six weeks old at da time. Ain't dey da cutest widdle kitts ya eber did see?

We sure do miss those widdle guys!

Tuesday, January 14, 2014

A Queen's Perogative

I really got annoyed with my momcat last night. First, she didn't give me fresh water, just that old stale stuff from yesterday.

Then, I really wanted canned food. I like the dry food, but my tummy wanted the soft stuff, and no matter how much I MEOWED and YEOWLED, she just pretended she didn't know what I was talking about. I ended up having to eat the dry stuff! And she put it in that glass again. She says so I will not eat so fast. She says so I will lose weight! How insulting momcat is!

THAT is no way to treat the Queen of the land! If I had any other servants besides her, I would be able to get my point across more quickly.

As it was, I was quite disappointed. She tries, but she is an idiot. How many times do I have to say, "fresh water" before she gets the hint?

I have repeated it and repeated it over and over again, and she just turns a deaf ear! Then, she is pouty when she picks me up and I don't want to be held.

If she can't do what I want, why should I be nice to her? Okay, so I'm being very grouchy today. But what is a royal purrsonage to do? I am going to go lie on the bed and look beautiful as usual.

Friday, December 27, 2013

Lion Pillow Bed Fit for a Prince

We have been playing Musical Beds, challenging each other constantly.

Timmy has a round pillow bed (with a Lion head!) that he curls up on. CatMom and Kats bought it for him for Christmas.
I understand why. Every one of us has our own special bed, but Timmy only had the space on top of the fish tank to call his own. Though it is warm, it has no softy-ness!

Still... I know the lion pillow is really Timmy's special bed. But, as the Queen, I should have had first dibs on it!

At first, we were all over it every chance we got. Shadow sniffed it up one side and down the other. I've tried it out a number of times. As long as Timmy was asleep somewhere else, we got away with it. Why he doesn't just sleep on it all the time, now that he has it? I haven't figured out!

But Buffy gets nervous if Timmy just opens his eyes. She flies!! It's not that she's scared of him. She's just a flighty cat! Silly Girl!

But, not me! I stand my ground until Timmy gets up to chase me! Then I slip away under the bed and wait! And I come out later when he isn't looking.

Though, now I have been able to sneak up on him and lie down beside him when he is on his lion pillow bed. So, maybe, just maybe, he will relinquish it to me soon.

Maybe if I dub him Prince, he will do the honorable thing and move on over to make room for Her Royal Highness... Me! Looks like I have a chance. See how he's reaching out to me as if to welcome me?

Tuesday, December 24, 2013

Bambi's Birth Announcement

Bambi made it a point to remind me of her birthday today, Christmas Eve. Yesterday she sneaked out the front door by pushing it open and running outside to roll in the dirt. Of course, when she does this, I have no way to coax her home. She's too smart for that.

Following her through the neighborhood only encourages her to roam further as she knows I "have her back". So, as much as it distresses me. I have to just stay in the house nice and calm waiting for her to come home... a nearly impossible task, since it makes me even more distressed pretending that I'm not at all freaked out!

Usually it doesn't take long. There's no thrill if I'm not out there giving her a fun run for the money. She ran around the side of the house, leaped the fence. (OMC! Queen Pudgeball can still leap the fence!) and headed out into the back yard so she could get to the back door by way of the gazebo. Unfortunately, a neighbor cat, Mr. Poppet was sitting there minding his own business (he does that a lot) when Miss Sassy Pants came along. Oh boy, was he ever interested! And she has nothing to get interested about! And she wasn't going to give him the time of day! Bambi made a beeline for the back door and came right in.

Certainly not the end of the story.

Now began the ablutions. She's not an easy cat to bathe. Sort of like washing a turkey in the sink, except the turkey is alive and struggling with sleek, slinky wet fur. So, the best I could do was use a wash cloth to get most of the grime off. After I let her go, she finished the job herself. Thank heavens. And she does it in such a grandiose way, it is clear to me that she believes I have done it all wrong and I should have left her to wash herself... by herself... in the first place. How dare I do otherwise? No wonder she gave me a hard time squirming!

Afterwards she joyfully grabbed up the sock that has the calming kitty hormones inside of it, and dragged it through the house like she would one of her kittens. She sang MomCat Birthing Songs to it very loudly and drove us all nuts. Then, it dawned on me.... cats giving birth sounds.... Birth... Bambi's Birthday! Of course!!!

Queen Bambi Moonrose of Carita Court in the realm of Watsonville California, USA is now six years old! We shall do something special for her today!

Wednesday, August 28, 2013

In Memory of a Ninja

Warming my haunches beneath the lamp
provided for my pleasure
What cat could be

Poem by Ninja Warrior Moonrose
2000 -2012

Ninja came to us in 2009 at the age of 9. He was a handsome boy who was the glue that kept the whole pride together. It has been a year since he has gone to the rainbow bridge. He is sorely missed and our hearts still ache for him.