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2006-09-11T11:56:00.000+08:00

Cat Inflammatory Bowel Disease

2006-09-08T08:31:00.000+08:00

Inflammatory Bowel Disease
There are few things more frustrating than having a cat that is suffering chronic bouts of vomiting and diarrhea. Vomiting and diarrhea cause dehydration, and if left untreated, can become a life-threatening situation. Therefore, any cat displaying those signs should be examined by a veterinarian. There are many possible causes of vomiting and diarrhea, but inflammatory bowel disease (IBD) is a common cause of gastrointestinal problems in the cat. Although cats of any age can be affected, middle-aged or older cats are more susceptible to IBD. IBD describes a group of chronic gastrointestinal disorders. Microscopically the disease is characterized by the infiltration of inflammatory cells into the lining (mucosa) of the digestive tract. The cause of IBD is unknown, but the microscopic changes in the tissues (histopathology) imply that immunologic factors play an important role. The scientific names given to the different forms of the disease are tongue-twisters, but they actually describe the features of the disease. For example, the most common form of IBD in cats is called lymphocytic-plasmacytic enterocolitis. Translated this means that lymphocytes (a type of white blood cell) and plasma cells (cells that produce antibody) are the primary types of inflammatory cells present in the mucosa. Less common forms are called eosinophilic, neutrophilic, and granulomatous, depending upon the predominant inflammatory cell present. Enterocolitis refers to the inflammation of the large and small intestines that occurs in this form of IBD. In cases where inflammation occurs only in the small intestines, it is called enteritis; in cases of only large intestine inflammation, it is called colitis; and gastritis in those cases where inflammation of the stomach predominates.

Diagnosis
To rule out other causes of gastrointestinal disease, your veterinarian will perform diagnostic tests that may include a complete blood cell count, serum biochemistries, serum thyroxine level, tests for feline leukemia virus (FeLV) and feline immunodeficiency virus (FIV), urinalysis, fecal examinations for parasitic and bacterial agents, dietary trials, and abdominal radiographs and/or ultrasound. The most definitive of the diagnostic tests is the microscopic examination of small pieces of the intestinal lining (mucosal biopsy). Tissue samples can be obtained during abdominal surgery (e.g. laparotomy) or during endoscopic examination. Although both procedures require general anesthesia, the choice of methods depends upon a number of factors, including the availability of equipment and the part of the gastrointestinal tract suspected to be involved.

Treatment
A combination of dietary management and medical therapy will successfully manage IBD in most cats. Because there is no single best treatment, your veterinarian may need to try several different combinations in order to determine the best therapy for your cat. DIETARY MANAGEMENT Sensitivity to food antigens contributes to the gastrointestinal inflammation in some cats, so a change in diet often provides symptomatic relief. Several balanced commercial diets have been advocated as effective in treating IBD. Homemade diets are an alternative for cats that refuse to eat a commercial diet. Your veterinarian can provide you with an appropriate recipe. Ideally, the diet should contain a single source of protein not normally consumed by the cat. The addition of dietary fiber is beneficial to some cats. It may take several weeks or longer for cats to improve after a diet change, and during this trial feeding period, all other food sources (like table food, and flavored medications and treats) must be eliminated from the diet. MEDICAL THERAPYCorticosteroids are commonly used to treat cats with IBD. These drugs have potent anti-inflammatory and immunosuppressive properties with relatively few side effects in cats. Additionally, corticosteroids may stimulate the appetite and enhance intestinal sodium and water absorption. Oral prednisone is the corticosteroid used most frequently because of its short duration of action and availability in appropriate tablet sizes. If necessary, injectable corticosteroid therapy can be used in cats that are too difficult to medicate orally or if vomiting and malabsorption is severe. Antibiotics, such as metronidazole or tylosin, can be helpful when combinations of dietary management and corticosteroid therapy have failed to adequately control the disease. Side effects to metronidazole therapy are uncommon at low dosages, but loss of appetite and vomiting may occur. Excessive salivation is a common reaction of cats after receiving the pill. This is probably a response to the unpleasant taste of the medication. Sulfasalazine is a medication that is often used if large bowel inflammation (colitis) is the predominate problem. If none of these medications successfully control the signs, more potent immunosuppressive drugs may be necessary, but they necessitate closer monitoring by your veterinarian.

Prognosis
It is rarely possible to cure inflammatory bowel disease, but most cases can be satisfactorily controlled by medication and dietary management. Relapses can occur if the treatment regimen is not followed completely.

source: http://www.vet.cornell.edu/fhc/resources/brochure/ibd.html

Coping With Loss

2006-09-06T10:30:00.000+08:00

source: http://www.whataboutcats.com/loss.html

The death of a beloved cat can bring about a vast array of emotional, physical, and spiritual upheavels in your life. It is impossible to explain grief to someone who has never had to deal with the loss of a loved one. But for those of us who have had to endure this hardship, grief almost always is a life altering experience.

Grief is a powerful force. It can envelop your soul, delving you into such a dark, black abyss that you do not know how or where to find the strength to crawl back into the light.
The most important advice in overcoming grief is to not let anyone dictate a time schedule or method that you are suppose to follow to heal. Take as much time as you need to recover. This can be from a few months to years for a much loved pet.

source: http://sandtracker.tripod.com/cat-tracks.html

Pet Loss
We love our animals so much, and it's so hard to let them go. The loss of any beloved pet has a drastic impact on our lives and is equal to or worse than that of losing a human family member. Losing a little one causes extreme anguish and sorrow. This is a natural reaction when you lose a loved one, whether human or animal; and the stages of mourning are the same. Grievers feel the identical shock and denial, anger and guilt, sorrow and depression.
Yes, it is okay to cry! It's okay to grieve over your loss. You have the right to grieve because you've lost a loyal companion and a best friend. You've lost a family member who gave you unconditional love and acceptance. You've lost the one who loved you no matter what you did or didn't do.
Anger and guilt are natural, but you must allow yourself to go through all the reaction stages of death: denial & disbelief, anger, guilt, depression, and finally, acceptance. There is no order to these stages. Be sure each person in the family, including children, is allowed to share their grief.
If it bothers you to see your pet's belongings, you might want to put them out of sight so you are not constantly reminded of your loss. After a while, when you are feeling stronger, you can bring them out again.
To help yourself overcome the sorrow and grief you are feeling, have some kind of burial ceremony to say goodbye to your dear angel. If you have other pets, they are most likely grieving also. Let them be a part of it all. Write a eulogy to say how much you loved your little one and tell about all the good times and happiness you shared. Talk about your pain and loss to someone else who will understand what you are going through. Other people who have also lost a pet are the ones most likely to offer you their comfort and support because they know the horrible pain it causes. In times when the pain feels unbearable, focus on all the good memories. Use pictures and some of your little one's favorite belongings to create a special remembrance. Use your angel's tags as a necklace, or put them on a key chain. Go for a walk or call a friend on the telephone to fill the time you usually spent with your precious one. Do something you think your sweet baby would like for you to be doing at this moment. Look through the pictures you have of your darling and remember all the love and happy times you shared. Remember, too, that our little loves are waiting for us at Rainbow Bridge.
After the tears have dried and you are feeling somewhat normal again, consider getting another pet. Nothing can ever replace the precious little life you've lost, but another pet can become a dear friend to share your love and your life. Our cherished ones give so much love and happiness to us in their lifetimes that I feel we are obligated to pass that love on to other animals who desperately need homes. Who knows? One of those furry little babies might just fill a small part of the huge hole in your heart.
Our pets are a gift from heaven, but we don't get to keep them nearly long enough!

The new additions

2006-08-13T17:31:00.000+08:00

heathcliff!

2006-07-01T00:37:00.000+08:00

Heathcliff

Originally on: Syndicated (30 min.)
Status: Ended Premiered: September 17, 1984 Last Aired: May 1, 1987 Show Category: Animation
Heathcliff and the Catillac Cats was a popular cartoon loved by many. Heathcliff was a big orange striped cat who went around his neighborhood playing practical jokes on a lot of people. He tormented his owner, Grandpa, but was friendly to Grandma, and Iggy Nutmeg. When he wasn't stealing fish from the fish market, he was out on a romantic evening with his girlfriend Sonja, or outsmarting the neighbor's bulldog Spike.Heathcliff got his start as a comic strip in the newspaper. He was created by George Gately and the strip continues to this day. Check out the links section to see where you can read the Heathcliff comic strip online.Even though Heathcliff has been in a few different Saturday morning cartoons, this page focuses on the Monday through Friday syndicated cartoon from 1984 by DiC Entertainment. Each half hour show consists of two 11 minute episodes, and a minute long "pet tips" segment at the end of the show. The first episode stars Heathcliff and the second episode was Cats and Co. about a gang of cats named the Catillac Cats. Although both episodes take place in the town of Westfinster, Heathcliff and family never appeared in the Cats and Co. episodes, and Riff Raff and Cleo never appeared in a Heathcliff episode.The Catillac Cats starred Riff Raff, a short cat who had a tall girlfriend named Cleo, and a Cadillac car that could change into anything. Riff Raff's friends included Hector, a Himalayan cat who felt that he should be the boss of the gang, not Riff Raff. Wordsworth was a white cat who wore headphone and rollar skates and usually spoke in rhyme, and Mungo, a big dumb purple cat. A dog lived in the junkyard named Leroy, who felt the cats shouldn't live in the junkyard, and was often trying to chase them out. Cleo lived in a music store with a hairy sheepdog named Bush.

read more -
http://www.tv.com/heathcliff-and-the-catillac-cats/show/9203/summary.html?full_summary=1&tag=showspace_links;full_summary

Garfiled 2 - a tale of two kitties

2006-06-29T22:30:00.000+08:00

Genre: Animation / Comedy / Family (more)
Plot Outline: Jon Arbuckle (Meyer) travels to the United Kingdom, and he brings his cat, Garfield (voiced by Murray), along for the trip. A case of mistaken cat identity finds Garfield ruling over a castle, but his reign is soon jeopardized by the nefarious Lord Dargis (Connolly), who has designs on the estate.

Goofs: Continuity: When Dargis is talking to Liz in the kitchen, he is wearing a brown suit. He then leaves the kitchen in pursuit of Garfield, and the next scene shows him in a black jacket and gray pants. There was no time to change clothes. (more)

Quotes: Jon Arbuckle: jon "liz will you marry me" shows her the ring liz "oh jon,yes i will marry you" everyone in the room starts clapping (more)

a friendly smile, a friendly face

2006-06-28T05:17:00.000+08:00

I met this girl at work. She's quiet...timid probably and sports a fashionably furry wardrobe. She seems bashful but accommodating. She's light-footed as a kitten and has eyes of a cat. Her name is Grace Somogod.

We had a nice talk about cats and how they affect and touch our lives. She shared with me once how her pet cat waits for her by the gate in front of their house whenever she comes home from work. Her cat usually sits and waits outside and when from a distance would feel her approaching would rush inside the house pretending he didn't care a bit. She knows as her parents would tell her this everyday. She spoils her cat. Plays with him. Feeds him classy food too. She has this incomparable affection for felines. She did share with me how rewarding it is to be a pet owner. She even saves up for her cat just to make sure he gets to eat the food he's suppossed to be fed. =) (Neat huh?)

That's my friend, Grace. We may not talk a lot because of the differences of our work and lifestyle, but we get to see ourselves whenever we see interesting cats. By the way, she was the good person who lent me the book I took excerpts from and published in this blog. Thanks Grace!

Breed : Havana Brown

2006-06-24T11:08:00.000+08:00

What makes a Havana Brown unique? The first thing an admirer notices is the cat's glistening mahogany-toned brown coat. Their other incomparable feature is the distinctive head that is slightly longer than it is wide. When viewed in profile, the prominent, broad nose has a definite stop at the eyes. A pronounced whisker break combined with the strong square chin forms a somewhat rounded muzzle, which appears to be a protrusion of the head. When viewed from above, the pronounced break in the bone structure behind each whisker pad is easily seen in good specimens and resembles an hour glass shape. If you are looking for a people-oriented cat that is more dog like than cat like, the Havana Brown may be for you. This is a highly intelligent breed of cat that easily learns its name, the word "No," and may be halter and leash trained just to name a few accomplishments. Certainly if you are looking for a brown cat with a nose, then the Havana Brown fits that bill! These are cats that can learn to ride in your car, motor home or fly in the airplane cabin with you when necessary. Some have such a loud purr they simply vibrate!
Because of these attributes, they make wonderful companion animals whether you plan to exhibit and show or simply as a very best friend in your home. It is not unusual for a Havana Brown to touch you with a paw to get your attention or to run, then flop on the floor right in your path for a tummy rub. This is also an adaptable breed, a tribute to its intelligence. Adult Havana Browns following show careers often go to new approved homes without missing a beat as long as the human gives the attention and affection this cat demands. Because of the adaptability of this breed, the Havana Brown will adjust to your home/work schedule, but, as with any companion animal, it should never be left alone for long periods of time.

Its medium-sized body must be firm and muscular, exhibiting a sense of power, yet also showing definite elegance and gracefulness. Males tend to be larger than their female counterparts, usually weighing around eight to ten pounds, while the females average six to eight. Kittens are born brown, all brown. Whiskers must be brown to complement the coat color but with age they turn snow white.

Brown cats have been known for centuries. Their origins were probably from South East Asia as a branch of the Royal Cats of Siam. They first arrived in Britain in the 19th century along with the importation of the Siamese. Simpson's Book of the Cat published in London in 1903 (page 234) refers to them and The Encyclopedia Britannica 11th Edition mentions a "wholly chocolate-coloured strain of Siamese. Master Timkey Brown and his dam, Granny Grumps, were cats shown in London in 1894." They were described as "Siamese with coats of burnished chestnut with greeny-blue eyes." The self-brown Siamese, sometimes called Swiss Mountain Cat, lost favor and the breed was abandoned after the 1920s when the Siamese Cat Club of Britain issued a statement, "The club much regrets it is unable to encourage the breeding of any but blue-eyed Siamese." Roofspringer Mahogany Quinn was bred to Laurentide Brown Pilgrim of Norwood, also an import, and produced the very first Havana Brown reputedly to achieve the status of Grand Champion in CFA, Quinn's Brown Satin of Sidlo. All of the Havana Browns in North America today can trace their heritage back to this cat. This is the perfect cat for the person who wants a sociable, affectionate and intelligent feline friend. A cat as sweet in appearance and color as ... chocolate.

reference - the cat Fanciers' Assoc.
http://www.cfa.org/breeds/profiles/havana.html

Tiffany / Chantilly

2006-06-23T03:45:00.000+08:00

Physical Description
The Chantilly/Tiffany is a semi-foreign medium-sized cat of striking appearance. Its rich colour and full, silky semi-long coat, plumed tail, contrasting neck ruff and ear streamers make it distinctive and showy. The medium-sized head has a gently sloped nose and short, broad muzzle that is softly squared with gentle contours and a break. The chin is firm. The cheekbones are broad and high.
The preferred eye colour is gold-yellow-amber. The eyes are a modified oval shape, with an expressive look. The ears are broad at the base and medium sized, with rounded tips tilting forward and outward.
Breeders responsible for the wide re-acceptance of this breed have placed emphasis on retention of traditional conformation, free of health and maintenance concerns, as the breed was during its American breeding of 1967-1987. The body is of medium size and length, neither cobby nor svelte, (semi-foreign). The breed is of medium musculature and boning - females are 6-8 pounds, males are 8-10 pounds. The breed standard requires rich and lustrous colouration in blue, chocolate (which is the most well-known), cinnamon, lilac, and fawn, in both solid and tabby patterns. This, and a silky coat texture of appropriate length, make it a special cat.
Slight variations exist between associations for patterns/colours accepted, but conformation and coat-quality and texture requirements are unilateral. Full beauty develops with maturity; shedding is minimal. White spotting is not allowed.

Temperament
The Chantilly/Tiffany is a breed of loyalty, and easily becomes a close, affectionate companion that is not overly demanding or mischievous. They are not as placid as Persians, nor as active as Orientals, and are best described as moderate. Usually, they develop particular affinity to one person in the home, with whom they bond, conversing in quiet "chirps" or trills characteristic of the Tiffany. It does not thrive in endless hours of solitude, and may become quite lonely. Persons working full time should plan on a companion pet. Tiffanies integrate well with children and other pets and require little maintenance.
The breed is gentle and easily managed. It will prefer the company of its special person to any other amusement. Some individuals forsake the "four-on-the-floor" reputation of their peers. They are usually friendly, but conservative with strangers. They leave no doubt as to their affection if you are their "person," follow you constantly and respond well to their name. They are devotion in a silky chocolate (or other-coloured) robe. Pictured: Purrfecta Fax O' Life

History: USA and England
The history of this breed is intriguing. It began in 1967 when Jennie Robinson (Neotype Cattery) of New York purchased "Thomas" and "Shirley," a pair of semi-foreign longhaired chocolate cats with gold eyes and unknown background, which were being sold as part of an estate sale. Ms. Robinson judged Thomas to be a little over a year old and Shirley about six months; they might have come from the same parents, but they were not litter-mates. Nature took its course, and Shirley's first litter was born in early 1969. Six kittens, all identical, all a beautiful chocolate color, amazed Robinson and her veterinarian. Intrigued, Robinson undertook a breeding program. In the early '70s, the ACA registered Thomas, Shirley, and many of their progeny as "Foreign-Longhairs."
Early breeders hypothesized that the cats might be of Burmese descent. However, when the first litter was born in May 1969, kittens were dark self-colours with no points and pinkish paw pads, the opposite of traits that identify Burmese. All the USA cats of this breed descended from Thomas and Shirley; none arose from nor were bred to Burmese.
Some of Ms. Robinson's kittens were sold to Sigyn Lund (Sig Tim Hil Cattery), a Florida Burmese breeder who assumed the breeding program. The public thought the chocolate cats came from her Burmese, since their unknown New York origin was not publicized. Ms. Lund coined the breed-name "Tiffany," a name synonymous with elegance and class, after a Los Angeles theatre. She promoted the breed with the "Tiffany" name because judges felt the "Foreign-Longhair" name was too general. They suggested the name "Mahogany" would be more descriptive. Unfortunately, none were ever registered under the Lund name; ACA had dropped the breed from recognition as it was so rare. All breed representatives became unregistered as a result. It continued to be advertised as "Burmese."
At one point, the Sig Tim Hil cattery informally supplied information (in a phone interview) to "Harper's Illustrated Handbook of Cats" researcher Joan Bernstein regarding these chocolate cats. This interview led to publication of information continuing to suggest the possibility they were Burmese longhairs, the product of UK crosses between Burmese and Himalayans. No such breedings were done in England. However, there had been crosses between Foreign Longhair/Angora, Havana, and Abyssinian. Later this lineage was used in England in an attempt to re-create a cat like an Angora. The American Tiffany/Chantilly is more likely an offshoot of one of these efforts.

reference - http://www.fanciers.com/breed-faqs/chantilly-faq.html
Author: T. Oraas, Opurrtune/Purrfecta Chantilly/TiffaniesCo-Author: Jennie Robinson, NeotypeCorrespondent: T. Oraas // cjrway@planet.eon.netCopyright © 1995 T. Oraas and Jennie Robinson, All Rights Reserved.

The 'Am Curl'

2006-06-22T10:45:00.000+08:00

History
On a sunny day in June 1981 in Lakewood, California, a longhair silky black female kitten with unusual ears wandered up to the doorstep of Joe and Grace Ruga. Joe scrutinized the situation and determined that the most effective solution to this stray kitten problem was to ask Grace not to feed the kitten. Grace, not abiding by her husband's wishes but listening to her heart instead, left a bowl of food on the porch. The affectionate black kitten quickly worked her way into the Ruga's hearts (especially Joe's) and they named her Shulamith, which means "black but comely". Such are the beginnings of the American Curl as it is known today. True American Curls must trace their pedigree back to Shulamith, the foundation female.
In December 1981, Shulamith delivered her first litter of kittens. Out of four kittens, two had the same curly ears as Shulamith. A geneticist was contacted to study this phenomenon and he confirmed that this unusual ear was a genetic trait and was inherited in every case, causing it to be labeled a dominant gene, with no deformities attached to it. Referred to as a spontaneous mutation, the gene that causes the ear to curl appeared to be following a single dominant pattern.

Characteristics and Temperment
When Curls are born, their ears are straight, but within two to ten days after birth, their ears begin to curl back. During the first 4 months, the kitten's ears will gradually curl and uncurl in varying degrees until they are set permanently at 4 months of age. At this age, breeders can determine the kitten's quality (pet, breeder, show). Along with the kitten's overall conformation to the breed standard, degree of curl to the ear is a key factor in determining quality as follows: first degree (pet), second degree (breeder), and third degree (show) being the most desirable curl to the ear, emulating the graceful curve of a full crescent. Ear furnishings (hair tufts) fanning outward from the ear accentuate and further enhance the curled ear.
The ideal American Curl is a medium sized, alert animal with an elegant appearance and a sweet, open expression complimented by their remarkable ears. Both longhair and shorthair Curls have soft, silky coats, but the longhair Curl has the distinction of sporting a beautiful plumed tail. Because both coat lengths have minimal undercoat resulting in non-matting hair, grooming an American Curl is easy -- an occasional bath and combing is all that is needed. Care should be taken when handling the ears to avoid breaking the cartilage -- do not force the ear into unnatural positions.
The Curl's temperament is one of curiosity and companionship. Being very people-oriented, they like to assist in all household projects and delight in "bumping heads" with their owners or new human acquaintances. Curls are even tempered and intelligent, yet they retain their kitten-type behavior throughout their adult life. Not overly talkative, the Curls will tell you when they need something or desire attention. American Curls easily adapt to almost any home situation and adjust to other animals remarkably well. Simply stated, they are extremely affectionate and absolutely ear-resistible!
Pricing of American Curls usually depends on each individual kitten's degree of curl, bloodlines, type and markings. Many breeders allow pickup of new kittens between 3 and 4 months of age. Along with reaching their permanent degree of curl by 4 months, kittens have had basic inoculations and developed the physical and social stability to adjust to a new environment. Four months is also the minimum age requirement for cat show participation and transportation of kittens by air.

reference - http://www.fanciers.com/breed-faqs/american-curl-faq.html
Author: Karen O'Brien, CFA American Curl Breed Council Secretary, karenob@msn.comCopyright © 1995 Karen O'Brien, All Rights Reserved.

'Aby'

2006-06-21T03:00:00.000+08:00

The Abyssinian

In looks, the 'Aby' (as it is affectionately known in the cat world) is similar to drawings of Ancient Egyptian cats and there are some who believe it orginated in the Nile Valley, however there continues to be speculation and controversy concerning its history. There is no doubt, however, that it is one of the oldest short-haired breeds. The name is not because the breed originated in Ethiopia, formerly Abyssinia, but because the first Abyssinian exhibited at a cat show in England was imported from that country.
Abyssinians appear both lithe and sleek, with the latter feature empahsized by their glossy coats. They have an unnusual ticked fur, in which each hair has two or more dark bands. The standard Aby shade, called Ruddy or Tawny, is a warm brown ticked with black. Another very popular colouring is sorrel, which is a copper red with red-brown ticking. Rarer colours include blue, beige-fawn and silver.
Medium-sized and well muscled, Abys have large, somewhat pointed ears and big brilliant almond-shaped eyes in amber, green, or yellow, rimmed in black or brown.
Abys make ideal companions. They are busy cats, alert and active, with voices that are quiet and 'bell-like'. Independent, easy to settle and exceptionally intelligent, they are definitely a cat that likes to be with people. Once you have obtained an Aby as a companion you will never be alone. Abys are excellent at training people to do just what they want them to do!

reference - http://www.petnet.com.au/cat/C101.html

Painted Cats by Martin Leman

2006-06-19T00:37:00.000+08:00

Martin Leman is the most sophisticated of ‘naïve’ painters, has an international reputation. His paintings have been exhibited in Europe and America and are in private collections throughout the world. His books include The Perfect Cat, Cat’s Companion and Catsnaps.

- from the book Painted Cats

Martin Leman’s Painted Cats is a new collection of Martin Leman’s superb paintings of sleek and sophisticated cats. To complement them, his wife Jill, has chosen excerpts from the prose writings of cat lovers from the sixteenth century to the present day, including Beatrix Potter, Gertrude Jekyll, Michael Joseph and Paul Galico.

PEHAM BOOKS
Published by the Penguin Group
27 Wright Lane, London, W8 5TZ, England
First Published in 1998

And here's my collection!

Amy and Osky:

Bubles, Henry and Riley:

furry little friends

2006-06-18T15:23:00.000+08:00

I love cats because I love my home, and little by little they become its visible soul. A kind of active silence emanates from these furry beasts who appear deaf to orders, to appeals, to reproaches, and who move in a completely royal authority through the network of our acts, retaining only those that intrigue or comfort them.

- Jean Cocteau

here's a picture of Mikey:

here's a picture of Ingrid:

This is one of my favorite reads

2006-06-17T13:27:00.000+08:00

CHAPTER V:
Adoptions

ARIZONA FINDS A HOME
By Sarah Kincaid

Twilight comes early in February, particularly in a small New Mexico town nestled deep in the shadows of the Rocky Mountain foothills. Thus it was that my husband and I, weary from a long day’s journey – first by air from Atlanta to Phoenix, then by car to Gallup, New Mexico – decided to call it a night before venturing to that mystical, desolate region known as the Four Corners.
The motel we chose sat alongside historic Route 66, a modest haven for the travel-worn, whose cars filled the windswept parking lot. In the room above ours, a new born baby cried intermittently. We didn’t care – we were bone-tired and oblivious to distraction.
However, about 3am, I woke to the plaintive wails of the newborn, who seemed nearer now, as if right outside our door. “Listen,” I whispered to my groggy husband. “Something’s out there.”
For several minutes, we lay quietly in the chilly room, barely breathing. Then came a mewling sound, accompanied by a scratching noise. Shivering in his long underwear, my husband cracked the door, half expecting to find a swaddled bundle lying on the threshold. Instead, a ball of fur streaked past him and hopped onto the bed. “It’s a cat!” we exclaimed in unison – as if the small, tortoise-shell animal burrowing into the blanket needed classification! That’s all we said. As pet owners, we were accustomed to sharing the foot of our bed with four-legged creatures. We turned out the light and fell back asleep.
The next morning dawned crisp and clear. In the bright light streaming through the window, we looked closely at our bedmate. She was young, very thin, but quite beautiful – a medley of brown, black and gold. She was also deeply gashed on one side, although the wound appeared to be healing well. I ventured over to the motel office to inquire about the existence of a local humane society. No such luck, I was told. So we loaded our luggage, along with the cat, and headed for the nearest gas station. There we bought a variety of kitten chow, which the cat ate greedily. Our plan, we agreed firmly as we watched her eat, was tot tote the cat all the way to Phoenix. There, we would turn her over to a humane society before flying home.
For the next four days, she was to serve as or travel companion. It was a role to which the cat was particularly suited – most hours, she slept contentedly on top of the back seat, oblivious to the spectacular view from the rear window.
For those in the front seat, however, the view proved increasingly disturbing as we passed through the boundless Navajo Nation territory. As city dwellers, we were startled to see animal carcasses (especially cows and horses), lying alongside the road, with bony dogs clustered around the carrion, eating voraciously. Later, a National Park Service Ranger would explain that the Navajo believe fallen livestock should be left where they are, a source of food for stray animals.
Lacking this practical perspective, we proceeded to buy every pack of hot dogs that convenient stores could provide. For miles, we drove slowly through the fog-filled plains, stopping when we spied a dog in need of food. My throwing arm is not good – often, I managed to either hit the confused dog on the head with a hot dog, or miss him by yards, sending the animal to a frenzied search through the thick brush.
The cat watched with disinterest from her window perch. She seemed content to purr loudly to Elvis Presley tunes emitting sporadically from our single-station radio.
By the time we reached canyon de Chelly, deep in Navajo territory, we owned one pack of hot dogs, which we fed to a party of sheepdogs who greeted us in the parking lot. The dogs proceeded to follow us as we hiked the steep, mile-long trail that descends to the canyon floor. Other dogs joined us along the way, so that by the time we reached the bottom, we were engulfed in a sea of wagging tails and beseeching eyes. “they can’t all fit in the car,” my husband said at last, as he intently studied the canyon walls. “Especially not with the cat.”
The next two days passed without incident. We visited fascinating Mesa Verde and majestic Monument Valley without meeting anymore down-on-their-luck animals. On the morning of the fourth day, as we neared Phoenix in predawn dark, conversation was stilted. Just miles ahead, we both knew, lay the airport; nearby, an animal shelter, which we located in the phone book.
The cat was now riding in the front seat, curled in my lap and purring happily. As we turned to the shelter’s parking lot, we took turns in saying practical things like: “This is for the best,” “We already have too many pets,” and “They’ll find her a good home.” We agreed that I would stay in the car with the cat, while my husband went inside to speak to the staff.
A cold, bright sun was just peaking above a low-lying mountain when my husband returned minutes later, started the engine, and drove off silently with the cat still in tow. I didn’t say a word – I was too excited! The next stop was a pet supply store, where we purchased a pet carrier and food and water bowls. At the airport, we checked the kitten with a feline-loving ticket agent and dashed to the plane. Not a word about the cat had yet been spoken between us. Nothing was required.
For the next two weeks, we sheltered “Arizona” in our spare bedroom, gradually introducing her to our mélange of pets, all of whom were most curious about the new boarder. Third week, she left us for good, accompanied by my husband on a plane to Charlotte, North Carolina. There she was greeted by her new owners, friends who, like us, were deeply drawn to Arizona’s winsome personality and stark beauty.
For many months afterwards, we would receive photos of the now-renamed “Daisy,” ensconed on her personal pillow, sitting on a windowsill, or riding in the family car. We still hear of her occasionally…how plump she’s become and how attached she is to her owners, who are similarly smitten. However, I’ll always think of Arizona purring loudly to rock-and-roll, riding slowly through the dense fog in a car from whose open window hot dogs would periodically fly.
(P.S. bout the Canyon de Chelly sheepdogs: Months later we learn from a history professor, well-acquainted with the Four Corners area, that many of these dogs are working animals who herd Navajo sheep in the canyon below. So these dogs are good actors, who, even though they do not go hungry, enjoy a delicious morsel should you happen to have one with you!)

Another Nice Read from Chapter 4

2006-06-16T16:25:00.000+08:00

HAVANA BROWN
By Lisa Tiano

Our windows get a serious workout. We live in a small town in upstate New York, where we see a profusion of wildlife – wild turkeys, pheasants, skunks, foxes, opossums, raccoons, white tail deer, and the occasional bear. So it’s not unusual for us to see an unknown cat or dog wandering about. Although our town has a leash law, as anyone who has ever owned a dog will tell you, sometimes “Rover” chooses to take a stroll alone, especially when no one is looking.
We’ve always been a cat family. Therein lies this tale.
We have the distinct honor of sharing our home with two cats. Sam is a handsome, solid black, 11-year-old gentleman with the manners of a prime minister and the disposition of a saint. Sam weighs in at sixteen pounds. Puffin, who is 15-years old, is a little lady of seven pounds with long gray and white hair. When she came to live with us, she was starving and her nose appeared far too big for her face – that’s how she got the name “Puffin.” Puffin has since filled out, but the name has stuck. She knows full well that she is a princess, and she expects everyone else to realize this fact and behave accordingly.
Sam and Puffin are our welcoming committee for all those who venture onto our property. There have been many over the years, some who stopped by for a quick meal, others who stayed until we found them homes, and yet others who simply moved in and stayed. We are well-versed in the ways of cats.
But when a chocolate-brown cat first appeared in our rear lot, it seemed as though he was just passing through the neighborhood. He seemed to know exactly where he was going. We figured he was a new comer to the neighborhood, taking a ‘get-acquainted” stroll. After several sightings, we checked with our neighbors to see if anyone knew him. They all said they had seen him, but no one claimed ownership or knew where he came from.
We kept track of his comings and goings for a month or so, but never came close to the house. He continued on his usual path. After a while, he did come a little closer, and we were able to see this new wanderer better – a solid chocolate-brown color, with a rough and dull coat, and very thin. We also determined that he was indeed a male. After checking with our local vets and our Cat Encyclopedia, we decided he was a Havana Brown cat. That’s not a cat you see on the loose in our neck of the woods.
We put out food for him, but it was clear he had no intention of coming any closer to humans, no matter how hungry he might be. So we moved the dish to the end of the sidewalk and hastily retreated inside, out of sight. After several minutes, he approached the dish and ate hungrily. Everyday after that, we moved the dish a little closer to the house. When it was about two feet from the door, Brownie decided this was close enough, and he wouldn’t come another step. We continued feeding him for many weeks. As soon as he devoured his food and drink, he vanished. In a blink, he was gone – truly a “will o’ the wisp.”
We fed him all through the late summer and into fall. We tried every way we could think to lure him closer, but, alas, it was not to be. By late fall, we were really concerned about him, with the winter approaching. Suddenly, Brownie stopped coming altogether. Not a sign of him for more than a month.
Happily, a couple of days before Christmas, there was Brownie. He looked so much better. His coat was smooth and shiny, and he was fairly plump. We wondered whether he had found his home, or if someone else was feeding him. But just as suddenly as he had reappeared, he disappeared again. We feared the worst, because it was now winter and the weather was terrible.
One evening in spring, we heard a noise outside a casement window. Sure enough, there was Brownie, on top of our picnic table. Somehow he had survived the winter – how and where, we’ll never know. But Brownie was now in very bad shape. His coat was scruffy and both of his eyes were infected. He was extremely thin and weak. He could hardly stand. 9how he ever jumped onto that table was a mystery to us.)
As soon as we opened the window, he drew away. Slowly, we reached out to him and he allowed us to touch him. After several minutes of stroking him gently and speaking softly to him, we picked him up. Every muscle in that little body was hard as a rock, and he was trembling. Can you imagine the courage it took for that little creature at long last to trust us?
Quietly, I sat down and placed Brownie in my lap. Very slowly, I could feel the trembling begin to stop and those tight, little muscles begin to relax. After caressing and talking softly to him for about an hour, he fell asleep. He slept for a long time. When he awoke, we offered him some food, which he seemed to want badly. But he was having trouble either eating or swallowing – we couldn’t tell which. He did drink greedily, though, and we knew what that meant.
Again, I picked him up and settled him in my lap. To my great surprise, I could feel slight vibrations from his throat. Brownie was trying to purr.
Since Brownie badly needed the attention of a veterinarian, we made an appointment for the next day. The vet determined Brownie had leukemia and AIDS. He advised us to help Brownie go. It broke our hearts, but we had to think of Brownie, not ourselves. The vet also discovered Brownie had a broken jaw. It looked like someone had kicked him.
We believe the only reason returned to us and allowed us to touch him was that he knew he needed our help. The courage it took for this little creature to take his chances with us – after what some cruel, two-legged beast had done to him – was monumental. Considering that we had been feeding and trying to coax him to us for more than a year, he must have had some dreadful experiences with human beings.
This needles tragedy saddened us greatly, but we will never forget Brownie. Perhaps if we had convinced him to trust us sooner, we could have saved him. Who knows? What we do know is that there are cruel, terrible people in this world. We know, too, that you must keep your animals in control and in sight at all times. If this sad tale makes just one pet owner more aware, then Brownie’s short, tragic life will have achieved a worthwhile purpose.

Chapter 4

2006-06-15T12:24:00.000+08:00

CHAPTER IV:

Smart Stewardship

CYNTHIA
By Bee O’Malley

Cynthia paced the porch floor. One, two, three, four. One, two, three, four. Her pink cat pads made no sound on the carpeting. She felt restless, bored, frustrated.
“What I really need,” she told herself, “is a nice stroll in the yard and a chance to dig my claws into the poplar tree with the bumpy trunk. But I know ‘they’ don’t want me to go out now. ‘We’ll have to confine Cynthia for the rest of the week. We definitely must NOT let her out.’”
Jason, the six-year-old asked, “Why not, Mom?”
“Well because it’s her ‘time,’ that’s why. I can’t explain now Jason. You’re too young to understand.”
Jason was not the only one who didn’t understand. Cynthia didn’t either. She sat down abruptly to give this a good think. Moistening one white paw, she slowly and methodically cleaned behind her left ear. Washing her beautiful orange and white fur always relaxed Cynthia and helped her to think clearly.
Suddenly, she sat straight as a stick, her great amber eyes round with determination, her whiskers stiff as wire. She had to come to a decision!
“I will get out of this house, one way or the other, as soon as possible. Something inside me compels me to go. In fact, this is my RIGHT as a cat person, not a privilege!
Determined to carry out her impulse, she quickly trotted to the front door. No luck the door was shut.
Just then Cynthia heard Jason come into the house via the back door. “I think I’ll check that out,” she thought, and silently ran through the house to the kitchen. Sure enough, the back door was ajar!
“Three cheers for little boys,” she cried (under her breath of course), and out the door she darted.
The grass felt wonderful – cool and fragrant. “How delightful! How I missed being out here these past three days!” A sweet, muffled purr issued forth.
Cynthia had been outside for only fifteen minutes, when - “MEOWRR,” came a very loud sound. There bounding up onto the fence post was the big black cat from next door. He growled a greeting in his gravelly tomcat voice and jumped down to join her in the grass.
“Tom is a crushing bore,” thought Cynthia, but she was too polite to tell him so. “I do wish he’d go home and let me enjoy my yard. There’s so much I want to do out her…”
“Ouch! Why did you bite me on the neck, Tom?” She sprang up and ran across the yard with Tom in hot pursuit. “What a pest,” she muttered as she tried to keep ahead of him.
Finally after much chasing, running, and scuffling about, he went home. Cynthia continued to check the yard, stopping to snack on a cricket which had jumped right under her nose. It began to get chilly.
“Time to curl up in my rocker for a snooze,” she thought. “But how will I get back in?”
She went to the backdoor first and – happy days! – It was just as she had left it. Into the rocker with the soft squishy cushion she jumped and curled herself into a neat circle.
“Ah! Everyday I shall do the same as today, until they start letting me out again when I want to go.”
Time passed and everything went to normal. Cynthia was let in and out when she asked. She was pleased and happy again.
Being a cat with a good appetite, and possessing a great deal of common sense, Cynthia always sat next to Jason’s chair during meals. He was a good-hearted little boy and of course, he loved his cat. He also knew what food to hand down.
Tonight’s menu was a tiny piece of meat, one pea, a bit of pie crust, and – oh, delight! – a finger dipped in mayonnaise. Cynthia licked that finger thoroughly and started to saunter away from the table, when Mary exploded: “That cat is pregnant again! Just look at her Edmund! The last time she had kittens, I practically had to bribe people to adopt them. Now what are we to do?”
Cynthia stopped dead in her tracks. Was she going to have kittens again? Was Mary right?
She remembered having five tiny babies to take care of once, and she hadn’t really minded looking after them. But she remembered, too, the sadness she felt when they were taken away from her, one by one, to be given to strangers. She never saw them again.
“Mary,” Edmund admonished quietly, “I told you we should have had her spayed when we first adopted her, before she ever had kittens. Not much we can do now except let her have them and try to find them homes. If that doesn’t happen, we’ll have to give them to the pound.”
“Oh!” cried Jennifer, “They put them to sleep at the pound. We can’t let that happen!”
“Well, we’ll see. Daddy understands how you feel, but don’t you see? We can’t keep them all.” Edmund brushed away his daughter’s tears.
“One thing is for sure, though,” he added. “As soon as those kittens are weaned, Cynthia will have a little operation called ‘spaying,’ and she’ll never have kittens again.
“It’s surely better for her not to have litter after litter. In fact, her chances of living a lot longer a re much greater if we have her operated as soon as possible. It won’t hurt her a bit. She will be able to come home the next morning.”
Jennifer stopped crying, seeing the wisdom of her father’s explanation.
“Well,” thought Cynthia, “I really don’t understand all of that conversation, but one thing is for sure: I’m lucky to have a family that cares about me and my feelings. I wish they had listened to Edmund when he first suggested the operation. Certainly, the hurting that goes with surgery can’t compare with what I went through at parting with my own babies! I’ll have to suffer again when these babies are taken away, but that will be the last time. That’s some consolation. I must keep reminding myself of this. After all, I am a most sensible and intelligent cat. Yes, indeed!

A nice Story from Chapter 3

2006-06-14T13:21:00.000+08:00

CHAPTER III:
Learning From Animals

YOU ARE SO BEAUTIFUL…
By Mary Ellen Snively

When I look into Mo’s eyes, I know he has a secret he will never share with me.
“Geronimo” (Mo) was so named because, during his kittenhood, he was a fearless, ferocious fighter – just like his Native American namesake. He thought nothing of chasing full-grown dogs ten times his size. However, the dogs thought something of it. They usually left with their tails between their legs, nursing a nasty gash on their noses.
Mo soon took over my entire house as efficiently as he did the whole neighborhood. Friends would call and ask, “Did you know Mo’s been in my rec room watching television?”
Once, thinking a huge fern atop a table was a tree, he tried to climb it. I found him later purring contentedly under a pile of pebbles, mud, and greens. He was very pleased with himself for creating such a mess! Another of his favorite tricks was to lift the toilet seat and let it slam down --- always at 3am!
One of Mo’s favorite pastimes was bombarding the “other cat” in the plate glass patio. If he knew it was only his reflection, he never let on. He also loved to play baseball. I would pitch the ball up in the air, and he would run the length of the hallway, jump to the top of his scratching post, and bat the ball back to me. He never missed.
Even though Mo is never allowed outside without my close attention, I have never figured out how to break him of catching garden snakes. He parades around the yard, head held high with the snake dangling from his mouth. He looks like he’s sporting a handlebar moustache. He always releases the snake unharmed.
Mo has had to learn to live with a big dog named Tasha. Not to worry – when the dog holds him at bay at the top of the stairs, Mo simply dives between Tasha’s legs and hides under the curtain, leaving the dog dumbfounded.
Mo looks like he is fat and lazy, but he knows he’s a working cat. His job is to keep the house free of creepy critters. His second responsibility is to remind the dog who’s the boss. This he does quite simply about twice a year: Casually strolling past the unsuspecting pooch, Mo deals a quick, sound smack to his snout and just casually walks away.
Now Mo is over sixteen years old. He still gets attention by curling up in the sink when I’m brushing my teeth. He has become more cautious in his old age and knows people can’t see in the dark, so he always cries out twice to let me know where he is.
There came a day when the old warrior decided, “I will fight no more.” Now he hides under the hemlock tree rather than rush the prowling enemy. I pretend I don’t know he’s hiding so as not to embarrass him.
But most of the time Mo sleeps and keeps track of the squirrels and chipmunks from his stool at the window.
Mo is clever, humorous, forgiving, loyal, tolerant, loving, gentle, and patient. He is so beautiful! Is it possible he came to reminf me of the kind person I would like to be?
Maybe that’s Mo’s secret.

Excerpt from Chapter 2

2006-06-13T15:00:00.000+08:00

CHAPTER II:
Good Samaritans

OUR FRIEND, CHARLOTTE YATER
By Anna Briggs

The first time Charlotte Yater met me, she wasn’t very happy about it. Friends have gone behind Charlotte’s back to call the National Humane Education Society about the stray cat she was sheltering in a basement room in her Brooklyn, New York apartment building.
The animal was a little orange ball of fur they called “Rusty,” cute as could be but impossible to housebreak. The odor was getting to be more than the residents were willing to put up with – except, of course, for Charlotte.
She loved that little cat so dearly, she was close to tears when, suddenly one Saturday morning, I arrived from faraway Virginia to carry her Rusty off to an animal sanctuary called Peace Plantation.
I was so taken by Charlotte’s allegiance to this little cat, that I suggested she accompany me back to Virginia so she could reassure herself that Rusty would be in good hands. Charlotte declined my invitation but took to heart my parting words: “Anytime you want to come down to see him, you’re perfectly welcome.” The very next week, Charlotte caught a plane to Virginia and arrived at Peace Plantation, where her reservations disappeared when she saw Rusty ensconced in the window of my Leesburg office – “just like he owned the place.”
From that day on, Charlotte became one of the Society’s staunchest champions and a close personal friend to me and my daughter, Virginia “Ginger” Dungan, the society’s vice-president. Charlotte has been a member of our Board of Directors for the past decade.
And Rusty became one of Peace Plantation’s more famous “trustees,” living out his natural life in our care.
From the time that Charlotte Yater was a little girl growing up in Hamilton, Illinois, a small town in the Mississippi River, she had an abiding love for animals, especially strays. She was known to coax them to follow her home.
When she was 21, Charlotte moved to New York City and found her first job at Columbia University’s Teachers College. As a resident of Manhattan who worked days and took courses at night, she found it practically impossible to indulge her love of animals.
Only when she moved to Brooklyn some 35 years ago was Charlotte able to join like-minded friends in rescuing strays and finding homes for them. Brooklyn Heights was a good place for that kind of humane activity. The people there were fond of animals, and it was often said that people who wanted to abandon their pets would drop them off Brooklyn Heights because they knew they would be well cared for.
When a home could not be found for a stray dog or cat in Brooklyn, Charlotte would turn to me and Peace Plantation – but only as a last resort.
“That’s the way it should be,” says Charlotte. “Rather than have to send it to Peace Plantation, which is always nearly full, it’s better to find a home here.”
Whenever the Society has mounted rescue efforts in New York city, Charlotte has been there to lend a hand. One of the most memorable roundups was the sweep of the St. George Hotel in Brooklyn, which had become a residency facility and a haven for animals on the loose.
Charlotte joined Ginger and earl Dungan in trapping some 15 cats in the basement and courtyard of that venerable building, which only recently was destroyed by massive fire. “A dreadful fire,” says Charlotte. “I only hoped the other people who lived there took their pets with them where they fled.”
Charlotte has three cats of her own: Barry, a black-and-white whom she adopted six years ago when he was eight, and two tabbies, Eloise and Emily, whom her sister left behind when she died two years ago. These are the latest in a long line of cats that have shared Charlotte’s apartment. “All the cats I’ve had were ‘found’,” she says. “I never went out and bought a cat or went out looking for them. They found me.”
People in her apartment building have found Charlotte to be the perfect pet sitter. While she is getting beyond the point of walking dogs any longer, she is still available for cat sitting. “Everybody wants me to take care of their cats because I treat them so well. I like to brush them or play with them – whatever they like; they are always glad to see me.”
So are we always glad to see Charlotte Yater, a dear friend, whose love for animals and concern for their welfare energizes the Society in its work for humane education.

Just to share - from a book I grew fond of =)

2006-06-12T18:12:00.000+08:00

PAWS FOR THOUGHT
How Animals Enrich Our Lives – And How We Can Better Care For Them
BY ANNA BRIGGS

CHAPTER I:
Rescues

WALT’S WORLD
By Maurice Marsolais

On a wall in my dining room hangs a framed, 9” x 12” picture of a cat with a baby bird sitting on her back. Visitors have difficulty believing what they see.
“That is impossible!” they say. ”This couldn’t have happened. This must be trick photography!”
As unlikely as the scenario seems, it really did happen. Here’s how it came about:
On July 4, 1989, my daughter brought me a baby bird that had fallen from its nest in a tree in the apartment complex where my daughter lives. “Here, Dad,” she said. “You raise him.”
Raising a baby bird had not been in my plans. When I looked at the little fellow – tiny, weak, and with few feathers on his body – I doubted he could survive. I had inherited a big job.
Warmth and food seemed paramount. I lined a box with soft material and put the box near a warm air vent. I began feeding him with Cream of Wheat with a medicine dropper. Three days later, he was still alive. Despite his fragility, the little creature showed toughness, a resiliency. He was struggling to live.
Fortunately, I was already retired. Walt required 17-18 hours of my time every day. He was always hungry. It was Cream of Wheat 12-15 times a day, from daylight to dark. After five days, he began to get stronger and bigger.
It seemed time for a change of diet, but to what? I wasn’t sure whether his species was worm-eater or grain-eater, so I decided a mixture of millet and ground beef, which I made to little pellets and gently pushed down his throat. He thrived on the new diet, growing bigger and stronger each day.
I thought about birds and baby birds and how much effort I had to put into keeping this one little bird alive. “How do parent birds manage to feed four to five nestlings?” I wondered. “It’s an incredible amount of work!”
When it became clear that Walt would survive, I realized I was the only parent he knew. Was it up to me to teach him to recognize food and to feed himself?
We graduated to worms. I would dig worms and push them down his throat – as many as 15 worms every day. I began to be concerned. “Why can’t he pick one up and swallow it by himself?”
At first, he wasn’t ready, but a few days later, I ran to my wife and excitedly blurted out the good news: “Walt picked up a worm and swallowed it all by himself!” I was thrilled. It seemed a big step forward in Walt’s growth and development.
Walt and I became inseparable. That was Walt’s idea. Maybe he identified me as the sole source of food and did not want to let me out of his sight. If I went outside, he went outside too; if I was inside, that’s where he wanted to be. His favorite places to sit were on my shoulder and atop my head. Now and then I would type letters with Walt sitting on my shoulder. When I cooked meals or did the dishes, Walt would perch on my head. Sometimes, he would tire and I could feel him folding his legs; then, he would snuggle down in my hair and fall asleep.
Toward the middle of the second week of Walt’s upbringing, my wife and I were sitting on the grass in the backyard. Our cat, Blanche, was snoozing in the sunshine when Walt walked up to her and began pecking at her stomach as if to ascertain what kind of creature she was.
Since Blanche didn’t seem to mind the intrusion, Walt hopped up on her back. One is tempted to put thoughts and words into this scenario:
Walt: What a great place to sit. I can see the entire backyard from here!
Blanche: This is not my idea of fun, but the Marsolaises have been good to me for 11years. If this little guy is a friend of theirs, then I guess I have to be nice to him.
Not long after, I gave Walt a bath in a saucer in the sink under a dripping faucet. After the ablutions, I placed Walt, still soaking wet, on the dining room table. The next thing I knew, Walt had hopped onto the back of a startled Blanche, who seemed to be saying, “It’s OK to sit on my back, but do you have to drip water all over me?”
If I were a cat, I think I would have found Walt’s boldness and intrusiveness annoying, maybe to the point of anger. Amazingly, in all the time the two spend together in various situations, Blanche never once showed anger. This was difficult to fathom.
We were into the third week and Walt had yet to fly. Was I supposed to teach him? Now and then, he would flap his wings, as though to exercise and strengthen them. One day, I placed Walt on a low-hanging branch of our oak tree, we went to the far end of the yard, patted my shoulder, and called out the word of encouragement: “Come on, Walt. Fly! You can do it!” He took off, flew the 30feet, and landed on my shoulder. His first flight! As gratifying as this achievement was, it was becoming obvious that our unusual relationship would soon be ending.
For two and a half weeks, I have never been out of Walt’s sight. He had never spent a night outside by himself. One evening, with great reluctance, I left my friend outside and went to bed. I had difficulty sleeping. Would he make it through the night? Would he know enough to sit on the branch of a tree and not on the ground, where he would be easy prey for a predator?
At 5:30 the following morning, I opened the backdoor and there was Walt waiting to come in. He had made it! He never spent another night indoors.
The following day, I was sitting on a chair in the patio with Walt on my shoulder, when suddenly he took off. I wondered, “Is this it?” In about a minute, he was back on my shoulder. He had circled the house, his longest journey yet. For the next few days, he would spend longer periods sitting on the branches of trees within the sound of my voice, but beyond my reach. He knew my voice, but he was hearing other voices as well, responding to other commands.
Then came the inevitable – the day he left and did not return. I missed him but he left behind a number of pictures and some beautiful memories. Twenty-five years after raising three children, I had returned briefly to that earlier period and the joys of parenthood. Few things in life can compare with what a parent feels when a little “carpet crawler” realizes he can rise on wobbly legs and take those first, halting steps. Or when an infant first picks up a little spoon and tries to put food into his mouth. Or the bittersweet, hope-fear feeling that parents experience when children are big enough to leave home.
With Walt’s departure, one nagging concern remains. Because his only animal friend had been a large cat, would the newly emancipated bird make the mistake of walking up to a cat one day and introducing himself: “Hi, I’m Walt. Can we be friends?”
I hope not.

German Measles and the Cat Medication

2006-06-10T15:08:00.000+08:00

It was one weekend trapped in the confines of my room since according to the doctor quarantine is required during the incubation period of the virus. I really don't know where I've picked up the viral infection...
I had a loud time going to two hospitals and I will no longer elaborate the details. Well, for all the trouble...the good doctor made it worth the while.

During this period of solitude, I had the comfort of my cats' company 24/7. Usually Osky would sleep beside me once I turn on the airconditioner at noon till afternoon. Riley would join in from time to time. Monty...who was formerly my bed buddy had to be bribed with waffles to stay in my room. Helmut (pregnant with a humungus belly) on the other hand had to be enticed with curiosity to enter the room. So I allowed her to roam around till her interest is consumed then will persistently ask to be let out. Mickey came to visit and took a nap twice, I guess. The cats were very helpful in keeping my sanity together. That was one long weekend!

Still, thanks to the good doctor in the ER who attended to my ailments. It was comforting...just like my home with cats. =)

it's been a while

2006-04-15T14:33:00.000+08:00

The kittens are growing real fast and so playful everyday. I hardly get time off since playing with them is a handful! I'll upload pics as soon as I get a new a new Nokia USB cable.

I'm currently reading a book a good friend from the office lent me. It's entitle PAWS FOR THOUGHTS. It's a good book, it's about caring for animals and wonderful stories of animals tha were stray then care for, some were abandoned then adopted into new homes. I'll post some excerpts but first I need to choose one that has cats involve (biased!) =)

Look what the Cat dragged in...

2006-02-19T17:46:00.000+08:00

One afternoon 2 kittens were left at the front gate and were meowing so loud one of the mother cats (Helmut) took notice and brought them in. Eversince she's been caring for them. Poor little kittens left out in the cold and don't even know food except for feeding from cat's milk. We can't just send them away since Helmut adopted them so my Dad said we'd just need to take care of 'em both. Here they are - Missy (calico) and Ginger (3-colored stripes)!

more pics from the litter!!!!

2006-02-19T17:32:00.000+08:00

Quinn

malcolm

trevor

crip

mollie

here are the cute kitties at 7 weeks old!

crip

Helmut's Special

2006-02-06T18:53:00.000+08:00

Crip

Trevor

The New Additions

2006-02-06T18:45:00.000+08:00

Mollie

Nigel

Malcolm

Quinn

2006 - new year and new kittens!

2006-02-06T18:35:00.000+08:00

2006 has been quite a year and was a really nice start. On Jan 1st my cat - Cookie gave birth to 4 lovely kittens:
1 - Malcolm (m)
2 - Nigel (m)
3 - Quinn (m)
4 - Mollie (f)

And if that was not exciting enough...3 days later it was Helmut's turn. She gave birth to 2 extraordinarily cute kittens:
1 - Trevor (m)
2 - Crip (m)
However, again there was a deformity with one of the kittens - yup, it's crip (short for Crippled...how rude, I know, I know but it got stuck with him). But in spite of this he is trying his best to walk normally as possible and lately I can see that his hind legs are near correction (much thanks to his gallant efforts!) and he's just as much active as the rest of the litter.

The kittens at about 1 week old.

2005 was a good year

2005-12-31T00:00:00.000+08:00

The new year is just hours away and 2005 is about to be part of history. Looking back at all the adventures of this year, I could say 2005 was a wild ride! It was as tough as a bull and was as smooth as satin sheets. It was a year of mixed emotions, varied thoughts and moments of reflection. This year I was given the oppurtunity to take on responsibility over 17 kittens and cats (and more to come). This year too I lost 2 uncles, my grandmother (father's side) and my great aunt (mother's side). This year marks my giant leap out of the comforts of dependence on my mom (but not yet completely). This year too, I found myself in the kitchen - cooking and what not (and actually getting addicted to it). Also, this year has taught me to be less impulsive and to save up funds for something better later. This year had almost made me half-crazy and half-numb. This year too had made me half-happy and half-sad. It feels like the year started too soon and ended too fast. I guess it's always like that when you're more awake than asleep.

I can say that this year had been a struggle for me internally and that my pet cats have evermore been the source of keeping me stable both emotinally and mentally. Thank God for cats!

Now, moments away is a new year which hopefully will be better and brighter. Meow.

Cats, Kittens and Christmas

2005-12-27T21:37:00.000+08:00

Warm thoughts, cuddly creatures, and a fun-filled evening...
'twas wonderful even for most of the kittens as it was their first Christmas!
There were gifts and noche buena for the pets too.

=)

Purrfect Gifts for Christmas - part 12

2005-12-23T05:09:00.000+08:00

To complete the 12 days of Christmas (gifts!), here's the 2006 Cat Lover's Calendar.
A must have for all feline fanatics! :>

Cat Lovers 2006 Calendar (12 x 12 inches)
With their soft fur and that sweet purr, cats have an incredibly calming effect on people. This delightful 2006 wall calendar is dedicated to cat lovers everywhere.
$12.99

Purrfect Gifts for Christmas - part 11

2005-12-22T05:58:00.000+08:00

Cat Coasters

Killen's Cats (4 inches in diameter)
$24.95

Catnip Coaster (4 Inches)

Set of 4 cork-backed coasters. Made from naturally absorbent sandstone.
$24.95

Cat with Tulips Coaster (4 Inches)

Set of 4 cork-backed coasters. Made from naturally absorbent sandstone.
$24.95

shop at http://www.krittersinthemailbox.com/animals/cats/coaster2.htm

Purrfect Gifts for Christmas - part 10

2005-12-21T00:26:00.000+08:00

Cat Night Lights

Siamese Cat Night Light
(5 1/2 inches tall)

This night light has a 4 watt bulb with on/off switch and is gift boxed. UL Listed.

$16.95

Sitting Cat- Black and White
(5-1/2 inches tall)

This night light has a 4 watt bulb with on/off switch and is gift boxed. UL Listed.

$16.95

Sitting Cat- Siamese Night Light
(5-1/2 inches tall)

This night light has a 4 watt bulb with on/off switch and is gift boxed. UL Listed.

$16.95

shop at http://www.krittersinthemailbox.com/animals/cats/nightlight.htm

Purrfect Gifts for Christmas - part 9

2005-12-20T07:02:00.000+08:00

Cat Tote Bags

Tabby Cat
(17 x 14 inches)
This roomy 100% cotton tote is coated in PVC to keep things inside dry on wet days or keep out sand during a day at the beach! Easy clean up with only a damp cloth.
$15.95

Kittens Arrived Tote
(17 x 14 inches)
This roomy 100% cotton tote is coated in PVC to keep things inside dry on wet days or keep out sand during a day at the beach! Easy clean up with only a damp cloth.
$15.95

Cats Galore Tote
(17 x 14 inches)
This roomy 100% cotton tote is coated in PVC to keep things inside dry on wet days or keep out sand during a day at the beach! Easy clean up with only a damp cloth.
$15.95

Cats Arrived Tote
(17 x 14 inches)
This roomy 100% cotton tote is coated in PVC to keep things inside dry on wet days or keep out sand during a day at the beach! Easy clean up with only a damp cloth.
$15.95

shop at http://www.krittersinthemailbox.com/animals/cats/tote.htm

Purrfect Gifts for Christmas - part 8

2005-12-19T21:48:00.000+08:00

Cat Doormats

Willow Pattern Doormat (18 x 27 inches)This outdoor and indoor mat has a Eurthane non-skid backing. The 100% poly face is permanently dyed and fade resistant. $23.50

Kit kat & Boots (18 x 27 inches) This outdoor and indoor mat has a Eurthane non-skid backing. The 100% poly face is permanently dyed and fade resistant. $23.50 Peeping Toms Doormat (18 x 27 inches)This outdoor and indoor mat has a Eurthane non-skid backing. The 100% poly face is permanently dyed and fade resistant. $23.50 Dandelions Black Cats Doormat (18 x 27 inches)This outdoor and indoor mat has a Eurthane non-skid backing. The 100% poly face is permanently dyed and fade resistant. $23.50

shop at http://www.krittersinthemailbox.com/animals/cats/doormat.htm

Purrfect Gifts for Christmas - part 7

2005-12-18T03:46:00.000+08:00

CAT Cookie Cutters and Cookie Stamps

Cat
(4.25 x 3.25)
These very sturdy cookie cutters are
handmade of copper which is 1-1/4
inches deep with a riveted design
which should last for generations!
Handmade in the USA.
$10.50

Cat Sitting
(4.25" x 3.25")
These very sturdy cookie cutters are
handmade of copper which is 1-1/4
inches deep with a riveted design
which should last for generations!
Handmade in the USA.
$10.50

Cat with a Heart Cookie Stamp
(2 inch diameter)
These beautiful cookie stamps are
made of red clay and are glazed
and fired for heirloom quality.
$8.50

Cat With A Bow Cookie Stamp
(2 inch diameter)
These beautiful cookie stamps are
made of red clay and are glazed
and fired for heirloom quality.
$8.50

shop at
http://www.krittersinthemailbox.com/animals/cats/cookiestamp1.htm ;
http://www.krittersinthemailbox.com/animals/cats/cookiecutter.htm

Purrfect Gifts for Christmas - Part 6

2005-12-17T14:14:00.000+08:00

CAT Tea Towels

I'm Slimming Tomorrow Tea Towel
(19 x 29 inches)
Printed Linen Tea Towel.
$11.95

It's A Cat's Life Tea Towel
(19 x 29 inches)
Printed Linen Tea Towel.
$11.95

Cats Menu Tea Towel
(19 x 29 inches)
Printed Linen Tea Towel.
$11.95

Cat Phrases Tea Towel
(19 x 29 inches)
Printed Linen Tea Towel.
$11.95

shop at http://www.krittersinthemailbox.com/animals/cats/towel2.htm

Purrfect Gifts for Christmas - part 5

2005-12-16T21:10:00.000+08:00

Cat T-shirts

Pocket Kitten
$21.50*

Kitty Overalls
$21.50*

Creepin Up
$21.50*

some sizes may be out of stock*
shop at http://www.krittersinthemailbox.com/animals/cats/tshirt.htm

Purrfect Gifts for Christmas - part 4

2005-12-15T22:52:00.000+08:00

Cat Mouse Pads

Look Over Here
(Approx. 8.5 x 7.5 Inches)
$7.50

Sleepy Kitty
(Approx. 8.5 x 7.5 Inches)
$7.50

Cat N Mouse Mouse Pad
(Approx. 8.5 x 7.5 Inches)
$7.50

Basket Cat Mouse Pad
(Approx. 8.5 x 7.5 Inches)
$7.50

visit and shop at http://www.krittersinthemailbox.com/animals/cats/mousepad.htm

Purrfect Gifts for Christmas - part 3

2005-12-14T21:05:00.000+08:00

Cat Socks

Cat Silhouette
1 Pair of cat themed thin socks. Ladies size 9-11
$7.50

Cat Breeds (Size 9-11)
1 Pair of Ladies thin Socks in size 9-11.
$7.50

vist and shop at http://www.krittersinthemailbox.com/animals/cats/socks.htm

Purrfect Gifts for Christmas part 2

2005-12-13T22:42:00.000+08:00

Cat Paperweights

Black and White Cat Paperweight
Bean bag kitty cat approx. 4" tall Silk screen
print on 100% cotton Stuffed with non-allergic
fiberfill and weighted with plastic pellets
$10.50

Striped Tabby Kitten Paperweight (4 inches)
Bean bag kitty cat approx. 4" tall Silk screen
print on 100% cotton Stuffed with non-allergic
fiberfill and weighted with plastic pellets
$10.75

Orange Tabby Kitten Paperweight (4 inches)
Bean bag kitty cat approx. 4" tall Silk screen
print on 100% cotton Stuffed with non-allergic
fiberfill and weighted with plastic pellets
$10.25

Calico Kitty (4 inches)
Bean bag kitty cat approx. 4" tall Silk screen
print on 100% cotton Stuffed with non-allergic
fiberfill and weighted with plastic pellets
$10.95

visit and shop at http://www.krittersinthemailbox.com/animals/cats/paperweight.htm

Purrfect Gifts for Christmas - Cat Clocks

2005-12-12T21:30:00.000+08:00

Black and White Short Hair
(Approximately 3 inches high)
$17.50

Persian
This cat figurine with clock built in is perfect for
a desk or table.
$17.25

visit and shop - http://www.krittersinthemailbox.com/animals/cats/clock.htm

A Tribute to Tucker

2005-12-10T07:30:00.000+08:00

*cheese*

grooming time

waah! candid camera!

zZzz... ZzzZ... Zzzz... zzZz...

tucker guarding his bowl

he knew i was taking his picture =)

cute tucker

tucker sleeping with his tooth showing

tucker sleeping on the newly dry-cleaned comforter
(and doesn't want to be disturbed!)

with tucker is my cousin, MC
(what a messy room!)

Monty and His Unguarded Moments

2005-12-09T21:37:00.000+08:00

Monty and I share a common passion - sleeping!

monty asleep

monty enjoying his sleep

monty sleeping on my bed, beside me

monty sleeping with his mouth open

monty sleeping on the couch

Sailormoon Cats - Luna, Artemis, Diana

2005-12-08T21:51:00.000+08:00

Luna
Luna is the first cat we see appearing in episode
one. She is black with red eyes (though her human
form has blue eyes), and she has a yellow crescent
moon on her forehead. Luna first meets Usagi in
episode one when Usagi saves her from being
tortured by little kids. Later on, Luna appears in
Usagi's room and speaks to Usagi. She gives Usagi
a brooch and the ability to transform into the
pretty soldier, Sailormoon. Luna tells Usagi that
her mission is to find their Princess and to defeat
the Dark Kingdom. Luna helps Usagi find three
other Sailor Senshi, Mercury, Mars, and Jupiter.
Luna also gives the Sailor Senshi special items in
the first season, like their transformation sticks,
Ami's super minicomputer, and several items for
Sailormoon. She later meets up with Artemis who
brings along Sailorvenus.

Artemis
Artemis is the male white cat. He first finds Aino
Minako, and he gives her the power to become
Sailor V. Later, they meet up with the other Sailor
Senshi in Tokyo, and V becomes Venus.

Diana
Diana first appears in SuperS by cuddling up to
her father, Artemis, on the street, calling him her
dad. Luna and the Sailor Senshi assume that
Artemis has had an affair with another cat, and as
a result, Luna smacks the poor cat rather harshly.
It is not until Chibi-usa finds her that Diana
reveals to all that she is the daughter of Artemis
and Luna.

source http://www.eternalsailormoon.org/characters/cats

Tuffy's Dinnertime Cat - Professional Formula Catfood

2005-12-07T21:13:00.000+08:00

Dinnertime Cat

Chicken, Liver and Tuna Flavor Cat Food
Dinnertime Cat Food contains the essential balance of vitamins and minerals that cats require. Supplemented with taurine to assure your cat's best health, every morsel of this flavorful meal contains the flavors your cat loves - chicken, liver and tuna.

Guaranteed Analysis

Crude Protein (Min)
31.0%
Crude Fat (Min)
9.0%
Crude Fiber (Max)
3.5%
Moisture (Max)
12.0%
Calcium (Min)
1.2%
Phosphorus (Min)
0.8%
Salt (Max)
1.5%
Taurine (Min)
0.1%

Ingredients

Whole grain ground corn, poultry by-product-meal, corn gluten meal, soybean meal, wheat middlings, digest of liver and poultry, poultry fat (preserved with BHA and citric acid), brewers yeast, yeast culture, salt, tuna meal, chicken meal, choline chloride, minerals (ferrous sulfate, zinc sulfate, calcium carbonate, zinc oxide, copper sulfate, manganous oxide, sodium selenite, mineral oil, calcium iodate, cobalt carbonate), taurine, vitamins (vitamin A acetate,vitamin D3 supplement, vitamin E supplement, niacin, pantothenic acid, thiamine mononitrate, riboflavin supplment, pyridoxine hydrochloride, folic acid, menadiaone sodium bisulfite complex (source of vitamin K activity), biotin, vitamin B12 supplement).

Tuffy's Dinnertime Cat is formulated to meet the nutritional levels established by the Association of American Feed Control Officials (AAFCO) cat food nutrient profiles for all life stages.

Tuffy's Pet Foods, Inc.P.O. Box 190Perham, MN 56573(218) 346-7500Check out our other quality productsby visiting our other KLN CompaniesBarrel O'Fun, Kenny's Candy, NutriSource
http://www.tuffyspetfoods.com/Feed_Store/dinner_cat.html
© copyright 2000-2005, KLN Enterprises. All Rights Reserved

Commonly Asked Questions About Cats

2005-12-03T08:45:00.000+08:00

Q: Does my cat need to have meat and/or fish products in her diet?
A: Domestic cats are descended from strict meat-eaters, and their behavior reveals their carnivorous nature. When hunting, domestic cats will seek small prey such as mice, birds, and insects. They may even kill and eat a rabbit. They will stop eating a meal of commercial cat food and go off hunting if distracted by potential prey. The particular chemistry and structure of the cat's gastrointestinal system is well-suited to digesting and absorbing nutrients from animal-based proteins and fats. Vegetarian diets can be result in harmful deficiencies of certain essential amino acids, fatty acids, and vitamins.

Q: How much fiber is good for my cat?
A: Fiber in the diet is probably good for overall gastrointestinal health and may help overweight cats trim down. Dietary fiber is thought to help maintain proper weight by diluting the caloric density of the food, and through physical effects and hormonal interactions. For reasons not yet understood, dietary fiber also seems to help in the management of mild hyperglycemia, a relatively common problem in older cats.
On the other hand, too much fiber in the diet can decrease the digestibility of other important nutrients. Also, certain features of the catÕs intestinal tract, including a relatively small colon and non-functional cecum, suggest that cats may not be able to utilize dietary fibers as well as other animals.

Q: How often should I feed and water my cat?
A: If given free access to food, cats will eat between 12 and 20 meals a day, evenly spread out over the 24-hour light-dark cycle. It goes against the nature of the cat to force it to eat only one meal a day.
Fresh water should be available at all times, but the amount needed varies with the type of diet and the environmental conditions. Cats don't drink as much per kilogram of body weight as do dogs, perhaps because of their evolution as desert animals. Cats will drink only two milliliters of water for every gram of dry food they eat. Whereas dogs will drink enough water to replace six percent of their body weight in one hour, cats will take 24 hours to do the same. The weak thirst drive of cats puts them at higher risk of developing urinary tract stones. While they may be better off eating canned cat food, which contains 78 to 82 percent water, simply adding water to dry food will also help to protect against stone formation.

Q: How can I help my overweight cat trim down?
A: The most obvious answer is to put less of the same type of food in her bowl each day, still allowing her to eat at all times of the day. This is not the same as letting her eat as much as she wants at all times. About 30 to 40 percent of cats will overeat and become fat if given this latitude. Some cat owners offer less appealing food. Another option is to feed one of the low-calorie cat foods on the market. It's also important to remember to keep your cat from sampling the next-door-neighbor's food and to refrain from giving her table scraps.

Q: Is it true that cats are finicky eaters?
A: It is true that taste, texture, and moisture content of food is more important to cats than it is to dogs. Cats will choose foods on the basis of these features rather than nutritional adequacy. That is why it is important for cat owners to make sure their pets are getting the recommended amounts and mix of all of the essential vitamins, minerals, and other nutrients.
In contrast to dogs, cats will not eat a powdered, commercial diet. They will, however, eat the same diet if it is provided as pellets, in a mash, or in gel form. Typically, they like the gel form the best. They are more sensitive to bitter taste than cats and prefer warm to cold food.

Comic Strip's Karate Kat

2005-11-30T21:16:00.000+08:00

I'm lean... I'm mean.... a karate
machine...keeeeeee-yow!

I remember watching this on weekday afternoons
on channel9. The cat characters are various and
funny. There's Big Momma from McClaw's
detective agency (Karate Kat's employer) including
weapons expert Katmandu, slowwitted Cat Gut, and
his dorky sister Becca, colleague Meow Baby and
Catatonic plus the town's gangsters - Big Poppa
(ex-husband of Big Momma) and his cohorts.

A Rankin Bass Production. This was a segment on
"The Comic Strip" show about a suave cat detective,
protector of the weak, who fights bad guys and usually
gets knocked around while doing so.

source
http://www.bcdb.com/cartoons/Other_Studios/R
/Rankin_Bass_Productions/
The_Comic_Strip/

---Cat Jokes---

2005-11-29T21:20:00.000+08:00

Fast Q & A
*Did you hear about the cat who swallowed a ball of wool? She had mittens.
*What do you get when you cross a chick with an alley cat? A peeping tom.
*Why don't cats play poker in the jungle? Too many cheetahs.
*What is a cat's favourite song? Three Blind Mice.
*What did the freshman computer science major say when he was told that the work stations had mice? Don't you have a cat?
*What is a cat's way of keeping law & order? Claw Enforcement.
*How did a cat take first prize at the bird show? He just jumped up to the cage, reached in, and took it.
*Why did a person with an unspayed female cat have to go to court? For kitty littering.
*Why did the litter of communist kittens become capitalists? Because they finally opened their eyes.
*Why are cats better than babies? Because you only have to change a litter box once a day.
*What do you get when you cross an elephant with a cat? A big furry creature that purrs while it sits on your lap and squashes you.
*What does a cat do when it gets mad? It has a hissy fit.
*What is a cat's favourite colour? Purrrrrrrple!
*What do you call a cat that has swallowed a duck? A duck filled fatty puss.
*What does a cat like to eat on a hot day? A mice cream cone.
*Why is the cat so grouchy? Because he's in a bad mewd.
If there are ten cats on a boat and one jumps off, how many cats are left on the boat? None! They were copy cats.
*Is it bad luck if a black cat follows you? That depends on whether you're a man or a mouse.
*How does the cat get its own way? With friendly purrsuasion.
*What's happening when you hear "woof... splat... meow... splat?" It's raining cats and dogs.
*What is the cat's favourite magazine? Good Mousekeeping.
*How many cats can you put into an empty box? Only one. After that, the box isn't empty.
*Why is it so hard for a leopard to hide? Because he's always spotted.
*Why did the cat run from the tree? Because it was afraid of the bark!
*What do you use to comb a cat? A catacomb.

Vet Clinic
A man runs into the vet clinic with his dog. The doctor says "What seems to be the problem?" The man, frantic, says, "Well, he just isn't acting right, Doc. Can you do something for him?" At this point, a cat comes sauntering into the room. The cat walks in a circle around the dog, checking him out. "Oh, don't mind him, that's my cat", says the doctor. "Anyway, your dog seems to be okay now. Take these pills and give them to him once a day. Call if you have any more problems."
Well, the dog recovered nicely. A few days later, the man receives the vet's bill in the mail. $10.00 for medicine, $450.00 for lab tests.
The man rushes to the phone-calls the doctor.
"Doctor! This bill! I'm sure you didn't run any lab tests! I don't understand! What's the $450.00 for??"The doctor replies, "Oh, sure, that's for the cat scan."

don't blame me- these are the guys w/ that kind of humor - http://www.moggies.co.uk/html/catjokes.html

Cat Jewlery/Colars - Holiday Shopping part 2

2005-11-28T22:03:00.000+08:00

Your pet will feel like royalty with their very own colars or jewelry. Doesn't your little one deserve the best? Dress up your cat with the biggest collection of Swarovski Austrian Crystal pet jewelry, as well as pet themed jewelry for cat lovers!

Visit http://www.catsplay.com/jewelry.php3 and have your pick at a unique gift that will be treasured by your feline buddy forever.

Holiday Shopping for Your Pet!

2005-11-27T23:54:00.000+08:00

The holidays are here! What would be a purr-fect gift for the your feline buddy?

Tick Nipper® No harmful heat applications,
no messy chemicals and very easy to use. The Tick Nipper won't
squeeze the tick as tweezers do, leaves no mouth parts and the
20X lens in its hub lets you examine the tick - so you know for sure.
Selling at $7.99.

Smart Brush for CatsThe four interchangeable heads
include: Rubber Nubs - remove loose hair and massage
the skin.Pin Tipped Steel - separates and removes snarls.
Nylon Bristle - adds body and shine.Metal Slicker -
stimulates the skin while removing hair and snarls.
Selling at $16.99 a set.

Cat Zoom GroomThree to five minutes per day can
produce healthy skin and a healthy coat.
ZoomGrooming will dramatically reduce the age-old
loose hair problem, and your pet will look, smell and
feel better! Only $6.95.

for your shopping pleasure, visit http://www.cattoys.com/playground.html

Feline Acne

2005-11-26T06:31:00.000+08:00

The Daily Cat: Bringing Up Kitty: Good Grooming
Dealing With Feline Acne
By Sandra L. Toney for The Daily Cat

Everyone's been there. Graduation day, prom night, your wedding arrives, you look in the mirror and there it is -- acne! But did you know your cat can get acne, too?

Recognizing Acne
Feline acne is a localized infection and almost always affects the chin area. It usually starts as small, oily black plugs in the chin -- much like blackheads -- sometimes progressing into inflamed pustules or pimples. The condition is caused by infected (or plugged) hair follicles. Grooming the chin area is difficult for kitty, which leads to a build-up of dirt and oil, and eventually, acne.

Possible Causes
Causes of feline acne vary, and include food allergies, contact allergies, lack of cleanliness, and even stress. However, plastic food and water dishes are major culprits. Plastic is a magnet for bacteria (which may irritate your cat's skin, causing the acne) and dirt that work their way into scratches and nicks, continually infecting your cat. Switching to glass, ceramic or stainless steel bowls is the best solution, along with thoroughly washing your cat's dishes every day. Cats with flat faces, such as Persians and Exotics, are particularly susceptible to feline acne and may need your assistance in cleaning their chins after meals.

Treatment Options
Treatment varies, but most veterinarians will recommend daily cleaning of the affected area with an antibiotic soap, followed by a topical ointment, either antibiotic or anti-fungal. Oral antibiotics may also be prescribed, as well as a scrub with hydrogen peroxide. NEVER try to pop or drain the pustules, as this spreads the infection and furthers the problem. When feline acne does not respond to topical treatment, there are a couple of things to consider. The first one is whether or not it really is feline acne. It may be one of the conditions that can mimic feline acne, such as ringworm, food allergies, yeast infections, or demodectic mange. If it is feline acne and conventional treatments aren't working, your veterinarian should culture one of the pustules, and then choose an oral or systemic antibiotic based on the culture results. Feline acne can turn into serious infection, so don't take it lightly. Talk to your veterinarian about the best course of action.

source: http://www.catsplay.com/thedailycat/2003-01-27/bringing_grooming/acne/acne.html

I Don't Want To Live Without You by Foreigner (1987)

2005-11-25T23:46:00.000+08:00

I find myself in a strange situation and I don't know how
What seemed to be an infatuation is so different now.
I can't get by if we're not together
ooh
can't you see?Girl
I want you now and forever close to me.

I'm longing for the time
I'm longing for the day
Hoping that you will promise to be mine and never go away.

I don't wanna live without you
don't wanna live without you
I could never live without you
live without your love.

I asked myself but there's no explanation for the way I feel
I know I've reached the right destination and I know it's real.

I'm longing for the time
I'm longing for the day
When I'll be giving you
this heart of mine
believe me when I say:

I don't wanna live without
I don't wanna live without you...
No
I don't wanna live without you
I don't wanna live without you...
NowI don't wanna live without you
I don't wanna live without you

I could never be without you
be without your love.
I don't wanna live without you
live without your love
Live without your love
live without your love
You see I'm lost without your love.

views:
The lyrics may not exactly fit, but this is for my Tucker. He will be missed.

An Early Mourning

2005-11-25T21:52:00.000+08:00

I hate thinking that my day didn't start right ...but I guess it did. I slept early last night since I had no sleep at all from the previous day. However, at that time it felt as if though something was amiss.

I woke up this morning real early. I had breakfast as if I've never eaten in such a long time. My dad let one of the cats in - it was Bubbles. I wasn't planning to feed the cats yet since it was just around 5:30 am, but my dad initiated it. I decided to clean their bowls first. I brought the food outside - to the porch where I usually feed them. When every cat was busily eating, I took the time to touch some of them to feel their furs. It was then that I noticed Tucker was missing. I told my dad and he said that I had better take a look around - near our neighbors.

I stepped outside the gate and naturally I turned to my right and to my horror I saw my pet cat lying on the ground lifeless. That was such a dreadful sight. It was so painful I started to cry while running back to the house. I told my dad what happened and dashed to my brother's room struggling to say the words I never thought I'd be saying.

That experience has left me hurt and frustrated. I was thinking maybe if only I came home right away this could've not happened. I was thinking why,why Tucker? Why him? He was my pet, he was the special one. He was mine. He was my treasure. He was my Tucker.

I could not believe that I am in a neighborhood with such ill-natured people capable of malicious and cruel intentions.

I did take a look at the crime scene though it was heartrending. There were no traces of blood nor incisions on Tucker's body. It had to be a killing blow that took the life out of him. His tail was flared up with trauma. He was lying on his side with eyes open. There were feathers trailed near his body, evidence of a chase and a hunt. The feathers were indistinctive, it may have been a bird or a small chicken.

The frustrating part is that I've just learned the neighbors to the left were raising chickens or some sort. They should know that they need a permit to have a poultry of cocks or what not inside a private subdivision. Furthermore, those people do not belong there as they just squatted on the vacant or more likely abandoned house beside our place. What a shame. The culprit was a land-grabbing, good-for-nothing, low-life.

My brother and I came up with the conclusion that Tucker must have gone hunting and one of the chickens was the prey. Tucker was a natural hunter. he loved bird-watching and most of call catching them. He was just living his everyday life, doing his regular routine until those low-lifes ended his journey.

Part of the anger is the thought that he had the same fate as his namesake. Also my favorite and most-loved character (from Startrek - ENTERPRISE), Commander Charles "Trip" Tucker III.

Life can be so cruel. Life can be full of disappointments. Life can be a taste of the bitter herb. But songs of the many wonderful moments of yore will always be the memory of how a good life was lived. May his soul rest easy. May he receive a warm warrior's welcome to the better place after life.

Pangur Ban, the White Cat

2005-11-23T21:04:00.000+08:00

"The best way to cheer yourself is to try to cheer someone else up."

This quote reminds me of Fay Sampson's 4-part book series about a white cat named Pangur Ban. I enjoyed reading these books when I was around 13 (and I still love it). It's a fantasy-adventure (C.S. Lewis type) on how little mischief had brought a talking cat to the life of the heroine, Finnglas and the rest of the characters then later on realizing the bigger picture and how their lives are inter-twined. Great mysteries, splendid journeys and true friendships are forged by coming into terms with responsibility and learning to forgive. Set in the medieval locale, these books are simply awe-inspiring.

Shape-Shifter : The Naming of Pangur Ban (Pangur Ban Book #1)
Pangur Ban, the White Cat (Pangur Ban Book #2)
Finnglas of the Horses (Pangur Ban Book #3)
Finnglas and the Stones of Choosing (Pangur Ban Book #4)

Cats - favored familiar

2005-11-22T22:16:00.000+08:00

Non-Pagan history describes familiars as low-ranking demons in constant attention to Witches for the purpose of carrying out spells and bewitchments. Familiars usually assumed animal forms - cats, toads, owls, mice and dogs seem to have been the most common - though virtually any animal or insect could be suspected.

Cats were the favored forms, especially black ones. The fear that all cats were Witches' familiars was one of the primary reasons for the famous cat massacres that swept through medieval Europe.

Many modern Witches have animal familiars, usually cats, which are their magical helpers. Witches do not believe the familiars are "demons" or spirits in animal form but simply animals whose psychic attunement makes them ideal partners in magical workings. Some Witches say that it is possible to endow pets with magical powers and turn them into familiars, though others don't believe it should be done. Still others believe familiars are never "pets" (and should never be treated as such) but are animals who volunteer to work as familiars and are Karmically attracted to Witches. Witches who do not have familiars send out psychic "calls" to draw the right animal - which most of the time favors the form of a cat.

Familiars reputedly are sensitive to psychic vibrations and power and are welcomed partners inside the magic circle and other magical work. They also serve as psychic radar, reacting visibly to the presence of any negative or evil energy, whether it be an unseen force or a person who dabbles in the wrong kind of magic. Familiars are also given psychic protection by their Witches. Some Witches it seems also use the term familiar to describe thought-forms created magically and empowered to carry out a certain task on the astral plane.

source - http://www.witchs-brew.org/shadows/animals/familiar.html

Crookshanks -- Hermione's cat

2005-11-21T23:06:00.000+08:00

Crookshanks is the pet cat of Harry Potter character Hermione Granger. Crookshanks is obtained in the third book, Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban. Crookshanks is described as having ginger fur, a bottle-brush tail and squat, bandy legs. Hermione bought Crookshanks from a shop in Diagon Alley out of sympathy, as nobody wanted him due to his face, which looked squashed. Crookshanks had a habit of trying to hunt down the pet rat of Ron Weasley, Scabbers. This caused a great deal of fighting between Ron and Hermione in the third book.

read more - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Crookshanks

views:
I've watched Goblet of Fire and I liked it. Actually, I liked it so much that I had to bug my cousin at around 11pm just to have her bring to my place her copy of Prisoner of Azkahban. I had no appeal for J.K. Rowkling's work at first since having D&D, Tolkien , Magic the gathering, DC Vertigo and RPGs as a background for magic and fantasy genre. However, the story of book 3 had a very interesting lay-out which ultimately got me interested (thanks to the good screenplay writers!). The world she has created and the amazing characters within it have provided fondness which I've never felt in a long time. Having to grow with the characters and see how they change and deal with the world around them is such a joy and a thrill to indulge in. Now, I would confess the Harry Potter series is worth every penny.

Mrs. Norris

2005-11-18T23:29:00.000+08:00

Finally it's the weekend! Time to relax. I'll be watching Harry Potter on the big screen. I'm not really much of a fan though I think I'm starting to enjoy the ride of it - since the character actors are growing up with the actual book characters and they essentially do a great job of materializing the fantasy! Especially Ron! Anyways, on the right is Mrs. Norris - the cat from the Harry Potter films. Her name is Pebbles. She's a Maine Coon from London (wherelse). She was casted to do some of the shots for the corridor walks and was even trained for it! You can read more of her story - http://www.kittycoonz.com/The%20Harry%20Potter%20Cat.htm
Enjoy!

HELP! Cat in Heat!

2005-11-17T21:05:00.000+08:00

I got this from About Cats homepage. This may help us - those who do not like having their cats neutered/spayed.

Q. A work associate recently asked me to foster her cat. Sugar is a beautiful 9 mo. old cat that has not been spayed. I've never had a female cat who wasn't spayed, and I think she's in heat. The constant meowing and obvious distress is taxing my sanity! Do you have any suggestions about how to quiet her down and make her more comfortable? Also, I've heard that there may be a lot of bleeding. What precautions should I take? She's an indoor cat.

A. Unfortunately, once a female cat goes into heat, she will do so again and again (as often as every two weeks) until she is either: a) pregnant or b) spayed. It *is* extremely uncomfortable for her and will get worse rather than better. Your veterinarian may be able to give her shots to make her more comfortable. At one time, they gave male hormones for this purpose, but I think that practice has been discontinued.
Female cats in heat will go to any lengths to get outside and mate. I've also heard of toms tearing the screens off windows to get to them.
As for bleeding, you'll rarely if ever see any blood from a female cat in heat, but you might want to confine her to a room away from the main door to help keep her confined indoors.

Gallery

2005-11-16T21:47:00.000+08:00

Salem - Sabrina's talking black cat

2005-11-11T21:03:00.000+08:00

Quotes from Season 1 Episode #024, "Troll Bride"

Salem : Hurry up Sabrina, you're gonna miss the bus!
Sabrina : Oh, Salem! Have you seen my biology notes?
Salem : Nope, sports section's lining my box this week.
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Full Name:
Salem Saberhagen
Age:
Around 2-300? He has been a cat for around 25 years.
Breed:
American Shorthair, and darn proud of it!
Physical Characteristics:
· A lovely coat.
· Excellent Bone Structure.
Behaviourial Characteristics:
· Very friendly.
· Very focused. Just a little power-mad.

source: Ian Hickson's Salem Site - All about the cat on Sabrina the teenage witch ...

Tonkinese - an enjoyable breed of cats

2005-11-10T21:17:00.000+08:00

The Tonkinese blends the best features of its ancestors into one beautiful, medium-sized cat that is remarkably dense and muscular. Whether appearing in the coat pattern of its Burmese predecessor, with sparkling gold-green eyes, the pointed pattern of its Siamese ancestor, with glittering blue eyes, or the “mink” coat pattern seen in the show ring, with its unique aqua eyes, the Tonkinese is an intelligent, gregarious cat with a sense of humor. These cats are firmly convinced that humans were put on earth to love them; these are the cats that know they belong.

The colorful personality of the Tonkinese make them ideal companions. They will take possession of your lap and shoulder, and they will supervise your activities. They are warm and loving, highly intelligent, with an incredible memory and senses that are akin to radar. They are strong willed, and their humans are wise to use persistent persuasion in training them. They are naturals at inventing and playing games, using favorite toys to play fetch, and delighting in games of tag with each other. Of course hide ‘n seek is a favorite game, which they play with humans as well as other Tonks. They become your “door greeter” and will happily entertain your guests. They have been described by enthusiastic owners as part puppy (following their owner around the house), part monkey (their “acrobatics” are legend!), and can sound like an elephant running through your house when they choose. In short: they quickly take over and run your house and your life! Their affectionate ways are impossible to ignore, and they quickly endear themselves to family and visitors.

source http://www.cfainc.org/breeds/profiles/tonkinese.html

Monty

2005-11-09T20:59:00.000+08:00

Monty.

My favorite bed companion.
When I come home and would go lie on my bed, Monty automatically cuddles himself beside me like a huggable teddy-bear; like my can't-do-without embrace pillow; like warm rays of sunshine seeping in the window. While I sleep, he sleeps too. When I wake up, he wakes up too.

The cat who shares the sofa.
Everytime I watch tv, everytime I stay in the living room, everytime I sit or lie on the sofa, Monty routinely jumps to the sofa to stay with me or he sometimes stays near the sofa on the floor. He purrs and meows as if engaging in a conversation. I tell him how my day was and how lovable he truly is.

The dining room/kitchen sentinel.
Eating time...cooking time...he's always present. He normally jumps on me (like a kid who likes to be carried) and licks my ear. Naughty as he can be, he sometimes has this habit of having his teeth impressed on my chin or whatever amuses him. Thoughts of food, thoughts of satisfying hunger...Monty and I understand both.

how the afternoon nach me off of my feet...

2005-11-08T20:42:00.000+08:00

Today I had the most difficult time trying to get myself to sleep! I've just had about 2hrs of sleep (and longing for more). During this time that I was convincing myself to sleep, I took some pictures of the cats and the kittens during nap time (around 1:30 pm). Surprisingly, Nach volunteered to be my prime subject. I took a mini-video of him while he was repeatedly meowing (was sooooo cute) out of the blue. He kept marching back and forth until he began grooming himself until finally he grew tired and dashed to George for milk.

It was indeed funny and also was quite an opportunity to catch him on camera as he normally jumps and plays around while I go on chasing him to get a picture. Noon time is typically the best time to take pictures of Nach since he's as black as the night. I tried taking pictures of him once, around 5:30 pm and he just blended perfectly with the lighting of the late afternoon so I couldn't make out the picture if it was his face or his tail or his behind?

I continued the quest to try to get myself to sleep while my mind and body was playfully taking pictures of Nach and the rest of the litter. Until it hit me that it was already 4:30 pm did I stop and jumped to bed and pretended that I was so heavy-eyed, wishing that I would eventually fall asleep. Whew!

CATs and Cat nips

2005-11-07T21:11:00.000+08:00

Natural Organic Grasses for Cats and Other Grass Loving Pets: Cats need greens to provide vitamins (folic acid), aid their digestion, assist in removing fur balls and increase roughage in their diet. Eating grass is a natural craving for cats. Healthy and natural cat grass provides an excellent source of vegetation. Cats are naturally drawn to grass.

Natural grass helps prevent your cat from eating house plants which may be poisonous. Outdoor cats can satisfy their desire for fresh vegetation, but when cats are kept indoors all the time, they have no opportunity to eat tender grass as nature intended. So they satisfy their craving by chewing on houseplants and some can be deadly to cats. Your first impulse might be to just remove your house plants but cats still need to satisfy their natural cravings.

Go buy a cat nip to keep your cat healthy and sane!

to purchase or order visit
http://www.citycats.biz

here's more

2005-11-06T16:07:00.000+08:00

This is Oscy. Monty and Lei's bro.

This is the ever-lovable Tucker.

This is Cookie. (Kutcher, Ingrid, Sundae and Finn's mom)

This is Bubbles. She really knows how to pose in front of a cam!

some pics I'd like to share

2005-11-06T15:53:00.000+08:00

This is Nick.
He's pretty special - his limbs are deformed.

This is Herc. Ain't he a cutie?!

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Let me introduce Nach. He runs around a lot and he's
pretty hard to catch on cam. Bashful!
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Philippine Law on Cruelty to Animals

2005-11-05T05:04:00.000+08:00

+ LOCAL GOVERNMENT CODE OF 1991 (R.A. 7160)
Article 19, Section 489.3.iv states that the provincial or city veterinarian shall:
"Enforce all laws and regulations for the prevention of cruelty

to animals"

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Animal welfare in the Philippines is governed by
REPUBLIC ACT NO. 8485 (Animal Welfare Act of 1998),
Section 6 of which provides:

It shall be unlawful for any person to torture any animal, to neglect to

provide adequate care, sustenance or shelter, or maltreat any animal or to

subject any dog or horse to dogfights or horsefights, kill or cause or

procure to be tortured or deprived of adequate care, sustenance or shelter,

or maltreat or use the same in research or experiments not expressly

authorized by the Committee on Animal Welfare. The killing of any

animal other than cattle pigs, goats, sheep, poultry, rabbits, carabaos,

horses, deer and crocodiles is likewise hereby declared unlawful except

in the following instances:

(1) When it is done as part of the religious rituals of an established religion

or sect or a ritual required by tribal or ethnic custom of indigenous cultural

communities; however, leaders shall keep records in cooperation with the

Committee on Animal Welfare;

(2) When the pet animal is afflicted with an

incurable communicable disease as determined and certified by a duly licensed

veterinarian;

(3) When the killing is deemed necessary to put an end to the

misery suffered by the animal as determined and certified by a duly licensed

veterinarian;

(4) When it is done to prevent an imminent danger to the life or

limb of a human being;

(5) When done for the purpose of animal population

control;

(6) When the animal is killed after it has been used in authorized

research or experiments; and

(7) Any other ground analogous to the

foregoing as determined and certified licensed veterinarian.

In all the above mentioned cases, including those of cattle, pigs, goats,

sheep, poultry, rabbits, carabaos, horses, deer and crocodiles the killing

of the animals shall be done through humane procedures at all times.

For this purpose, humane procedures shall mean the use of the most

scientific methods available as may be determined and approved by the committee.

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reference

+http://www.pitstopit.com/paws3/campaign.htm

++http://houseonahill.net/index.php/blog/permalink/how-far-has-the-philippines-gone-in-the-fight-against-cruelty-to-animals/

cats need to brush their teeth too!

2005-11-04T01:49:00.000+08:00

How to brush your cat's teeth:

1. Start by gently massaging your cat's teeth and lips with your finger. Then, move your finger over a single tooth, all the way to the gum.

2. Go slowly, be patient and always use plenty of praise!

3. Each day, try to clean a larger area. Once you and your cat are comfortable with the process, gently introduce a pet toothbrush and pet toothpaste.

4. Make sure to use a pet toothbrush or fingerbrush and pet toothpaste. Do not use human toothpaste or baking soda.

5. Brush your cat's teeth every day. The best time is immediately after eating to prevent plaque from forming.

Scratch Poles & Scratching Posts

2005-11-03T23:40:00.000+08:00

A scratching post is integral to the life of the domesticated cat.
This is to ensure that your pet does not sharpen his claws on your cabinet or sofa.

Here are some interesting pics.

For prices and for purchasing, visit http://www.catsplay.com/scratch_poles.php3

some reasons why you should neuter/spay your pet

2005-11-02T21:18:00.000+08:00

Spaying or Neutering Is Good for Your Pet

* Spaying and neutering helps dogs and cats live longer, healthier lives.
* Spaying and neutering can eliminate or reduce the incidence of a number of health problems that can be very difficult or expensive to treat.
* Spaying eliminates the possibility of uterine or ovarian cancer and greatly reduces the incidence of breast cancer, particularly when your pet is spayed before her first estrous cycle.
* Neutering eliminates testicular cancer and decreases the incidence of prostate disease.

Spaying or Neutering Your Pet Is Good for You

* Spaying and neutering makes pets better, more affectionate companions.
* Neutering cats makes them less likely to spray and mark territory.
* Spaying a dog or cat eliminates her heat cycle. Estrus lasts an average of six to 12 days, often twice a year, in dogs and an average of six to seven days, three or more times a year, in cats. Females in heat can cry incessantly, show nervous behavior, and attract unwanted male animals.
* Unsterilized animals often exhibit more behavior and temperament problems than do those who have been spayed or neutered.
* Spaying and neutering can make pets less likely to bite.
* Neutering makes pets less likely to roam the neighborhood, run away, or get into fights.

for more info you can visit http://www.hsus.org/pets/pet_care/why_you_should_spay_or_neuter_your_pet.html

journal

2005-11-01T22:08:00.000+08:00

5:30 am - 6:00 am
My brother was repeatedly reminding me (thru text) that it is imperative to be home early as we needed to go to the cemetery.
7:25 am
Left the office.
8:00 am
Got caught up in traffic.
9:30 am
Reached home. Changed clothes. Barely ate.
10:10 am
Fed the cats. Took pictures (again).
10:30 am
Headed to the cemetery.
12:00 pm
Took pictures of my cousins. Had to be the clown of the group (again).
7:00 pm
Sleepy.
8:00 pm
Headed home.
9:15 pm
Cleaned my cat's poop at the porch.
9:45 pm
Too sleepy.
10:00 pm
Must have dazed off...

Hollow Halloween

2005-10-30T10:51:00.000+08:00

I'm sorry to announce that adoption will be postponed until further notice. Aside from Kutcher's demise, I will be very busy the next few weeks. However, as soon as I have time, I'll post the adoption notice once again.

=)

It's ok Lorn. No bad feelings. I know that you were good to him. I just feel bad. Too young...too quick. Many lost adventures. But hey, life goes on right?! It'll pass eventually.

en memoria

2005-10-29T13:30:00.000+08:00

Kutcher
July 30, 2005 - Oct 29, 2005
In loving memory

Some Questions You May Have About Your Cat

2005-10-28T21:42:00.000+08:00

1.Why does my cat poop on my bed?
- More than likely your bed has some dust collected or used clothing dumped in one side and some stuff like paper and plastic that you've forgotten to keep. The cat is a very curious creature and will try anything for the sake of it. The dust and or unkept items on your bed may have accumulated a certain smell similar to the litter box or the sand and soil in the yard. They tend to do their thing on your bed because of the commonality of the odor.

2. Why does my cat cough sometimes like she has asthma or something?
- Well, cats love to groom themselves by licking on their fur. Thus, accumulating enough fur on their stomachs and when the need to dispose of it comes, they cough and cough repeatedly to discard that nasty furball.

3. How come my cat plays with the litter sand when it's newly changed?
- The same reason dogs love to play and sleep and poop on sand.

4. My cat loves to sleep on top of the fridge, the tv, and the washing machine...why?
- Cats love heights. The thought that you can't reach them when they don't want to be disturb (that's sleeping time) is comforting to most cats.

5. Why does my cat bite a chunk of food off the feeding bowl to bring it out? It's messy!
- Train him! Try watching him and guide him in eating. When he tries to bring the food out of the bowl tap him and bring him back to face the bowl and eat there.

6. My cat jumps up the dinner table even after I've fed her. How do I stop her?
- Instill discipline. Tap her feet - never on the face! never the ears! never the tail!
This way she would know that it's unacceptable. Never throw her morsels of food when eating at the table. This will only instigate this unfavorable behavior. Let her know that table food is for the master and the dining table is where (you) the master eats.

7. Whenever I'm reading, writing or doing my assignment my cat palys with or sleeps on the things I'm busy with. Why is that?
- Cats like attention. They have this appetite for curiosity and when they see new things that you are working on or even playing with they'd like to experience that too! Cute.

8. My cat seems to be scared with objects colored black. Why?
- The ever cautious nature of the cat prompts them to suspect that the black object they see is hostile. Since black is the absence of color it becomes difficult for their vison to decipher the object. Also consider the texture of the object, say if it is a cloth it would seem as if it's another animal.

9. My cat doesn't seem to like cuddling. What do I do?
- Bribe him. When he looks hungry start cuddling and scratching his neck. If he tries to leave give him a kitty biscuit or a piece of dry cat food. Repeat the scratching and try it on his belly. Repeat this on a regular basis. In no time, you'll see him voluntarily purring on your feet begging you to cuddle him!

10. My cat is watching tv. Is that normal?
- My cat (George) used to watch when I'm playing Resident Evil (code veronica) and would even try to reach Jill with her paws on the tv. They see moving objects on the tube so again the burning fervor of curiosity takes place! Try facing them in front of the mirror.

Memory (song from the broadway musical - CATS)

2005-10-27T21:00:00.000+08:00

Daylight
See the dew on the sunflower
And a rose that is fading
Roses whither away
Like the sunflower
I yearn to turn my face to the dawn
I am waiting for the day . . .

Midnight
Not a sound from the pavement
Has the moon lost her memory?
She is smiling aloneIn the lamplight
The withered leaves collect at my feet
And the wind begins to moan

Memory
All alone in the moonlight
I can smile at the old days
I was beautiful then
I remember the time
I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again

Every streetlamp
Seems to beat a fatalistic warning
Someone mutters
And the streetlamp gutters
And soon it will be morning

DaylightI must wait for the sunrise
I must think of a new life
And I musn't give in
When the dawn comes
Tonight will be a memory too
And a new day will begin

Burnt out ends of smoky days
The stale cold smell of morning
The streetlamp dies, another night is over
Another day is dawning

Touch me
It's so easy to leave me
All alone with the memory
Of my days in the sun
If you touch me

You'll understand what happiness is
Look
A new day has begun

Names and what they mean

2005-10-26T22:09:00.000+08:00

My Cats' Names and their Meanings

BRUCE Woods
STUART Keeper of the Estate
GEORGE A Tiller of the Soil
HENRY Ruler of the Home
HELMUT
COOKIE
CURTIS Courteous
BULLET
TUCKER leopard; tortoise
MICKEY Who is like God?
RILEY (Irish) valiant; A Small Stream
AMY (Latin) Beloved
BUBBLES
MONTGOMERY Of the Mountain
OSCAR Divine Strength
INGRID "Loved by the God of Ingo"

First timers

2005-10-25T21:10:00.000+08:00

Be ready for a new member of the household - your newly adopted cat!

Here's a quick list on what you need to have in order to make sure all the bases are covered when the cat arrives:

1. Litter box and litter fill - this is to ensure the cat does not trash the house (especially your topsey-turvey room). Potty-training your cat will keep your place away from poop stink.
2. Food and water bowl - remember to feed them in bowls to keep them from scattering food and keeping them off from temptations of raiding the dinner table. Water and food should be served in different containers. Always remember to keep the water fresh - so change it daily.
3. Cat food - well you can always serve your pet table food (or leftovers) but consider this - if you feed your cat at least one meal a day with pure processed cat food this will ensure the cat of a good digestive system and a healthy, shiny coat. Also, the more pure cat food you serve the faster they get stout!
4. Anti-flea powder and shampoo - although a house cat would rarely be infested with fleas, it is still practical not to overlook prevention. Bathe the cat at least once a week (never on a rainy or cold day). If your pet is difficult to bathe, you can just use a small towel and or a sponge. Most cats don't like the thought of getting soaked in water so you might want to do this gradually.
5. Cat bed - it doesn't have to be too fancy but hey, pamper your pet like you do your loved one (that's what I always say)! You can create a make-shift bed with cartons and old clothes or clean rags or mats or pillows. Or you can always have your cat sleep in your bed!

Remember there's always a first in all that we do. Don't panic, there's no need to be scared. If you feel like your pet needs something more, you can always consult professional help from the vet.

The Magic

2005-10-24T22:24:00.000+08:00

I'm happy that pets are around to keep me company when I feel that I would like to be alone.
I'm glad that when I'm stressed and would not like to speak a word about my frustrations, my pets would be there to listen without even hearing.
I'm so relieved that I don't need to cry out loud for me to be heared as my pets would just look at me with playful yet understanding and empathic eyes, then I feel I am understood.
I'm simply thankful that my pets give me the strength even when I do not ask for it as well as when I badly need it to pull me through any enduring episode of life.

It's just so magical that cats can transform negative aura to positive vibes.
I hope many too can share the magic.
Adopt a cat today.

Kutcher sets foot to his new abode

2005-10-23T22:30:00.000+08:00

Wow! The weekend was soooo quick, I barely noticed it.

Kutcher travelled about 2.5 hours from my place to Lorn's house. Poor thing, the ride wasn't that comfy. Well anyway, after all the bumps and wobbles inside the Pet Voyageur he finally had set foot to his new home. He was unsure and feeling unsafe at first (til after he pooped!) until he started familiarizing himself with the new environment. He meowed a lot (looking for his mommy - Cookie) and his sister (Ingrid) whom he has gotten used to be with. Funny how he and Tigger (Lorn's 7-month old kitten) had said their hellos! At first Tig was hissing and snarling at the foreigner. Kutcher would run under the sofa and walk around in circles - unsettled in which direction to go. Finally getting the feel of his second wind, Kutcher was then retaliating whenever Tig was attempting to impose herself on her territory. At that point, Tig's face turned from jealous and dominating to playful and curious! It was indeed a happy moment for both me and Lorn. And also was a happy moment for both Tig and Kutcher.

The Cure

2005-10-21T00:00:00.000+08:00

I'm relieved that kittens and cats can easily take away anger or sadness. They're amazing creatures! They know your emotions and they empathize! I recall an occasion when my aunt came to our house and was upset and was in tears then my cat, Eek (yes, named after the cartoon), suddenly jumped to her lap and started to snuggle himself. Cats have a certain way of making you feel better (and high the same time) like medicine and it does have a soothing lasting effect. They are sensitive to your emotions even when angry. I remember my cat, Piccolo (yes, named after the Nemic) used to run to the door looking up waiting for someone to let him out of the house when he feels guilty that he caused trouble. They are such intelligent and graceful creatures. I'm happy they're part of my first-aid kit! =) Add them to yours!

Eek! the cat

2005-10-20T05:46:00.000+08:00

Fox TV, September 11, 1992

Who could not remember this purple
adventure-loving cat and his pet dog - Sharky?
Their outrageous humor and the appealing
characters and his bizarre adventures will always
be undoubtedly well-loved to many.

Postman Pat, guess what's in his bag? Jess, the cat!

2005-10-19T21:30:00.000+08:00

Catch CBB's Postman Pat and his adventures with Jess (the cat) on Channel 23 every saturdays 10:30 am.

check the website http://www.bbc.co.uk/cbeebies/characterpages/postmanpat/

Postman Pat® © 2004 Woodland Animations Ltd, a division of Entertainment Rights PLC

Let me out! Purr-ease!!!

2005-10-18T21:31:00.000+08:00

Some people trade intrinsic boundlessness for hygienic confinement for the purpose of convenience rather than satisfaction.

Somehow I tend to think maybe some people have no idea or may be indifferent towards being locked up or chained. If you have pets and feel that they should always stay clean, learn techniques on how to bathe pets. Buy products that help keep them clean - litter fill, ear swabs, anti-flea powder, anti-flea shampoo or soap, teeth and gum agents and the like. Pamper them with accessories and see to it that they have time for the essential things - playing, hunting (for cats), walking (for dogs). And make sure they get to go around the house. Pets are territorial no matter the size. If there is any disturbance or change within the boundaries of their home, they are quick to respond. This is will eventually be beneficial to you -- their master.

We all should work hard and meet in-between to come up with a resolution. So for owners out there who still use cages and leashes, be considerate and remember pets are there to advocate affection and trust. You as the owner should live up to that expectation.It is not malevolent to use these but keep in mind the necessary freedoms the pets too must enjoy. Make time for the arrangements as to when they can roam about and when they should be placed back (preferably, sleeping time).

Discipline is the first big step! So go ahead and leap forward! Cuddle more! Play more!

weekend bliss

2005-10-17T06:35:00.000+08:00

The weekend was fine. The kittens were running around the cathouse, they were jumping in my bed and messing the living room. (What more can my mom ask for eh?)

What particularly amazed me is that Nach (german for night) was already roaming around the cathouse and was playing around together with his brother Nick and Herc. They grow up too fast! It feels like I haven't been paying much attention. One moment they'd be popping out of their moms then the next they'd be fooling around and messing with the yarn balls and (my) marbles!

Kittens have always been a source of happiness for me. They represent new life, new hope, new beginnings. They envelope the essence of childhood. They share the beautiful innocence and simplicity of life. Kittens were made to enjoy their youth, to savor the passion for playtime, and to snuggle up to mommy! Best time would be feeding time...aside from playtime, of course. A happy healthy kitten is a reflection of a happy and fulfilled owner. I dream to be that always. I hope many people do too. Please adopt a kitten and share the experience. =)

payday mayday!

2005-10-15T03:46:00.000+08:00

Bad news. Even worse than the recent CATWOMAN movie.
Just when I thought I'd be ridding myself of pending things and thoughts...
Well, work has just sunk my ship of sanity by announcing payday will be moved to tuesday.
Sorry fellas, no tuffy this weekend. You guys will have to settle for conventional food.

Pending Lending Vending

2005-10-14T21:17:00.000+08:00

What a busy week! Lots of things to do, but first thing's first. It's the 15th tomorrow...I'm scheduled to buy cat food...Yup! That's Tuffy's dinnertime cat. It's exclusively distributed by CANINE DEPOT. They have a branch in Parksquare, but I'm a regular at ATC.

Whew! The pictures, yes the pictures! Unfortunately, this weekend there's too many things going on and I wouldn't have the time to upload them again.

Hopefully by next weekend no more pending stuff and everything falls into place...

Okay, enough of lending you my time...time to get back to my cats - my life.
=)

line up, look forward

2005-10-12T21:10:00.000+08:00

Okay, so far so good.

I have to give up some pets for adoption not that I want to get rid of them. In fact, I love them too much that I need to find better homes for them since the litter is growing and they'd all need attention they deserve. Right now, I'm juggling attention to Tucker, Monty and Bubbles who're always inside the house while the rest are dying to get in and purr on my feet, stay on my lap and sleep in my bed.

By november, it will be more difficult for me to deal with caring for my pets individually especially when everyone in the household's going to be very busy. Now, it's all up to me. Can I take on the responsibility? The cats wish so. That's the reason why I'm pushing to find new owners even for the 7-month old kittens.

Here's the line up so far:

1. Kucher (10 weeks old) - goes to Lorn's house
2. Ingrid (10 weeks old) - maybe to Trish or to Enrico
3. Oscy (7 months old) - OJ (mark's friend)
4. Mickey (7 months old) - still looking forward to a new owner
5. Riley (7 months old) - still looking forward to a new owner
6. Bubbles (7 months old) - still looking forward to a new owner
7. Hercules (3 weeks old) - looking forward
8. Nach (3 weeks old) - looking forward (unless my brother insists that he stays)

Curtis gives birth!

2005-10-11T23:15:00.000+08:00

Hurrah!

New kittens to join the litter! I haven't seen all of them though. Well folks, got a new batch up for adoption. Come one, come all.

new homes, new adventures

2005-10-11T06:02:00.000+08:00

Last saturday, Oct 8, 2005 Sundae and Finn had finally said their goodbyes to the litter. My cousin brought them to their new owners - Vets actually. The kittens are in good hands =) and that makes it all easier to breathe. Giving away the kittens feels like like taking a big leap out into the open. Well, whatever happens, they both have new homes and new adventures ahead.

Bahay Ng Pusa cast

2005-10-07T05:15:00.000+08:00

Bruce
gender: male
gen charac: dalmatian black spots over generally white fur and has a pretzel-like short tail
nickname: buchybutch
origin: adopted

Stuart
gender: male
gen charac: black and white short-haired, very very pink nose
nickname: the chicken king, tuwart-teesch
origin: saved from death; adopted

George
gender: female
gen charac: half-persian, enormously large green eyes, black/grey stripes
nickname: georgy
origin: saved from death; adopted

Henry
gender: male
gen charac: garfield look-alike =)
nickname: henry boy, da boy
origin: adopted

Bullet
gender: male
gen charac: noisy and nosy, generally has white fur w/ black fur lining his head like hair and a incredibly fat black tail, witty
nickname: cha-bullet-bullet
origin: saved from the savage wild; adopted

Helmut
gender: female
gen charac: jet black fur w/ traces of white, face has black mask similar to cat woman's, feisty and very intelligent
nickname: chimuchi, hemmut
origin: George's offspring

Cookie
gender: female
gen charac: black and white short-haired, right arm has a stretch of black and white stripes
nickname: cookie cooks
origin: George's offspring

Curtis
gender: female
gen charac: mostly white w/ grey fur, miniature siza for an adult cat
nickname: curtoy, kaa-tis
origin: George's offspring

Tucker
gender: male
gen charac: mini-george, thick lovely brownish/black fur
nickname: takeru
origin: from Curtis

Mickey
gender: male
gen charac: mostly white w/ 3 black spots (hidden mickey) on the back
nickname: mikoy
origin: from Cookie

Riley
gender: male
gen charac: mini-cookie, large green eyes
nickname: wiley, biskwit
origin: from george

Amy
gender: female
gen charac: 3-colored and has a knack for meowing out loud
nickname: emi-emi
origin: from george

Bubbles
gender: female
gen charac: 3-colored; left side of the face is orange then the right is black and white, cutie - cutie (smallest among siblings)
nickname: chibabiti-bubbles
origin: from george

Oscar
gender: male
gen charac: the machinist even if he eats a lot, light shade of grey over white fur
nickname: oscy, RATweiler
origin: from Helmut

Monty
gender: male
gen charac: cutest of the cute, fatter version of Oscy
nickname: monti-mon
origin: from Helmut

still waiting for new owners

2005-10-06T22:25:00.000+08:00

The weeks are passing so fast and the kittens are growing up too fast.
I need to find new owners for them soon as it would be difficult to transport them.
You know how cats get rowdy in vehicles, more like fish out of water!
Hope to hear from any interested parties.

Please feel free to contact me at 0927-9333868.
Find yourself wrapped in immeasurable love as pets show you the warmth and the grace of contentment.

say goodbye

2005-09-26T21:48:00.000+08:00

I lost a kitten over the weekend. Her name was Pearl. She was the explorer among her siblings. She just got sick overnight and when I came back from work she was just lying with her head hanging down from the cat house. It's sad. It's just plain empty.

cat pics

2005-09-23T05:14:00.000+08:00

these are not my cats but they were just so cute so i had to upload them on the site, besides this is dedicated to cats of all sorts anyway =)

black black black shhhh...have you any wool?

2005-09-22T23:02:00.000+08:00

this is Niche - i found him on the carnival cats page he definitely looks like Kuro (had he been given a chance to live)

George gave birth to another wonderful creation - another black kitten. I haven't decided on his name yet, but my mom wants to name him "Noche" which is spanish for night. About 7 months ago we had 2 male black kittens - Negri & Kuro. Negri, having the least appetite to eat with a frail body didn't make it after 2 weeks. Kuro, on the other hand, at 3 months past eventually died. He even bit my mom as a parting reminder when she tried to feed him milk using a dropper. For some reason Kuro grew weak and lost his appetite. We had no idea why.

Now, we have another black kitten. This time it seems he's meant for keeping. He looks healthy and tough. A winner, if I may say so. He just recently had opened his eyes. He cries a lot when mommy cat is not around. Perhaps a cry baby, but this one's going beyond struggling to live. You can see much spirit in him. Like every other kitten and cat I have, he's welcomed with love as a new addition to the litter.

my home of cats

2005-09-22T06:18:00.000+08:00

cats and cats and cats

everyday i come home they're the first to greet
they're the first to meet
first to purr at my feet

everynight i leave my home
the kittens play and the cats moan
they eat and sleep like huge foams

the next day i come back again
the cycle plays like the hands of big ben
i smile and stare at my world of love times ten.