CatMom was on the phone with a patient when I thought I heard an angry Rowl! I got up, and noticed Goo curled up, asleep, in the cat tree. I went back to investigate, and Abbey came running into the kitchen… followed by a feisty Findus.
Abbey tends to avoid Findus. If he gets too close, she’ll hiss or growl; but she has only bapped him once, when she was in the cat tree and Findus reached up to be her friend. (He really wants to be friends with her.) I suspect that what happened was that Abbey went back into CatMom’s room and Findus was like, ‘Let’s be friends! Let’s play!’ and it took her by surprise.
Findus seems to be getting braver. The other day, he swatted Goo on the butt as she started to leave the room. And at feeding time, before the gooshy food gets put down, he’ll stay in the kitchen with Goo there.
Kasya, who’s about 9 months old according to the spay clinic vet, doesn’t seem too good at feline dignity just yet. She was asleep in this position until I moved closer with my phone.
Findus likes playing with water. CatMom had a kitty bowl (from PetSmart)for water. Findus kept spilling it. She replaced it with a bowl I got from Payless a couple of decades ago. Better, but still there was water all over the place. OK, Findus will just have to use the kitty water fountain. But he bats at the stream, and plays in the water. CatMom put a towel around the fountain and the mat upon which it sits. There are wet paw prints in the carpet around it. Today I caught him on top of the fountain, just about to play in the water. Water is not for playing in, Findus!
For 17 years, I had a cat who splashed so much in the water bowl that I had to get a special theoretically splash proof water bowl with an incurved lip all the way around. It was really hard to clean properly and she still managed to get some water out of it onto the floor, but it helped a good deal.
Yet another bit of orange weirdness from Kasya. I can live with her trying to groom my hair (although I do worry about her ingesting some, since it’s about as long as her torso), but could really do without her grabbing a mouthful and yanking, or trying to chew on my scalp.
DAMN, that girl is territorial! A cat roughly 3x her size (quite a bit larger than Buddy) decided to drop in on our patio, and she was screaming to be let out to deal with the invader. Nope, not happening, Kasya. Cope.
that I sat down in a chair to read the Dope, and a cat promptly came along, noticed the existence of a lap, and jumped up onto it. So I am currently being held down by a purring cat.
The purring is in stereo. On another chair in this room there is another cat, who is purring to herself loudly enough to be heard across the room. She does that.
We had neighbours next to our next door neighbour who had a German shepherd named Clover. One day, Clover got out, and she came to visit our deck. Our late Tonka was having none of it. Poor Clover just wanted to be a friendly pup, but Tonka came out like, ‘Oh, no. You don’t even!’ He actually chased her into the house (the back door was open) and out again. I felt bad for Clover, who was a real sweetie… but proud of Tonka for defending his turf.
Goo had some salmon last night. I had leftover pot roast for breakfast, and she cleaned the gravy out of my bowl when I was done. I just gave the cats their gooshy food. Goo is usually the first one in the kitchen. I called her, then looked to see her on Catmom’s bed. She was alert, but wouldn’t follow me. I picked her up and took her to the kitchen, and she was uninterested in the food. She’s never uninterested in food!
Catmom LVM for an on-call vet, who should call back within 15 minutes. She’s gone out to her car to get her stethoscope.
The on-call vet said we should keep an eye on her overnight, and bring her in in the morning. Either that, or take her to the emergency vet. Catmom has made an appointment for 10:00 tomorrow. I think I heard ‘blood work’. The on-call vet said it could be her kidneys or liver, or maybe her teeth. Just no way to know until she’s seen.
CatMom says, ‘Remember: It took Abbey a year to come out of the room.’
