What an amazing image.
Gotta be a Mobius Snake.
What an amazing image.
Gotta be a Mobius Snake.
That wasnât my photo. I grabbed one off the interwebs, but it looks exactly like the little guy we stumbled upon.
Thanks all for your kind words at the passing of our old cat.
We canât be in a house too long without a cat, and so we now have not one but two ten-month-old sister kittens. Meet Poppy and Pickle. Poppy is the mischievous and extremely bouncy calico, her sister Pickle is still a little more standoffish but occasionally loving tabby.
Yesterday, our daredevil Kiki decided to jump from our third floor balcony, and break a paw .
Luckily, no internal damage detected.
EtA: Surgery postponed to tomorrow (another incoming emergency). Both a second X-ray and an echography confirm that, apart from the bone, she is fine.
Will post when I have an update.
Pickle!
a long cherished multi-generational childrenâs book handed down in my family and read to generations of kids since i was a tot: Pickle, The Fire Cat!
Donât think that I have shared our most recent street cat, Noodles.
Heâs a very good boy so far (had him ~4 weeks now; nobody has claimed him, so hoping to find a home).
His name came from his tendency to drop and act all noodly⌠(originally called him Flounder, but it didnât seem to catch his attention, but he did react when Iâd say noodly)
If anybody knows of a good owner in S. Cal, let me know
Octopus love
Poor kitty. He had dental surgery this morning, two teeth pulled, and cannot walk straight. The Princess keeps hissing at him and he doesnât want to snuggle yet.
At least the birbs are distracting
Update on our beloved Kiki.
In the end, she also had the rear right leg broken.
Probably she landed on her right side, front leg first.
So here she is, after surgery for the front leg and âjustâ a cast on the rear one, she ate a little and now sheâs sleeping:
This was our first camping trip without old man.
We took one kitty with us and left two at home for our daughter and neighbor to keep an eye on.
We made a tent for her to hide in, lots of activity all week so she either burrowed under her bed and blankets or watched out the window.
And we should know better than to let our daughter have all the time in the world access to our house while weâre gone. She hid more tiny things, this time itâs bunnies.
Our washing machine bit the dust right before we left, when we got home this was on our digital frame and we got sad.
The tiny bunnies are adorable I donât suppose your daughter knows where I could find little cats like that?
Isnât that the oddest thing? The smells that kitties pick up during surgery temporarily freaks out the remaining kitties at home. This happened with our cats, too. I wonder if itâs the residual smell of anesthesia that bothers them?
I thought that was it except she never hissed either at Fuzz-bot or the Old Man before. The Old Man hissed at any who returned from the vet and also at everyone else when he was the only one who went. Itâs only now that heâs gone from our lives that sheâs hissing. Iâm confused
Maybe she feels someone needs to take up that duty now that the Old Man isnât here to do it? Luckily, the Fuzz-bot Ryuuko just doesnât care
She gets them from Temu but Amazon also sells that style.
Search tiny cats for hiding on either site.
Apparently tiny animals for hiding are a thing.
I also want to comment on kitties coming home from the vet.
Our cats always hiss and ignore whoever comes home from the vet. It goes better if we give them a bath when they get home.