Thursday, January 26, 2006

I love kittens. I especially love big, dumb kittens.

Only Loki would try to clean his back leg and fall off the table in the process.

It's working

Last week, the vet recommended that we put Ayla on Prednazone (I know I'm spelling it wrong but I'm too lazy to get up to look for the bottle hehe). It's amazing the changes we've seen in her look and her behavior. She is eating more which is the most important thing. When the vet told me that she was just above 8lbs, when she had been 13lbs in her prime, this really freaked me out. The only cat in my household who should normally be that tiny is Kukai but he's a little runt.

I've also noticed other things: she's cleaning herself more, reminding the other cats what their places are, and scutching (spelling?). It's an Italian word that nobody I know of knows how to spell correctly (and I used to live in the town the Sopranos filmed in LOL). When she wants something, she gets very vocal to demand it. If that doesn't work, she'll get physical. For example, if I have a piece of cheese, she'll howl at me that she wants some. If I don't give it to her, she'll literally grab my hand with her paw and pull the cheese towards her, as if saying "well if you're not going to give it to me...." I'm just happy to see her back to her old behavior.

Wednesday, January 25, 2006

Function of Cats

"Cats are intended to teach us that not everything in nature has a function."-- Unknown

I saw this quote today and at first I was going to agree with it. With the aloof nature of cats, one can wonder "well what is its function?" Then, Monkee came up to me with a little trill in his voice going "mommy!" That's when I said, yes cats do have a function: special companions for humans.

Over the years I've met a lot of people who said "oh I hate cats," but I doubt that they've actually took the time to understand the role of the cat. Once you get past this detached veneer, they really are the ideal companion. Unlike dogs, cats are much more independent. Yes, dogs are fun, cute, and great pets. I plan on having one in the future. But their whole purpose in life is to make their humans happy. If the humans are happy, the puppies are happy. There is absolutely nothing wrong with this.

Cats, on the other hand, aren't that outward in their purpose. My Ayla is a perfect example. This is the grouchiest, grumpiest cat you'll ever meet. You even look at her the wrong way, she'll give you this snarky "what the %$#& are you looking at?" sort of look. But, and she'll never admit this, she can be the most loveable cat. She has that facade of being a grump, but for the people she loves she's willing to put it down.

What am I trying to say? To me, getting love and affection from cats is special to me. While a dog will give kisses to practically everybody, I know my cats are only willing to share their affection to a select few and that makes me feel special. Does that make sense?

Then again, Phoebe loves everybody and everything. She's more like a dog than any other cat I've ever met.

Wednesday, January 18, 2006

Garbage Pail Kids

So last night I was sitting at my desk when I hear some noise. I look over and there's Loki in the garbage pail. Of course it was a Kodak Moment so I whipped out the camera and got this cute shot:

Well, less than fifteen minutes later, there's Monkee imitating his brother by sitting in the same garbage can:

Now why they want to sit in the garbage can is beyond me, but now I think you'll start to understand why I call them the Doofi.