Siamese Saturday

Mommy got some new pictures from the Siamese breeder where we're getting our new lil' brother from. Here they are at four weeks of age. Aren't they cute!

Formerly Feral Friday

Chloe is our sweet little girl who was rescued twice. She originally was found in the Camden, NJ animal shelter as a young kitten by a local rescue organization. If you notice her left ear had been clipped by the shelter after she was spayed (something that makes me very mad). She was adopted but after a year the owners couldn't keep her any more and returned her. We were lucky enough to come across her at an adoption day at our local PetsMart. Now she is enjoying our home and food and turns into the biggest cuddle monkey when she wants attention. I'm so glad we got her.

~ The Mom

Thursday Thoughts

From Chloe:

• Why don't I get more french fries? I like french fries. Mommy hasn't gone out and gotten me any more darnit. I want french fries!
• Mommy told us that we're getting a new little brother. I don't know how I feel about this yet. I like being the baby. Hopefully this one won't be too annoying.
• Did I mention that I also like honey mustard dressing?
• Mommy really needs to clean the window, doesn't she? How can I enjoy all the birdies outside if there's all this cat snot all over the window? You can thank Phoebe for that one. She sneezes everywhere.
• Where are my french fries?

Yes?

~ Stiggie

Itty Bitty...

...Siamese Kitty Committee:


The Mommy said that her and Daddy went ta look at some little kitty buddies for us. The Daddy really misses Kukai (aka The Annoying One) so they decided to get another Oriental type of kitty. This means we're going to have a new playmate soon! Yay!

Oh the Mommy says we hafta wait until July 'cause the little kitty is too tiny to come homes with us now. That's a good idea 'cause Loki might accidentally sit on him and squish him.

~ The Flock

Helping the Mommy

I'm just helping Mommy with her grading. All of the paperwork makes for a nice comfy bed.

~ Phoebe

Hello Again

I've been itching to get back to blogging but with my schedule as hectic as it has been over the past two years I just haven't had the time. Now things are calming down and I'm finally able to give an update on how the Fuzzies are all doing.

Some very sad news: our oldest cat Frankie crossed the Rainbow Bridge back around Christmas time. He had gone completely blind and was having seizures. We knew it was time for him and helped him cross over.

Some good news: our flock has actually increased in size. We have new additions of The Stig, Tasha and Chloe. All of them are about a year old and were adopted from local animal rescue groups.

• The Stig--named after the character from the British car show Top Gear--is all black and a big cuddle monkey. He loves hanging out with us and enjoys belly rubs. Unfortunately, he does have a bad heart murmur but we are treating it with beta blockers and regular visits to the cardiologist.
  
• Tasha is an exotic looking black tabby (yes, it is possible). She is very feral and not very interested in humans for the most part but in those rare occasions that she wants attention, she turns into a big belly slut.
  
• Chloe is a beautiful medium haired tortoise shell. She has definitely become "my" cat as she hangs around with me most of the time but she is a major food hound and has a thing for Wendy's salads.

Hopefully I'll have plenty of good stories for you in the future plus some new pictures once I get the batteries replaced in my camera.

~The Mom Cat

On Hiatus

As some of you may have noticed, I have not been posting a lot. I have a very crazy schedule this semester and am taking some time off from writing. I'll be back in time for Christmas. Just hang on until then.

Cat

How is a girl...

...supposed to get any sleep around here? There are too many kittens running around the place. Everytime I just manage to fall asleep, one of them runs over me. The only place that is safe is on mommy's pillow but getting there isn't so easy. It's like all the young ones cut me off and the big ones block my path. Maybe I should do what Phoebe does and thwap them. Nah. Too much effort.

~ Bailey

Shadow

I think we've finally decided on the name for the new kitten: Shadow. The little fellow seems to be responding to it which is what we wanted.

Shadow is settling in with the other cats. I think this was a record actually. A majority of the hissing lasted no more than about 24 hours. I was expecting at least a few days of adjusting. What helped, I think, was Loki accepting Shadow. Loki is the alpha cat of the household. Once he accepted him I guess the rest of the flock went along.

What is really funny is watching Nermle's reaction to Shadow. You can tell he's jealous about the fact that he is no longer the baby of the household and he wants to hate Shadow. On the other hand, you can see that he really wants to play with the kitten and have some fun. It's quite hysterical to watch. They start chasing each other and playing when Nermle will all of a sudden stop and run away like he was doing something wrong. I can imagine the little voice in his head going "I'm not supposed to like him."

A New Addition

Last week there was an item on the news about how all the local shelters are overrun with kittens and they needed help with adoptions. Bear and I have been missing Kukai and Bomber a lot recently and we decided that maybe we should adopt a kitten. We went to the local shelter devoted to cats and found this little guy.
















































He is about 13 weeks old and was born at the shelter. I still haven't "discovered" his name yet but Shadow is in strong contention right now. Any suggestions are more than appreciated.

We're doing our job...

...to help mommy feel better. Her depression has really been bad 'cuz she's off of her medications (her V-E-T told her to switch medications). It's really bad at night when she gets home from work so all of us have decided to all pile on the mommy to help her feel better. Last night, six of us were in the bed with her trying to lick the tears off of her face and help bring back the smileys to her. It's working a little bit but she still does the crying too much. Hopefully these new meds will bring back the smileys.

~ Bailey

Burger Wars

When mom gets burger, I'm going to get some. One thing is for sure, I'm not going to share. Monkee and Boo kept on trying to take my burger but each time I just thwapped them on the head. It is my burger. No one else's, 'specially since mom got Wendy's this time and she did it for me. If it was Burger King then they could've had some but not the burger goodness that is Wendy's.

~ Phoebe

Is it normal...

...for female cats to get grumpier as they get older? I thought Ayla was a special sort of grumpy but now it seems Phoebe is embracing her inner grump as well.

For a while now, Phoebe has been getting very impatient with all the kittens. That I can understand especially when it comes to the "Doofi" (pl. for Doofus; namely Loki and Monkee). Last night, she actually thwapped at Bailey in bed. It was a classic Ayla-styled thwap with a loud "thump" as her paw hit Bailey's head. The smack was bad enough but she had the gall to do it with both me and Bear looking on. Bear and I just looked at each other and were positive she had just been possessed by the ghost of Ayla. However, this has been an on-going issue with her.

Is it common for female kitties to get grumpy as they get older?

What Do You Expect?

If you are not going to share the string cheesey goodness with us, you have to expect us to pull the wrappers out of the garbage can and chew on them. Part of it is to get what ever is left of the cheesey goodness off the wrappers. The other part is to annoy the heck out of you for not sharing.

Burger Wars

Phoebe: Why didn't you get McDonalds? I like McDonalds.
Mom: Because I went to Burger King. If you don't like the burger, you don't have to eat it.
Phoebe: I want burger but I want McDonalds burger.
Mom: It's the same thing.
Phoebe: It's got more greasy goodness and flavor. This burger tastes like cardboard.
Mom: It's healthier for you.
Phoebe: I'm a cat. Like I care what's healthy for me. Promise me next time you'll get McDonalds.
Mom: Fine.

We're Still Here

We're still here but mommy has been really busy and can't help us type. She's working two jobs and going back to school. She said she'll try to help us out more often but asks that you all have some patience. We'll be back to writing more often soon.

~ The Fuzzies

Easy Like Sunday Morning

And people wonder why I have such a difficult time getting any studying done...

~ Mom

Helping Mommy

Here I am helping mommy with her studying. As I can't read all the big words, I can be helpful as a book rest.

And here's Monkee distracting her when she gots too stressed out from all the studying.

Yay!

Mommy just told us that we're all getting a bigger sleepy spot to share with her and daddy. They went out yesterday and said they got a king size bed and it's supposedly really, really comfy. I don't know if that's a good thing though. I like to snuggly right inbetween mommy and daddy at night. If the sleepy spot is too big I won't be able to touch them both like I can now. They'll just have to promise to snuggle with me at night that's all.

~Phoebe