Harri in the Drawer

Harri is a very weird cat. She always has been. She's very timid and runs around the house constantly looking over her shoulder. She hates to be picked up. She likes to be petted at times but will bite you while you are trying to pet her. From the time that she was a little kitten, she has had a fascination with open drawers. I'm folding laundry and putting things away and she sees the open drawer as an invitation to cozy up on top of the clean clothes.


There was the time when she was much smaller that we heard pitiful little meows coming from inside the dresser and realized that we had shut the drawer with her in it.

Getting a Lickin'

Bear taking care of her Mimi.

First One Down

Lucy had her first vet visit in a few years yesterday. She did not enjoy it.

Her appointment was for 3pm and at 2:45 we were calling her name and looking all over the back yard for her. No Lucy. I figured if we couldn't find her we'd just take one of the other cats, but after shaking her food dish she finally started meowing from on top of the shed. And then wouldn't come down. Keith managed to kind of climb up where he could reach her and dragged her down and stuffed her in the cat carrier. Eeek, what are you DOING TO ME?!?

Then, off to the vet's office, which is just a short drive up the road and is right next to McDonalds, very handy if you want a snack after visiting the vet. She got her temperature taken first and weighed and then we waited for about 30 minutes in the little room, Keith getting kind of cranky at having to wait and being kind of annoying. We had brought along a towel to wrap Lucy in since we weren't sure how she would react to strangers touching her, and Keith brought his leather gloves just in case she started biting or clawing. She was okay up until the vet started poking at her. Then the growling started. She got one shot and since she is an outdoor cat now was going to get a leukemia shot. The leukemia shot is kind of like an air gun and makes a loud noise, so what the vet does is position the cat right in front of their cat carrier so if they run for it, they run right into the carrier. Lucy didn't run into the carrier, we had to shove her in there while she was spitting and hissing.

The cost was fairly reasonable, $30.00 for the visit and then the usual $25.00 for each shot. The other cats won't need the leukemia shot so their visits should be a little cheaper. We're going to take one every 3 weeks until everybody is all up to date and then we'll start saving up for next years visits.

Patient

Harri is quite the patient little cat. She will wait at the door to the garage for you to open it up for her since she won't go through the kitty door for some reason, and then when she is finished doing whatever it is she is doing in the garage, will wait patiently on the other side of the door, staring out at you through the clear kitty door, sending out thought waves until you finally listen and come open the door back up for her.

She will also sit waiting by the bathroom sink for her drink of water. Why she won't go drink from the kitty fountain in the kitchen I don't know, I think it has something to do with her fear that all the other kitties are going to gang up on her or something. Anyway, she will sit and stare and then you finally hear her thinking about water or feel those kitty eyes staring at you and you go fill up her bathroom sink water dish.

Cats on Drugs

I gave everyone a toy dipped in that wonderful stuff, catnip! Every cat in the house knows when the catnip comes out and everyone needs their own toy, except Buddy always thinks that someone else's toy is better than his. Just like at dinner time, he eats his food and then scavenges more food from all the other bowls cause you know, someone else may have gotten better food. Or catnip.


See, here is Buddy looking around for better catnip.

Mimi Sleeping

She is such a sweet little kitty. Although why she chose the top of my dresser for her nap is beyond me. I guess the light was too bright for her little blue eyes, too.

Falling Down

With our new gate on the side of the house, Lucy can't get back over the fence if she comes out front unless the gate is open. She has figured out how to get up on the top of the gate from the back yard by climbing onto the trash can then onto the fence and then on up to the roof of the house. From the roof she leaps onto a tree branch then climbs down. She did this the other day while I was watching, but instead of climbing down from the tree, she went further and further up into the tree. Then I hear branches cracking and see leaves shaking and down she goes. She sat there for a minute, then kind of shook herself off, and seemed to be okay.

Keith built her a couple of platforms so she could have a more comfortable napping spot and yesterday I just happen to look up into the tree.



I'm surprised he didn't build her a full on tree house with doors and windows and a porch.