Dear Martha is a curious kitty. A tortie, she has a dark face with
dark whiskers to match. All except one, which is snow white. And not
to be outdone, her new little adopted sister Sophie has a gorgeous
shiny all-black (Kiwi rugby fans pls note!) coat, save for two tiny

I just spotted a potential recruit on soc.religion.paganism who wrote
a very nice article about his family of cats and whether ferals and
rescues are as likely to bond to their human as a kitten.  The article
was titled "OT: The cats as of 15 August".

Sammy finally laid down on her favorite chair for a few minutes to get some
rest...
http://www.possibleplaces.com/sammy5/
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It has taken this stupid human 2.5 years to finally understand the
significance of a particular behavior of my youngest, also known as
Stripey Thing.  From the time he was a kitten, before eating, he would
get a pom-pom, his favorite toy in the world (and still is) and put one

I woke up at 4am after hearing my pager go off. When I got up to find
the pager, I noticed the AC closet door was open. Dang! That probably
means Luna or Issa climbed up and got into the attic space. I saw Issa,
but couldn't find Luna. Then I heard her cry. Dangit, I though, how ...

Yesterday when I got up, Kitty FC was not in the house for her breakfast as
usual, but there was still some food in the dishes and it was obviously
going to be a very hot day, so I thought maybe she just out sunbathing
somewhere.  She had not returned by 1 pm when I had to leave for ...

Tallulah and Hubert seem to be settling in a bit more; Hubert is okay
so long as he's got mom, naturally, and Tallulah's periods of calm
between times of wanting out are getting longer.  She's relaxed enough
a couple of times to play with Hubert without reservation - they've

Tucker and I have a game we play now -- and, it involves me "fetching," of
course. Tucker will sit in the top bed of the tallest cat tree and wait for
me to throw little balls of paper up into his "nest."  Then he'll bat them
down and all over the place for me to retrieve ("here, ...

My son is 37 years old. He has lived with cats all his life. But he is
a macho, dog type of person, he says. He walks through the house and
the cats scatter before him. I walk through the house and have to
scoot the cats out of my way. I open a cupboard or closet door and

Good news:  Sammy's paw is back down to normal and she certainly doesn't
have any problem using it (fresh scratches on my hands and arms can attest
to this).
Bad News:  She's making me crazy!!  Jumping, running, rolling in tumble

Imp came to see me this morning!!! He hasn't done that in a while.  
I'm half awake when I sense him behind me.  I roll over slowly and
start scritching the side of this face.  he leans into my hand and
eventually flops onto his side.  This continues for a moment, with him

Today we took Fez and Rufous for their annual checkup and vaccinations.
They did great! Not a peep out of them, not even when they got poked.
Fez was afraid of TED for some reason, but Rufous was most indiferent. :)
They're both sleeping now, after having dinner with the gang.

I'm pretty sure.  I scooped him up and lifted his tail, which he did
*not* appreciate.  So he is now officially Hubert.  If I am mistaken
and he becomes officially Clementine, I will post an update.  ;-)
Hubert is still afraid of me and has taken up residence behind the

Harvey was destined to be right in the way of Charley's storm surge, along with
his doggy pals but everyone came through unscathed.
So...anyone know WTF the deal is with animal shelters hurricane wise? I have
absolutely no damn clue.