I really didn't feel very good today (hormones and homesickness
combined...) and when I tried to give Silver her eyedrops she fought
me so hard that I ended up letting her go because I was afraid I was
going to hurt her if I kept on trying, then sitting in the big

We had a HORRIBLE thanksgiving weekend.  The pet sitter we hired
basically defrauded us and didn't do the job that we paid her for.  We
were lucky we figured out what was going on because Steve had put in an
alarm system that allows you to see when the system was armed and

I'm leaving for Taiwan and Japan tomorrow morning and I probably won't
have time to read the group. So, here are advanced purrs for all those
who might need it.
I'll read y'all next Sunday!

I have this large room set up as a kitty play room, with crates, beds,
shelves, a 5' wooden ladder, chair and "Tiny Tykes" toddler climbing tower,
(pix can be seen at this addy: http://tinyurl.com/6b3k6)which I bought at a
garage sale. My hubby was a little puzzled by my buying it, ...

Some of you know I was upset that the baby angel that I put on Eric's
grave soon after he died was gone this summer, and I do understand
because trinkets of this sort aren't exactly "approved" as grave
decorations. Still, it hurt; the angel I put on his grave meant a lot

I've never met my mother's cousin, but I heard today, her cat Sooty, who
she loved, had to be PTS due to advanced cancer. He was only 12 years
old and even though I never knew him this news has still upset me.

DP and I saw this story play out yesterday morning:
Once upon a time, Kumani found the perfect spot to sleep in.  It was
warm and soft and shaped like a cat.  It was on top of some of the
pillows in the bed.  Kumani crept into the "princess perch" for a nap.

Hoppy Purrday to grey cat Thea in Sweden, the Mad Head-Butter (I've had
the pleasure of meeting Thea, and she would not stop head-butting my
face). Hope you had some sunny spots to sleep in (it was a very grey day
here in Helsinki), nice treats and that Bono was nice to you.

Far be it for me to attempt to understand the innermost workings of the logic
of the feline brain, but can anyone tell me what finding clean, cat-bite-sized,
chunks of loo roll in Waffles's food dish could mean?
Yours in puzzlement, helen s

Upon awakening this morning I noticed that I seemed to have many
companions with me in bed.  Besides my husband there was the dog, the
cat, a squirrel, a penguin, a kangaroo, a pair of socks and a
calculator.  Sounds like the start of a dirty joke, doesn't it?  ;-)

That means I can stop playing for the day. :) (I've played way too many
times today, trying to clear that d*mn screen.) And now, I have finally
won.
Oh, I know it's not the end, for good. But I can put it away for the

The right thing to do didn't come to me in a timely manner yesterday.
Walking in the town square, my curiousity finally got the best of me and I
walked into an office where I have always seen a sign on the door saying
"Don't let the cats out, no matter what they tell you." Last time ...

For several years, I used cat carriers with wood bottoms and ends and
wire mesh covering.  They allowed the cats to see out, but were very
heavy, especially when I had to take two cats to the vet.  Then I
discovered the cardboard carriers, which are much lighter.  They do have

Antonio is a semi-feral, probably more on the feral side than semi.  Before
he went missing, I could only pet him if he was on his blankie on the sofa,
or on the bed.  He also hardly ever meowed.  Now, he's rubbing up against my
legs, lets me pet him, he actually rolled over to ...

So I moved into my new house back in October and decided to keep the cats in
for another month just so they'd be sure that this was now their house. In
that time they've discovered the joy of stairs and the problems of hard wood
floors. They've never been anywhere with stairs ...