Friday, March 17, 2017

Happy Almost Gotcha Day, Patty!

Patty would rather that I pet him than take his photo
My Patty Oh, from this morning
Patty O'Malley appeared in our yard in the Winter of 2011-2012.  I trapped him on 3/19/12, and transported him to All About Animals on 3/20 for neuter and shots.  When I picked him up on 3/21 (it was 76 degrees F that day!) and released him, I was worried that he'd run away and not return.  But he was back again for dinner, and he has pretty much stuck around since then.

Now, you'd think that I named him Patrick O'Malley because of St. Patrick's Day, but you would be wrong.  With his green eyes, fur the multifaceted colors of a pint of Guinness Stout, and his charming, lovable ways as if he'd kissed The Blarney Stone...well, a fine Irish name seemed appropriate.  The Hubby was calling him 'Tiger', but there is no doubt that O'Mallus (a nickname) is perfectly named!

Now for some news: I'm going on vacation!  Well, some staycation, and then a visit with family.  Some of this is cat and wildlife related!

Bluebelles from our front garden, taken in 2016
Saturday: 
Chuck's follow-up veterinary visit in the morning, and then a drive to the Detroit Institute of Arts to see Kedi Film at the Detroit Film Theatre.  Here is a blurb about the movie:

"Hundreds of thousands of Turkish cats roam the metropolis of Istanbul freely. For thousands of years they’ve wandered in and out of people’s lives, becoming an essential part of the communities that make the city so rich. Claiming no owners, the cats of Istanbul live between two worlds, neither wild nor tame — and they bring joy and purpose to those people they choose to adopt. In Istanbul, cats are the mirrors to the people, allowing them to reflect on their lives in ways nothing else could."

Sunday:
"Books and Cats and Other Stuff Too" at Catfe Lounge in Ferndale, Michigan.

Monday:
The First Day Of Spring!
And my birthday; gonna hang with The Hubby and let him spoil me...hehehe!  Which will include: thrift shopping, lunch at The Pita Cafe, and some quiet time with Angel and Chuck, and Patty and Sweetie.

Tuesday:
My friend BG and I are traveling to Kensington Metropark Nature Center and Howell Nature Center to commune with Mother Nature, and maybe take a few snaps of her bird, tree, and critter children.

Wednesday:
My first manicure & pedicure, plus an hour massage!  YUM!

Thursday:
A trip to John K. King Used and Rare Books in Detroit, and maybe to their Ferndale location, where they have an office cat, I've heard.

Friday through Sunday:
Fly to Georgia to rendezvous with family for a 50th wedding celebration.  I haven't seen many folks from my father's family since his passing in 2004, and am looking forward to connecting again with everyone!

Therefore, my blogging may be sparse next week.

Wishing you all a Happy St. Patrick's Day, 
and Vernal Equinox 2017!

Patty usually stayed a distance away back then
Patty O'Malley in 2014, before TNR


Wednesday, March 15, 2017

Cat Cell Phone Cover

Let's face it: this case SCREAMS that I am a cat person!
This design appeals to my love of cats
AND my enjoyment of modern art...
plus, it's not too crazy for the office environment

First off, my brother and his cats had power restoration last night. Thanks for the warm wishes for both us and him after The Big Blow of March 2017!  My thoughts and prayers for those of you getting hammered on the East Coast; snow and wind.  Brrr!  Stay safe, friends!

During all of that hubbub, my brand new iPhone 7 arrived, and I ordered this nifty cat-themed case too.  Isn't it darling?  Let me tell ya, there are a bazillion and one cell phone cases to be had out there. Picking one is rather difficult, with so many choices.  The price ranges were crazy too.  I chose this one because it has artsy cats, and it folds into a stand to make watching videos easier.

Lots of cases had photo-realistic images of cats, but if I couldn't get Angel or Chuck, why would I haul around a picture of someone else's cat?  Know what I mean?

I am still considering a selfie-stick; will take my time looking for that. Perhaps I can score one at a thrift store?

Purchasing info is here, and my office purchased this for me.  I guess that sorta counts as compensation, but I need the case for my corporate phone to prevent breakage from a drop.  I am not getting anything for posting about this case, other than eye-rolls from The Hubby, and no doubt twitters and giggles from anyone reading this!

Get better, Frimousse!
Taken from Frimousse Blog
P.S. A dear cat blogging friend is not feeling well, so please visit Frimousse Blog and give some warmth and healthy wishes.

Tuesday, March 14, 2017

Chuck's Diary Entry: March 14, 2017

Dear Diary,

Yesterday, there was lots of noise and commotion in the backyard, so I hid from it all.  Guess these humans were cutting down the tree that fell on the power lines, then some other humans fixed the wires so heat could once again pour forth from the vents.  The human called The Hubby spent time plugging in things that had been unplugged, and taking jars and cans that he'd stored in coolers and on window ledges, and putting them back in the big cabinet called a refrigerator.
The results of cutting down the tree

Why would they leave that?

Glad they took out that fence, rather than
damaging our barn!

Am thinking the tree folks will come
back to work on these other trees

The Human called The Mom was so excited, that she was late getting home (and feeding us!), in order to pick up a carry-out dinner (Falafel sandwiches, with a bowl of garlic sauce) for their dinner. The Big Blow of March, 2017 goes down in the history books, at least for Eastside Cats.  Unfortunately, The Mom's big brother lives with his kitties in a place called Ann Arbor, and he is still without power. Here's hoping his kitties get their heat vents back soon!

The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly that resulted from The Big Blow of March, 2017:

The Good:

  • The Hubby's thoughtful projects that kept us from shivering our fur off
  • The Human's enjoyed hours of conversation, and made plans for some cool stuff to do in the yard
  • The Mom learned to sleep without a fan or air-cleaner running

The Bad:

  • Five days without power takes a toll on humans; they didn't mimic how us kitties just rolled with it
  • The Hubby missed some important basketball games
  • Cold toilet seats make humans grumpy

The Ugly:

  • The Human's heated mattress pad is dead.  Something about surges or brown-outs...I am a cat, and I don't really care what the reason is.  
  • I haven't yet scored any kibble, and that's a downright shame!


RIP heated mattress pad controls!
You did your job well; rest easy now in mattress pad heaven

Monday, March 13, 2017

Chuck's Diary Entry: March 13, 2017

Dear Diary,

The cold continues, but my humans are having more fun than they should!  While I and sissy Angel curl up in tight balls to sleep away the chill, the human called The Hubby is busily heating pots on the stove with hot water, then setting them around as mini-radiators.  This way, we've stayed relatively comfy.  The human called The Mom goes out every day to earn green papers or go off gallivanting.  She even had her head fur trimmed, but never showed it to us because it was too cold and she kept her hat on the whole time!

Scroll your mouse over each photo for more news.

Saturday morning temps were cold!

The Hubby's version of steam radiators in the dining room

Big pots full of water, keeping the house warmish!

The Mom won't show off her new hairdo!

Angel keeps an eye on everything!

It's me, Chucky...sniffing at the camera
And yet I am still frisky, and demand some kibble at every chance...even though The Humans tell me that I am not allowed kibble.  I WANT SOME, since I can see that my outside friends get to eat it!  I meow and whine, and dance around the kitchen.  The Mom thinks she can put me off by sprinkling more nutritional yeast on my wet food, and yes, it mollifies me for a moment...but I'll keep trying no matter what!  The Hubby found an old battery-powered radio, and some old speakers so they can listen to music or NCAA basketball games.  I enjoyed the music, even with The Mom caterwauling about Free Birds and Zeppelins and some other human named Bob Seger. She even danced around Angel, making screechy noises along with Frampton...what the heck is a Frampton?  I covered my eyes with my paw at that point, folks!

The Mom here!

The Hubby has gone all 'Jeremiah Johnson' on us; keeping things warm and a steady stream of food...yum!  The power company reports that we should have power by 11:30 PM tonight.  Since we are currently experiencing snow flurries and wind, it sure will be nice to having the heat on!  Patty and Sweetie are doing fine without their warming pad; here are some photos of them sunning themselves yesterday (before the snow) in the neighbor's garden.

Sweetie soaking up the rays

Patty's fur colors make him almost invisible next to Sweetie!

Patty O'Malley is such a clown!
 

Friday, March 10, 2017

Chuck's Diary Entry: March 10, 2017

Dear Diary,

At 10:30 a.m. today, is the beginning of Day 3 without electricity at Eastside Cats.  To recap, the backyard neighbor's tree fell across the alley, to land on the power lines.  This caused every house on the block (both sides) to lose electricity, and there was some sparking and weird flashing lights that scared me and Angel to bits.  The Human called The Hubby went into the area-that-cats-do-not-go and threw the switch to make sure nothing burned out while the wind whipped that fallen tree back and forth.  Actually, as long as I get my meals and snuggles, I don't really need this thing called electricity.
Tree laying on the power lines

The tree has broken the fence!

Tree and lines are rubbing on our barn
The Human called The Mom made all kinds of calls on her cell phone, because the landline is down as well as the cable (no internet, no television).  She sounded very polite, but The Human called The Hubby had curse words to say about the fact that no one was coming out to help.

The Mom put extra blankets on the bed, and The Hubby is keeping pots of water steaming on the gas stove, to make sure we have warmth.  I don't know what Angel is doing, but I'm gonna nap under The Mom's sweater for a couple of days, until this whole rigamarole is over.

Have a good weekend, everybody!
"Don't bother me!"
Chucky naps under the sweater

Angel is a purring machine!
Angel on her couch

These layers work!
Down comforter, fleecy blanket, quilt, and flannel sheets

Goodness!  What a terrible situation.
Recent map of power outages

"Please, misters!  Help us out here..."
See the two guys back there?  Seeing them
made us excited, but they left when it got dark out
Thankfully, no one was injured
This happened down the street from us; that garage
on the right hand side of the photo is crushed!


The Mom here:
http://www.mlive.com/news/index.ssf/2017/03/more_than_615000_customers_wit.html has updated information on the havoc wrought by the March 8 windstorm in Michigan.  Poor Sweetie and Patty O'Malley's cardboard boxes were blown half-way to Canada, so I'll set out new ones for them this weekend.  In addition, their electric warming pad in The Cat Hotel won't be on for this snap of deep cold; I've told them to either snuggle up together OR COME IN THE HOUSE.  Workers and firemen showed up in the alley yesterday; one guy apparently turned OFF the juice, and another set of men looked at the tree and tied more warning tape across.  Then they left, and The Hubby and I felt a bit abandoned.  However, a large section of our town got it's power back right after that, so we know we are at least on the list.  I carted a box full of ground cooked turkey meat for The 'O' Cats to the office, so it's stored in the freezer.  We lose power about twice a year at Eastside Cats, but this is the first time in the cold weather.  The Hubby and I have learned to converse (!) with each other and tell jokes, to keep our spirits up.  Angel apparently loves to sit with us, even when she could hide under covers like Chuck.  She purrs and purrs, and that is good for our dispositions too! There are folks who have it worse than we do, so as long as the barn survives mostly intact, we'll consider ourselves lucky.

Thursday, March 9, 2017

Please, sign these petitions to help end declawing!

http://bit.ly/AAHAstopDeclawing
http://bit.ly/CatVetsStopDeclawing
http://bit.ly/PurinaPetition
http://bit.ly/MarsPetition
http://bit.ly/CornellCondemnDeclawing
http://bit.ly/NYantideclawBill

There are lots of us who are working hard to end the suffering of cats, namely City The KittyThe Paw Project, and Dr. Christianne Schelling. Won't you please sign these petitions, to educate authorities that we will no longer accept status quo anymore?  It would be lovely if veterinarian groups simply self-administered the decree to cease this surgery, but they aren't listening to us.  Is it the MONEY they make from the surgeries?  Is it the fact that they would have to acknowledge that they have been WRONG?  They promise to DO NO HARM, but performing onychectomy is cruel and can create behavioral issues, such as biting, and litter-box avoidance.  No human would accept this procedure on their cat if they knew the true nature of it, either.

Please, add your voice to ours, and tell our governments and veterinarians to STOP!

Thank you,

Vicky
Eastside Cats

Cats Need Their Claws!
City The Kitty
P.S. Some more sad news, that Angel Skootch from Cattywumpus has left us for The Rainbow Bridge.  His human makes delightful artwork, but they're blog has been quiet lately; guess we now know why.  Hugs and purrs to Ann.

P.S.S. Hope all of you escaped unscathed from the terrible winds that blew around the Mid-West yesterday!  We did not; Eastside Cats House has been without power for 24 hours, and the neighbor's tree is leaning against our barn/garage, with live electric wires sandwiched in between.  I'll update more tomorrow.  Please sign the petitions! Thank YOU!

Wednesday, March 8, 2017

Farewell, Boomer

Please visit Trout Talkin' Tabbies to give the food service girl your kind words; Angel Boomer has left us for The Rainbow Bridge.

Boomer
photo from website
Godspeed, Boomer!
We had so much love and fun with you here on Earth!

Tuesday, March 7, 2017

Snuggles With Angel

Angel, under my desk
Angel aka Cookie
Last night, I stayed up late (too late!) to re-watch the movie "You've Got Mail" with Tom Hanks and Meg Ryan.  Irregardless of the plausibility of the storyline, there are some wonderful moments in the film that I enjoy, and The Hubby was in bed, so I could watch whatever I wanted to!

The end of the movie has a version of "Over The Rainbow" song, and I sang along...out loud...to Angel, who was snuggled into the scratcher/sofa next to me.  She rolled over so I could pet her tummy, and she turned on her purring machine, and we stayed like that for a long time...way, way past my bedtime!  Worth every second, on my book!

Thanks again to Cody for this fantastic sofa/scratcher!
Over the moon in the sofa/scratcher!

Over The Rainbow
music by Harold Arlen and lyrics by E.Y. Harburg

Somewhere over the rainbow, way up high
There's a land that I've heard of once in a lullaby.
Somewhere over the rainbow, skies are blue
And the dreams that you dare to dream,
Really do come true.

Someday I'll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far behind me.
Where troubles melt like lemon drops,
High above the chimney tops,
That's where you'll find me.

Somewhere over the rainbow, blue birds fly
Birds fly over the rainbow
Why then, oh why can't I?
If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow
Why, oh why can't I?

Monday, March 6, 2017

Up Chuck

Chucky is chillaxin'
Chuck sprawled out

"Oooh, that woman and her stoopy camera!"
Weird how his eyes have a green cast in the photo
Thank you all for the kind comments for Chuck!

Since he received the Lasix shot and some more Lasix pills daily, The Hubby and I both have noticed that Chuck is livelier and back to his usual outgoing self.  He lost some weight too, which means that the fluid build-up in his body has decreased.  The vet agreed to allow us to wait for two weeks for Chuck to return to the office for a blood draw; seems that Lasix can mess with his kidneys and his potassium levels.

Guess we are just going to keep adjusting meds, and checking his levels of all kinds of things for the rest of his life. Chucky KNOWS that we are helping him as best we can.  He gets everything he wants, such as a third meal in the afternoon (Angel too, of course...), and sprinkles on top whenever they ask (nutritional yeast).

On top of their food!  Although, when I have a pinch of sprinkles between my thumb and finger, sometimes a cat moves in the way, and get some sprinkles on their fur!  They never seem to notice, and I won't say a word...😉


Friday, March 3, 2017

Chucky Update

"MOM!  Take me HOME...NOW!!!"
Chuck waits for the vet to arrive
Chuck and I visited The Animal Clinic of Sterling Heights yesterday, as it was time for his check-up, and we had noticed that his breathing seemed a bit labored.  The doc listened and x-rayed, and decided that Chuck has a little too much fluid in his body, but luckily it wasn't around his heart or lungs.  She upped his Lasix (diuretic) daily pill amounts, and even gave him a shot of Lasix too.  I am to call her back today, to tell her how he's doing.  Chuck had lost a bit of weight too, but only a couple of ounces.  She said this fluid build-up is a symptom that can be easily managed.

Once again, Angel hissed at Chuck when we got home, because the vet tech who carried him to the x-ray room apparently took a bath in perfume, and he simply reeked of the smell.  The Hubby spent some quiet time with one hand on Angel, and the other on Chuck as they lay side-by-side after dinner, and he managed to calm them both into rumbles of purrs and then naps.  I got no such treatment, so I took off for a walk around the neighborhood to steady my nerves.  Breathe in, breathe out.  I had wrapped my scarf around and over Chuck while we waited, in hopes that it was a protective force-field, keeping the dog barks, baby cries, and general hubbub from overpowering my sweet kitty.  AND my brand-new cell phone wasn't receiving everything it should, while I fretted that I was missing work-related items, and personal texts and emails too.  Phooey, as Phoebe from 15 And Meowing always says!  Office I.T. fixed everything up nicely today, so that's that!

Thursday, March 2, 2017

Lonely Beds


Both waiting patiently for some love
"We are lovely comfy beddys..."

Please ignore the extreme furring...
What is this...?

Angel was napping under the 'tent'
OH!  Angel is hidden under here...

Chucky's black fur soaks up the warmth!
...and Chucky is in the window, soaking up sunshine

"This old beddy is better than any new beddy!"
"I like this bed!"

Two beautiful crocheted cat beds...alone and unwanted
"Nobody loves us!"