Tuesday, July 17, 2018

Farewell, Gracie

Another of our dear friends has crossed The Rainbow Bridge.  
Gracie, from Brian's Home Blog flew away to be with her Alex.
Please visit them, and share a few words of comfort.

Monday, July 16, 2018

Farewell, Sunny

Angel Sunny, now at The Rainbow Bridge.

Colehaus Cats lost Sunny recently.  
Please stop on over at their blog or FB page, and let her humans know that you care.

Sunday, July 15, 2018

Blog The Change For Animals: End Declawing

Blog the Change for Animals (#BtC4A) is a quarterly opportunity for bloggers to post about an animal-related cause that is near and dear to that blogger’s heart.

Onychectomy or phalangectomy is the excision of toe bone, meaning amputation of the ends of cat's paw bones, to completely remove the claw.  The result is a cat who walks on the stubs of the missing bone, often causing pain, litter box issues, and aggression such as biting.  At this point, 22 countries have outlawed this procedure, and the Canadian province of Nova Scotia has recently made it illegal, as well as Denver, Colorado.  West Hollywood, Los Angeles, San Francisco, Burbank, Santa Monica, Berkeley, Beverly Hills, and Culver City in California made it illegal several years ago.

So, why does one side fight so hard against declawing, while on the other side thousands of cats every day continue to undergo this mutilation?  The history of declawing is vague; I find information that dog fighters would have a cat declawed to use it as bait for training, or how declawing developed in the 1970's as more cats became 'inside-only'.  But just because it once was considered 'normal', has been proven to be harmful and even dangerous for the cat.

From Wikipedia:
Ethical viewpoints on declawing in the US
Declawing is widely practiced but ethically controversial within the American veterinary community. Some American and Canadian veterinarians endorse the procedure, while some have criticized and refused to perform it. Two animal protection organizations in the US, the Humane Society of the United States and the American Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals, discourage the procedure. The Humane Society of the United States has supported legislation banning or restricting declawing. Multiple surveys and polls taken from 2011 reveal that the majority of United States cat owners are against declawing, believing the practice to be cruel. These surveys also suggest that the U.S. public believes that the majority of veterinarians who perform declawings only do so because it is a lucrative practice.
Opposition to attempts to ban or restrict declawing has come from veterinary trade organizations, such as the California Veterinary Medical Association. On the other hand, the American Veterinary Medical Association states that declawing "should be considered only after attempts have been made to prevent the cat from using its claws destructively or when its clawing presents a zoonotic risk for its owner(s)."  Surveys suggest that 95% of declaw surgeries are done to protect furniture.
Bold not in the original text; I added it.

So, where do we go from here?

Other than convincing our politicians to move to change ordinances and laws, each one of us can make a difference, and I don't mean by just donating money.  YOU can talk to your family members, friends, ladies in your book club, the guy behind you in the check out line. 


If you hear that someone has a cat, or considering getting a kitten, gently bring up the topic of declawing.  If they are against it, they'll let you know!  If they don't know, or believe it to be an okay procedure, tell them that science says the cat is irreparably harmed, and most likely will have aggression problems, pain problems, arthritis and a reduced sense of goodwill toward humans.  Go to the FAQs page at The Paw Project and have a 30 second speech on the benefits of a cat with claws.

We won't win everyone over, but for every win, there is a cat that lives it's life as a whole feline. 

Saturday, July 14, 2018

Eastside Cats Goes To The Dogs

Folks, a couple of weird things happened at the office.

First, a coworker called me to ask if I knew how long a dog could have kennel cough.  Well, golly...I dunno, I have cats!  So, I questioned my dog friends via FB, and they said that kennel cough can last for weeks, and may turn into something worse.  Most suggested a second opinion.  When I relayed that info to him via email, he sent back to me that his dog has now been officially diagnosed with bronchitis, and they are treating it properly.

Bummer!  I feel sorry for this family, as this is their first dog.  They went on vacation, kenneling the dog, and now this!  Coworker promised to keep me informed on how his pup is doing.  I did NOT remind him that I suggested he'd adopt a couple of cats, when he first discussed getting a pet. 😸

Second, just after the kennel cough incident, one of our upper management people stopped me in the hallway, asking if I knew a good dog veterinarian in the area!  Nonplussed, I said that I didn't know, but would ask around.

I sent an office wide email, and got almost a dozen responses!  I dutifully turned the info over, and she said her daughter was adopting a new puppy and appreciated the recommendations.  As much as I tried to convince her to adopt a cat instead 😸, I was promised photos of puppy soon.

Being an executive administrative assistant, I'm in the office to ASSIST.  Usually, it's to set up a meeting, cater a customer lunch,  update spreadsheets or handouts, make sure badges work, yadda yadda yadda.  However, it's nice to know that folks think I can answer any question, and I usually can...because I've got connections! 😸

Since I've yet to receive images of these two dogs, I thought I'd show you another coworker's German Shepherds, who just happened to turn a year old.  And this coworker will tell you that I put in a lot of effort to convince her that she'd really enjoy CATS instead! 😸

Macey, left and Maverick, right
8 weeks old

Macey, left and Maverick, right
I year old!

Friday, July 13, 2018

This And That

Saw this license plate on my way to work today.
'Gato' means 'cat' in several languages,
but I cannot figure out what Rowgato means?
The PO'M has begun to bite my phone!
I mean, I take photos of him constantly...but I've been doing that for
over four years now!
He will also chew on my earbud wires.
Paddy, my sweetheart...what gives?

Last night, Angel and I had a quiet moment together.  Both The Hubby and I are not 100% convinced that she's okay in her lonely upstairs apartment, so we each visit with her as often as time allows.  For me, sometimes this is only when I'm dressing for work in the morning, or getting ready for bed in the evening.  Yet yesterday, she purred and we held paws, and all was right with the world in that moment.

Thursday, July 12, 2018

Thankful Thursday: Don't Leave Me!

"How To Keep Your Human At Home"
by Paddy O'Malley

It's simple!
Just lay on the driveway behind her car!
She cannot go anywhere until you move,
so just roll around looking cute and cuddly.

Your human is forced to remain home; no
gadabouting all over town.
What is a 'job' anyhow...and who needs it!

Dear Paddy, love of my life...I would be so happy to stay home 24/7/365 to tend to your wants and needs, and pat your tummy and let you eat my ears and earrings!  But, I married for love, not money, so off I go to work for The Man, and put a few coins in the bank account for cats and humans to have food and a roof over their heads.  So very thankful that you stopped by on that cold winter's day, and decided to hang around.  You mean the world to me, big boy!


Wednesday, July 11, 2018

Wally Wednesday

I am so lucky to have visited The Island Cats

We live on different sides of Detroit; we are northeast of the city, and Island Cats are south.  I visited with Wally, Ernie and Zoey (so much FUN!), but I refrained from playing too much of the photographer as I was their guest.  The lady with the yellow hair, Sue, and I ate at Bobcat Bonnie's in Wyandotte...yum!  We then headed over to see if Chip and Slim, The Garden Center Cats, would come out and visit us at her husband's place of business.

Wally is not on the counter.
He says that I'm hallucinating!

Imagine my surprise, Scarlet lives there too!  I said hello; she simply eyeballed me the whole time.

My photo doesn't show her luscious red tail!
Sorry Trout Talkin' Tabbies!
Chip was first to leave his napping spot in the shelving, and he enjoy his snacks!  He allowed me to get within a few feet of him, then he'd decided that I was close enough.

Chip says, 'Whoa!  I'm just about ready to run away!'
Slim was much more shy, however he graced us with his presence, and look, his ears aren't even airplaning!

Slim made sure the straw bale was between us!
As you know, I too have 'feral' cats: The PO'M and Sweetie, called The 'O' Cats.  Although they respond to me and The Hubby, they really don't do well with other people.  Same with Chip and Slim; they know their regular folks, and just try to ignore the rest of us as we make kissy sounds and click away on our phones!

What a delight to visit with all of Sue and The Island Cat's Dad!  Thank you both again!  You know what?!?...I too want to be an Island Cat! 

Tuesday, July 10, 2018

Garden Party

Garden Party

by Ricky Nelson
Released in 1972

Went to a garden party to reminisce with my old friends
A chance to share old memories and play our songs again
When I got to the garden party, they all knew my name
No one recognized me, I didn't look the same

But it's all right now, I learned my lesson well.
You see, ya can't please everyone, so ya got to please yourself

People came from miles around, everyone was there
Yoko brought her walrus, there was magic in the air
And over in the corner, much to my surprise
Mr. Hughes hid in Dylan's shoes wearing his disguise

But it's all right now, I learned my lesson well.
You see, ya can't please everyone, so ya got to please yourself

Played them all the old songs, thought that's why they came
No one heard the music, we didn't look the same
I said hello to "Mary Lou", she belongs to me
When I sang a song about a honky-tonk, it was time to leave

But it's all right now, I learned my lesson well.
You see, ya can't please everyone, so ya got to please yourself

Someone opened up a closet door and out stepped Johnny B. Goode
Playing guitar like a-ringin' a bell and lookin' like he should
If you gotta play at garden parties, I wish you a lotta luck
But if memories were all I sang, I rather drive a truck

And it's all right now, learned my lesson well
You see, ya can't please everyone, so you got to please yourself

Two metal garden cats
Purchased at a local art fair
"Ya can't please everyone, so you've got to please yourself!"

Monday, July 9, 2018

Book Review: Homer's Odyssey

Homer's Odyssey: A Fearless Feline Tale, or How I Learned About Love and Life
with a Blind Wonder Cat

Author: Gwen Cooper
Release Date: August 25, 2009
Penguin Random House Audio
Narrated by RenΓ©e Raudman

How many times have I read and reread this remarkable story?  At least a handful of times...maybe even a dozen!  It doesn't get old, and the emotions are as fresh as the first time.

This occasion, however, I listened to the audiobook, and was surprised by a long conversation at the end, between Gwen and her husband.  Obviously recorded before Homer passed in 2013, the engaging way the two of them banter about Homer, and their other two cats at the time, Scarlet and Vashti, is wonderfully intimate and delightful. 

I consider "Homer's Odyssey" a MUST READ book for anyone, least of all for cat-lovers and dog-lovers (yes, there are dog's too!).  Home's tale takes us from Florida to New York, through unemployment and marriage, to the events on 9/11/01 and beyond the normal bonds of friendship, love, and pet-ownership (if there is really such a thing!). 

Gwen Cooper has recently issued new stories, available only online.  Although I've purchased a subscription, I haven't yet read any, so I will report on them in a future post.

Friday, July 6, 2018

The Cat Car is Unofficial

In September, 2017, I was excited to add a cat car magnet to The Cat Car.

I posted about it here: The Cat Car Is Official.  Caren and Cody from Cat Chat warned me about becoming a bit too eccentric, with stickers and magnets all over my ride!  The Hubby too, was unhappy with one magnet, because he drives my car around once in awhile.  However, I put my foot down...I wanted cat stuff on The Cat Car!

Meow magnet, purchased while at Mall of America
in Minneapolis, Minnesota in 2017.
Then, in November, 2017, I added two more really cool cat car magnets!  I posted about them here: Cat Are Aliens.

Each found online!
As time has marched on, having stuff plastered all over the car has lost its appeal.  Other drivers do weird things around crazy cat lady autos; they tailgate too close, they cut in front too fast, and there have been more obnoxious acts by fellow drivers than previously!  When The Hubby recently removed the magnets to give The Cat Car a wash, I asked him to bring the magnets inside to attach to the refrigerator.  My little old Honda is now bare, and she's going to stay that way.

Yep, Caren and Cody...you were right!

The PO'M keeps an eye on The Cat Car with
constant driveway patrols, magnets or no

Manny, overseeing the
refrigerator magnet display

Thursday, July 5, 2018

The PO'M Eats My Earring!

You are too silly, Paddy O'Malley!
Well, that's a bit of a stretch...the big guy attempted to eat my earring!  How I snapped this photo, I'll never know, because the tugging on my pierced earlobe was NOT fun.  Goes to show the lengths that The PO'M will go to, if he feels that I'm not giving him my full attention.

Tuesday, July 3, 2018

Toesie Tuesday

Sweetie is beautiful!


Due to the extra-warm temperatures in Michigan, I have spent a fair amount of time inside the house, next to the window air-conditioner, but also outside on the back deck, in the cool shade.  Sweetie and I had a long one-on-one fest, while The PO'M was snoozing in the garden somewhere.  Usually, if I show up in the backyard, Paddy appears quickly, but this time he stayed wherever he was, and Sweetie received 100% of my attention. 

I hadn't noticed before that her paw pads are pink on one foot, and black on another!  She has fearsome claws, which one would expect from an outside cat.  In addition to modeling for me, she head-bunted my sides and back as I sat, and allowed me to brush her, and to pet her tummy while she stood on her feet.  I know this quiet time together was very special for me, and I hope it was for her too. 

Monday, July 2, 2018

Eastside Cats Has Visitors!

Seriously, like...in the flesh, real PEOPLE visiting us!  My dear Bro-in-Law and wife were able to sit a spell with us recently.  Not only was The Hubby and his brother raised in the house that is now our home, but they lived here for awhile too after marriage.  So, they were visiting both us and their old place.

Manny and Chili Bruce were very keen to meet the new humans, and proceeded to entertain us with jumps onto counters and tables during our yakkety-yakking.  They sniffed shoes, heads, fingers, and investigated like crazy. 

Although we keep in touch via online media, it's beyond terrific to see The Hubby's family in purr-son.  These folks are fun, intelligent, interesting, and good-natured.   We traded our favorite book titles back and forth, and The Hubby talked to his brother about some updates planned for the house.

They surprised us with gifts, in condolence for losing Chucky, and for adopting Da Boyz.

Old-timey bank,
Cat on a rocking chair

Side view
The eyes wink open and closed!

Black Cat Cookie Jar
(Difficult to get a good image, due to the shining glaze)

I put the cookie jar on the shelf with my other black cat figures for scale.

Completely unexpected, and we love these pieces!  Thank you again, C & P, and we hope to see you both again soon.

Our relatives are GREAT artists, so here is a shameless plug for them: Denison Art Studio.  They also TNR'd a momma cat and her five kittens 'way back before it was commonplace; they had to search for a veterinarian who would even spay 'wild' cats.  All but one were caught in a humane trap; the last kitten was caught using a box and a stick, just like in the cartoons of old.  The Hubby and I didn't even have cats in our lives back then, so that tells you something.  My in-laws are great lovers of nature, and their constant biking, kayaking, traveling, and making art make me feel like a slacker in comparison.  I am their biggest devotee to their art, although The Hubby claims he's known them longer, and therefore should have that title.  *shrug*