Tail Tales

It's Sweetnesday!

Swee Wee's tailio is short, like she is.

However, she manages it like a fine accessory that adorns her demure but classic black outfit.

Draped over the edge of The Sweetie Spa.

Straight out!

With a genteel curve.

Sweetie is doing well with her meds, and I've become a dab hand at presenting her gushy stinky food just the way she likes it: as thick soup!

Now that we are feeding four cats, it's easy to crack open two cans of food, mix the batch in one bowl, then distribute even portions all 'round.

Sweetie's portion, however, is doled out over time; she doesn't like a big bowlful anymore; rather, as she eats until one can see the bottom of the bowl, I 'replace' a few spoonfuls and 'fluff' it all up, as if it's a brand new meal.

She's eating, drinking water, using her litterpan, and waking me early almost every morning now, which are all good things.

❤️ Love her to bits ❤️

Subtle Warms

It's Sweetnesday!

When Sweetie needs warm sun on her top furs, while her heated Sweetie Spa toasts her underside.

Only subtle variations on the theme.

❤️

Busy At Rest

It's Sweetnesday!

During the extreme cold snap, Sweetie has been hard at work...

...as a oldster kitty, staying warm, napping her usual hours of sleep, and enjoying any bit of sunshine that comes her way!

The Sweetie Spa is only empty when Sweetie chooses to rest herself on a piece of cardboard that is atop a heat vent in the spare bedroom.

Yep, a heated beddy, or a warm chunk of cardboard.

Sweetie is definitely living the dream.

~~~

Sadly, Lola earned her angels wings yesterday.

Leave a kind word at Lola The Rescued Cat or at Lola The Rescued Cat on Facebook

Farewell, Calypso

Calypso and Amy and Brin is where to visit to send condolences.

 💔Hugs and purrs💔

Becoming Cats

The Hubby and I are getting lots of rest.

Guess we are acting like cats, with excellent examples to emulate:

Chili Bruce and Manny (showing his 'underwear').

Sweetie, almost always in her heated Sweetie Spa beddy.

The weather has been dreary, so no looking out the windows to wish we could go outside and play!

Thanks to all for the get well messages; we are improving.

On Her Way to Chubby

Post vet visit nap, in the Sweetie Spa

Very thankful today, that Sweetie gained a wee bit of weight since her last vet visit:

May: 7.00 lbs

August: 6.88 lbs

Early September: 6.72 lbs

Late September: 7.60 lbs

October: 7.75 lbs

November: 7.88 lbs

December: 7.92 lbs!

⭐🌟⭐

So very pleased, after her weight drop off earlier this year, that she's doing well.

The vet said that the most important thing is for her to eat; taking her meds is secondary.

We've tried this and tried that over time, never with 100% success.

I found small portioned cat food, and break open one of these multiple times a day.

Fresh food seems to attract her, and am tweaking the amounts so we have as little waste as possible.

And, conversely, we don't want her swelling up like a balloon either!

😹

Basking

🌞It's Sweetneseday!🌞

During a rare bit of sunshine, Sweetie basked while I snapped pics.

Love the way she looks like she's made of chocolate.

And in the end, she gives a Garboesque look.

What a living!

Warmed by the sun, while languishing in her heated Sweetie Spa bed.

Nice work if you can get it, no?

🌞😹🌞

Stomp

It's Sweetnesday!

Our Sweetie continues to eat well, sleeps in her Sweetie Spa, and yells at me when on online work meetings and phone calls.

She also makes sure to show her displeasure if I'm up late reading, by stomping across me and yelling in my face!

As the colder weather has begun, she often wants to get under the bed covers, however she won't burrow herself; humans have to lift the edge for her to enter.

It's good to be The Queen!👑

Catmouflage

It's Sweetnesday!

Ahh, Sweetie...

Did her best to stay hidden as an outside cat.

And yet, there is only so much a kitty can do!

You cannot believe how grateful we are that Sweetie is an inside-only kitty now, living as a lazy, pampered housepanther.

She even has her heated Sweetie Spa plugged in, despite it being SUMMER!

Sweetie deserves every luxury that she wants.

😻😽😻

Vet Lap Cat

It's Sweetnesday!

Queen Sweet had her Solensia shot, along with a pawdicure and an 'undercarriage' comb-out.

She was rarin' to get out!

An Usie with Sweetie, The Lap Cat!
So happy...I almost cried.

Back home again, with her head mashed into her Sweetie Spa.

Sweetie does not allow her humans to trim her nails (hence, the sobriquet 'Murder Mitts'), nor can I comb her underarms, tummy, or nether regions.

Don't like the idea that her tangled furs might pull and be ouchie.

Yes, The Eastside Cats paid for the veterinarian's new boat over the past week.

P.S. Thank you kindly for the comments for Manny and Chili Bruce, after their dentals.

They are doing well: eating normally, using the box normally, but maybe not so playful.

😽😽😽

Windy Sunshine

It's Sweetnesday!

Queen Sweet isn't bothered by the flickering sunshine; when she's a-napping, she stays a-napping!

Am pretty sure the only thing that would disturb her sleep, is the scent of fresh gushy food.

😹😼😹

Queen Sweetie Snoozes

It's Sweetnesday!

One of the joys of sharing a home with felines, is watching them sleep!

😻😻😻

Clumpy

It's Sweetnesday!

Our outside-now-inside kitty isn't grooming as she once did.

She has fur clumps all over her flanks.

One or twice a day I break out the comb to gently work at them; it's her undercoat fur, and it is surprisingly light in color.

Sweetie allows about five minutes for these ministrations, before those murder mitts give the signal that she's had enough.

No doubt, she's feeling stiff and not as bendy as she once was, so her ablutions are at a minimum.

Am not asking for advice; she's an old cat, and pilling her with pain meds causes more stress than leaving her be, and mixing something into her food hasn't been successful either.

She has her heated spa bed, and she enjoys laying on the hardwood floor in the spare bedroom, next to the heat vent.

Have put a soft towel down, and a plush beddy, but she only wants the floor.

As you wish, Queen Sweetie.

I don't like it, it's not about me, is it?

Those Were The Days

It's Sweetnesday!

A strong cold front barreled across the state yesterday, bringing bitter temps and high winds.

Watching Sweetie snuggled warm in her Sweetie Spa, brought memories of her existence as an 'O' Cat, and I leafed through the photo library to pick a few December images of those bygone days. 

Sweetie is not easy to photograph; she wasn't then, and she isn't now.

But by gosh, I love her dearly, and am honored to be her human forever.

❤️😽❤️

Life is Good

Sweetie slept through her Sweetnesday.

"Zzzzzz.."

"Hon-shooo...hon-shooo..."

However, she left us a smiley face.

😽😽😽

The Faces of Sweet

It's Sweetnesday!

My office is located in Sweetie's Apartment, so she and I are day-long companions.

Except, of course, that she's sleeping most of the time!

I take advantage, and snap photos of her when the sun is bright.

Racing stripes

"I vant to be alone!"

Nose first; must have been a bit chilly.

Although we are 99.9% sure that she is deaf, Sweetie will sing out when I'm on a conference call or when I'm filling the bathtub for a good soak, so I believe it's, "I'm lonely; pay attention to me!"

She also gets huffy when I stay up late while reading a book.

But aww, she's so cute, and as such a grand dame, we give in to her minor eccentricities.

💕😻💕

Small and Spicy

It's Sweetnesday!

A usual day in Sweetie's Apartment, while I continue to work remotely:

Napping in her Sweetie Spa.

Enjoying the Spring sunshine from the front window.

Voicing her displeasure at...well, am not sure what she was displeased about!

Maybe my Zoom meeting?

Sweetie is about 1/2 the size of either of Da Boyz, and she doesn't like being picked up.

She gets very spicy whenever I try, and those murder mitts snick out.

Yet, she bears no grudges; once she's been released...and my clothes are full of holes from her nails...she purrs and pretends like her catness was never grabbed.

I mean, she's so wee and cute...and feisty.

Askew

It's Sweetnesday!

Someone had a wild party or something...

The Sweetie Spa was knocked sideways!

Me: "Dudette!  What the hey...?"

Sweetie: "No problems here...move along!"

Sweetie: "Okay, fine...you may straighten my Spa, peasant!"
Me: *bowing* "As you wish, Your Majesty"
Sweetie: "And never call me Dudette again; remember, I have murder mitts!"
Me: "Your forbearance is appreciated, Ma'm."
Me: *backs out of the room*

A Day Without

It's Sweetnesday!

Last Saturday, we had severe winds, with gusts that brought down part of a HUGE Maple tree in a neighbor's yard:

Tree fell across neighbor's garage and cars, then over the alley...

(Close up of smushed van)

...into our next-door neighbor's backyard!

We did NOT lose power at this time; that occured when someone else's tree lay across the wires a little while later.

Luckily, we were without electricity for only a day.

The Hubby and I put on our winter coats, and drank plenty of hot beverages.

Da Boyz curled up together, but poor Sweetie was without her Sweetie Spa heated beddy!

She tried to stay warm under the blanket, but it was unsatisfactory.

That night, she crawled on top of me, to use my body heat.

When I awoke, she was on my head!

Sweetie: "I'm in my Sweetie Spa, and no one is allowed to make it go cold again!"

Our prayers go out to those in Kentucky and elsewhere, who were severely affected by same storm system, to much more devastating results.

A day without power means nothing, when we still have a roof over our heads.