Miss Marble writes:
There are two new visitors to our deck, our house, and our yard! Tigress and I don't like them very much, because they eat our food and one of them gets pets from our family. Our purrents say that one of them will learn to take turns with us and the other one will find a new home within the next couple months. I certainly hope that turns out to be true! I had to go out the door to the other dimension (aka the front door) this morning, because my door was blocked by the intruder who gets pets. Mommy had to pick me up and put me out in the other dimension, then give me pets to let me know that it was still the same place. No, it's not! It's the other dimension!
Panther writes:
Aack! The lady took pictures of me! I really don't like the flashy box, but learned last night that the red light means the white light will flash. I freeze when the red light comes on, wait until after the white light flashes, then go on about my business (mainly getting pets from the lady and twirling around her while she talks to me). I've been hanging around this new house since July 4th. The people think that I either was dumped or ran away because of the fireworks. I obviously know all the important things that a housecat should know, like what doors, collars, lights, people, and toys are, so I was an owned cat very recently. I have a collar, but that is from these new people. The tag is made especially for me, and says "Am I yours???" on one side and "If so, call xxx-xxx-xxxx" on the other. The people named me Panther because I'm all black with gold eyes. I'm shorthaired, and between 8 months and a year old. I am not fixed, so if I truly am a stray or a dumped cat, that will be the first order of business (along with testing to make sure I'm free of any diseases).
I'm a very friendly boy, but I love to play, so I was showing off my ferociousness on the tomato cage! I headbutt any hand that pets me, talk like a Siamese, and love to brush up against the people. I'm a very strong boy, so my headbutts really push the people's hands!
If you are in the Hazel Dell/Walnut Grove area of Clark County, Washington, and know where I belong, please let the people know by commenting on this blog post. If you are local, please share this information via blog, Facebook, etc., to help me find my home. Thank you!
Our second new visitor is the raccoon in back. He or she is a new kit, born about 12 weeks ago (probably), and just started coming with his mom. His mom is one of last summer's kits, born to R.K., so the new kit is the fourth generation since we've lived in this house (three years). He's very smart, and even likes to play with the toys JJ left behind! The plastic saw is one of his favorites. He'll spend a few minutes turning it over and over in his hands, trying to figure out what it is and what it does, then he'll bite it and put it down. Daddy gave the outside cats a hotdog that had fallen on the floor inside, but the cats didn't want it. The kit found it and figured out it was food after rolling it around for a bit! He also likes the blue scoops from the weather station.
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Friday, July 13, 2012
R.K. brought a birthday present to show Mommy yesterday!
R.K. writes:
It was about this time last year when my mama raccoon brought us by to see the human home and food source for the first time. In fact, the feline kits came by one year ago yesterday for the first time! Well, I thought I'd continue the tradition. Yep, that's right: this half-blind raccoon who thinks she's a kitty had kits! I've got two healthy furballs, and they're a month or two old. I'm not telling exactly how old they are, though. They're about 1/4 to 1/3 my size, and I'm still nursing them, although one of them tried the cat food tonight. I was so proud! They played on the deck while I ate, except when the sensor light scared them. There's space under the deck, so they ran down there when the light was too much for them. They had a lot of fun playing on the deck, though! They both investigated (and exclaimed about) the ladder that's lying on there, and had fun jumping in and out of the squares. One played with the rope that's attached to the ladder, tossing the end up and catching it. The other found a dead mouse that Tigress had presented to the humans. My silly kit picked the mouse up and couldn't decide what it was! It held the mouse between its front paws while standing up, turned the mouse over and over between its paws, then walked off with it to the edge of the deck. Five minutes later, it was still carrying the dead mouse around, trying to decide if it was food or a toy!
It was about this time last year when my mama raccoon brought us by to see the human home and food source for the first time. In fact, the feline kits came by one year ago yesterday for the first time! Well, I thought I'd continue the tradition. Yep, that's right: this half-blind raccoon who thinks she's a kitty had kits! I've got two healthy furballs, and they're a month or two old. I'm not telling exactly how old they are, though. They're about 1/4 to 1/3 my size, and I'm still nursing them, although one of them tried the cat food tonight. I was so proud! They played on the deck while I ate, except when the sensor light scared them. There's space under the deck, so they ran down there when the light was too much for them. They had a lot of fun playing on the deck, though! They both investigated (and exclaimed about) the ladder that's lying on there, and had fun jumping in and out of the squares. One played with the rope that's attached to the ladder, tossing the end up and catching it. The other found a dead mouse that Tigress had presented to the humans. My silly kit picked the mouse up and couldn't decide what it was! It held the mouse between its front paws while standing up, turned the mouse over and over between its paws, then walked off with it to the edge of the deck. Five minutes later, it was still carrying the dead mouse around, trying to decide if it was food or a toy!
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Saturday, June 16, 2012
Happy birthday to Tabby!
Tabby writes:
Today's my 7th birthday! Wow! Mommy says that I need to behave as a 7-year-old now. I think she said that because I was screaming at her, though. She was working on the computer and I wanted pets. After asking her a few times, I screamed at her. I'm usually pretty good about asking and waiting, but it's my birthday so I think I deserve a few pets and hugs this early! I got them, but I had to behave properly for a little while first. That was fine with me, because I knew I'd get my pets and birthday hugs then.
I've been teaching our raccoon kitty (R.K., the one who acts like she's a kitty) how to behave lately. I've taught her to lie down on the other side of the glass from me. I've also taught her how to touch noses, even though the glass is in the way so we can't really touch. Grandma came by a few days ago and saw us doing both those things. She loved it! She hadn't really believed our purrents when they said that R.K. behaves like a kitty, but now she believes it!
Today's my 7th birthday! Wow! Mommy says that I need to behave as a 7-year-old now. I think she said that because I was screaming at her, though. She was working on the computer and I wanted pets. After asking her a few times, I screamed at her. I'm usually pretty good about asking and waiting, but it's my birthday so I think I deserve a few pets and hugs this early! I got them, but I had to behave properly for a little while first. That was fine with me, because I knew I'd get my pets and birthday hugs then.
I've been teaching our raccoon kitty (R.K., the one who acts like she's a kitty) how to behave lately. I've taught her to lie down on the other side of the glass from me. I've also taught her how to touch noses, even though the glass is in the way so we can't really touch. Grandma came by a few days ago and saw us doing both those things. She loved it! She hadn't really believed our purrents when they said that R.K. behaves like a kitty, but now she believes it!
Sunday, June 3, 2012
Sumptuous Sunday!
Miss Marble writes:
Does anyone want to come over for a mousie feast? Daddy just finished mowing the lawn with the new riding lawn mower, and there are all kinds of fat, juicy field mice running around! I just caught two really good ones. *licks lips* I was inside while Daddy was mowing, because Mommy wouldn't let me go outside then. I tried to tell her I wanted out, but it didn't work. I'm actually glad I wasn't out with the lawn mower, but I saw the mice jumping out of the way and wanted to chase them.
The raccoon with the bad eye (it's mostly blind in one eye) was also out in the yard hunting, but I think she was mostly interested in the salamanders. It was good hunting for both of us! The raccoon is one of the litter that's the same age as me, and this one is named R.K. (Raccoon Kitty) because she has learned how to behave like my sister and me! She curls up on the deck like us and reaches up to the door handle like us.
I sleep on the bed now when I'm inside. I love curling up on the cozy blanket, especially if Mama Freya is up there to snuggle with me. I also like attacking Mommy's feet under the blanket, but I have to remember to use soft paws (claws in), otherwise she tells me I'm hurting her and snaps her fingers. If she does that, I run away and come back once she is quiet again.
Tigress writes:
Yummy mice! It was scary watching the daddy on the loud monster, but fun watching the mice scurry away from it. I'm hunting, too, but staying back from the mown parts of the yard for a while. I don't want to have that monster come and get me, too, even though no one's riding it now. It's just sitting quietly by itself, so I think it's alright. That's what the one next door does, and it's safe when no one's on it.
I've invented a new game! I play it with the mommy! She sticks her hand out the sliding window-door, and that's my cue to slink along the wall. I get almost to her hand, then crouch down and reach my right paw up to tag her fingers. I sniff them, then touch them again! I'm very brave! I even let her touch my ear when I'm eating sometimes, and other times just let her have her hand out toward me while I'm eating close by the door. My sister wants to know why I don't just come inside again and let the mommy and the daddy pet me, but I'm not that brave yet. I've seen how much everyone else enjoys that, but I'm not ready for that yet. I do enjoy my game with the hand, though!
Does anyone want to come over for a mousie feast? Daddy just finished mowing the lawn with the new riding lawn mower, and there are all kinds of fat, juicy field mice running around! I just caught two really good ones. *licks lips* I was inside while Daddy was mowing, because Mommy wouldn't let me go outside then. I tried to tell her I wanted out, but it didn't work. I'm actually glad I wasn't out with the lawn mower, but I saw the mice jumping out of the way and wanted to chase them.
The raccoon with the bad eye (it's mostly blind in one eye) was also out in the yard hunting, but I think she was mostly interested in the salamanders. It was good hunting for both of us! The raccoon is one of the litter that's the same age as me, and this one is named R.K. (Raccoon Kitty) because she has learned how to behave like my sister and me! She curls up on the deck like us and reaches up to the door handle like us.
I sleep on the bed now when I'm inside. I love curling up on the cozy blanket, especially if Mama Freya is up there to snuggle with me. I also like attacking Mommy's feet under the blanket, but I have to remember to use soft paws (claws in), otherwise she tells me I'm hurting her and snaps her fingers. If she does that, I run away and come back once she is quiet again.
Tigress writes:
Yummy mice! It was scary watching the daddy on the loud monster, but fun watching the mice scurry away from it. I'm hunting, too, but staying back from the mown parts of the yard for a while. I don't want to have that monster come and get me, too, even though no one's riding it now. It's just sitting quietly by itself, so I think it's alright. That's what the one next door does, and it's safe when no one's on it.
I've invented a new game! I play it with the mommy! She sticks her hand out the sliding window-door, and that's my cue to slink along the wall. I get almost to her hand, then crouch down and reach my right paw up to tag her fingers. I sniff them, then touch them again! I'm very brave! I even let her touch my ear when I'm eating sometimes, and other times just let her have her hand out toward me while I'm eating close by the door. My sister wants to know why I don't just come inside again and let the mommy and the daddy pet me, but I'm not that brave yet. I've seen how much everyone else enjoys that, but I'm not ready for that yet. I do enjoy my game with the hand, though!
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