Panther writes:
Yesterday, Mommy and Daddy were watching TV from the couch, but then Daddy fell asleep in the chair. I don't like the TV, because I don't want those people and things coming out of the box and into the room. Everyone tells me that they stay in the box, but I still don't quite believe it. Anyway, Mommy was still on the couch. Freya climbed up to sit with her and get some pets. That looked like it was nice, so I went over to see if I could get some pets, too.
I walked by the couch. Mommy petted me a couple times, then made a clicky sound and called me up, patting the couch. I wasn't sure, so I put my front paws on the couch. Was I really allowed up there, or was it someplace for the inside-only kitties to be but not for me? No, she really was calling me up there! I hopped up on the couch, then walked over to Mommy. I got pets! She really did want me to be up there! I walked all the way over Mommy's side, then headbutted her chin while she petted me. Thank you, Mommy, for allowing me to do all the things the inside kitties do! I hopped back down, but then hopped back up and did the whole thing again, just to be sure. I got more pets, so I tried it again. Yep, it worked a third time, too!
After that, I decided I'd had enough of figuring out snuggles and the couch. I went off to play with a roller, which is a tube from the inside of a doggy poop bag roll. The humans here use those bags to bring the box stuff out to the garbage. Very strange, but I'm glad they come with the rollers inside the bag rolls, so I can play with those! I went hopping sideways around the living room after my roller, while Mommy giggled and Freya looked on with pride. Freya's becoming my inside mama cat, at least for a while until I get my forever home.
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Monday, September 9, 2013
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
Wordy Wednesday: News!
Tigress writes:
Some of you guessed that I was the one hiding under the chair (kudos to Sparkle!), on my first big adventure inside since my spay a few months ago! Well, was it ever an adventure! I'd met some of the inside cats before, just to sniff or touch noses, from either my spay-recovery trap or the open door. This was my first official meeting with Dare and Scamper, though.
Dare decided that I was interesting enough to follow around the house. Yes, you read that right! I explored the house! I first ate from the food plate, then had some water, with my sister's encouragement while others looked on and Mommy petted me. Then the heater went on and Mommy asked me if it was ok if she shut the door to keep the warm air in. She and Daddy have been\ doing that with me for a few weeks now, and I like the warmth on my fur. It really is much warmer with the door shut. When the heat went on, I was a little startled by the sound, but then it became interesting when I saw the blinds move over the vent. I went to explore it, and meowed happily when I felt the wind blowing my fur!
Somebody was on something called a chair, underneath something called a table. My sister hopped up on one of the chair things, but I was too chicken to join her. I walked under the table, then to the computer desk. I found a long, open place called a hallway, but didn't go down it. I was much more interested in the living room, which was really open. It reminded me of my deck, so I felt safer there. There were more chairs, although these were covered in something soft, and a big chair called a couch. I walked around until I heard Daddy snoring, then dove under the couch into the corner. Dare followed me but let me have some space, which I was glad about since she'd been following me nose-to-tail since I walked in. Mommy tried to get a good picture of me, but every time she got close, I moved to another place. If she aimed the camera at the couch, I moved underneath the chair. If she tried to crouch down to take a picture of the chair, I ran to the couch again. I was way too quick for her! She got a picture of Dare checking on me, though. (See two posts back.)
After all that exploring, and the nice warmth of the heater, I was getting very sleepy. I felt comfortable and safe under the blue chair, and I knew my sister was inside as well, so I took a nap. I thought I would only sleep for a little while, but I slept five hours! Mommy was so happy! She stayed up in case I wanted out, but she didn't think I would stay in that long! I was soooo tired.
As soon as I woke up, I started pacing and crying. I'd forgotten for a few minutes that I'd come inside, so I was very disoriented and felt trapped. I ran all over the place, tried to get out the door (which wasn't open right away), then tried to get out the stove! Yep, I thought the stove was the door! Mommy opened the door a little way, then came into the kitchen to get me. She thought she'd herd me toward the door, but I didn't want to move from the corner. She picked me up right under the armpits, gently but firmly, and "flew" me to the door, opening it further when we got to it. I went right out, then she put some food outside to let me know it was ok.
Just a few minutes ago, I came in again for some food and to explore the dining room a little. She shut the door, but let me out right away when I asked her to. Maybe it's a Wednesday morning thing?
Fluffy Tuxie writes:
Hi! I'm a reticent guy, but the outside girls have kept me company for a few months out here in the yard. I've been around since just before Tigress got spayed, but hadn't come close until this last week. I decided it's much nicer when the people know I'm here, because then they come with scoops of food for me. Can you see me at the door waiting for my scoop while Scamper eats?
I'm longhaired, with white boots, shirtfront, stomach, and nose (except for a black splotch on my nose). I'm about as big as Carbon, but younger. The people think I'm about three or four years old, but I'm not telling. I could be as young as two.
I'm getting to the point now where I only run a short distance away when the people open the door. I run to the edge of the deck, sometimes diving but most of the time staying up, then turn and look at them. Once they close the door, then I approach the food and eat. However, the lady didn't close the door all the way one time last week because she was talking to me, and I approached to eat. She put her hand within sniffing distance and held it there while I ate. Then, I came closer at the same time as she reached down, and her fingers brushed my fur! I pulled away, looked at her, looked at her hand, then went back to eating. It felt kind of nice to be touched! She touched me again, very gently, and I leaned in so she was petting the edges of my long fur. I let her do that for about two minutes, then I had enough and walked away. She shut the door so I could eat in peace then.
Some of you guessed that I was the one hiding under the chair (kudos to Sparkle!), on my first big adventure inside since my spay a few months ago! Well, was it ever an adventure! I'd met some of the inside cats before, just to sniff or touch noses, from either my spay-recovery trap or the open door. This was my first official meeting with Dare and Scamper, though.
Dare decided that I was interesting enough to follow around the house. Yes, you read that right! I explored the house! I first ate from the food plate, then had some water, with my sister's encouragement while others looked on and Mommy petted me. Then the heater went on and Mommy asked me if it was ok if she shut the door to keep the warm air in. She and Daddy have been\ doing that with me for a few weeks now, and I like the warmth on my fur. It really is much warmer with the door shut. When the heat went on, I was a little startled by the sound, but then it became interesting when I saw the blinds move over the vent. I went to explore it, and meowed happily when I felt the wind blowing my fur!
Somebody was on something called a chair, underneath something called a table. My sister hopped up on one of the chair things, but I was too chicken to join her. I walked under the table, then to the computer desk. I found a long, open place called a hallway, but didn't go down it. I was much more interested in the living room, which was really open. It reminded me of my deck, so I felt safer there. There were more chairs, although these were covered in something soft, and a big chair called a couch. I walked around until I heard Daddy snoring, then dove under the couch into the corner. Dare followed me but let me have some space, which I was glad about since she'd been following me nose-to-tail since I walked in. Mommy tried to get a good picture of me, but every time she got close, I moved to another place. If she aimed the camera at the couch, I moved underneath the chair. If she tried to crouch down to take a picture of the chair, I ran to the couch again. I was way too quick for her! She got a picture of Dare checking on me, though. (See two posts back.)
After all that exploring, and the nice warmth of the heater, I was getting very sleepy. I felt comfortable and safe under the blue chair, and I knew my sister was inside as well, so I took a nap. I thought I would only sleep for a little while, but I slept five hours! Mommy was so happy! She stayed up in case I wanted out, but she didn't think I would stay in that long! I was soooo tired.
As soon as I woke up, I started pacing and crying. I'd forgotten for a few minutes that I'd come inside, so I was very disoriented and felt trapped. I ran all over the place, tried to get out the door (which wasn't open right away), then tried to get out the stove! Yep, I thought the stove was the door! Mommy opened the door a little way, then came into the kitchen to get me. She thought she'd herd me toward the door, but I didn't want to move from the corner. She picked me up right under the armpits, gently but firmly, and "flew" me to the door, opening it further when we got to it. I went right out, then she put some food outside to let me know it was ok.
Just a few minutes ago, I came in again for some food and to explore the dining room a little. She shut the door, but let me out right away when I asked her to. Maybe it's a Wednesday morning thing?
Hi! I'm a reticent guy, but the outside girls have kept me company for a few months out here in the yard. I've been around since just before Tigress got spayed, but hadn't come close until this last week. I decided it's much nicer when the people know I'm here, because then they come with scoops of food for me. Can you see me at the door waiting for my scoop while Scamper eats?
I'm longhaired, with white boots, shirtfront, stomach, and nose (except for a black splotch on my nose). I'm about as big as Carbon, but younger. The people think I'm about three or four years old, but I'm not telling. I could be as young as two.
I'm getting to the point now where I only run a short distance away when the people open the door. I run to the edge of the deck, sometimes diving but most of the time staying up, then turn and look at them. Once they close the door, then I approach the food and eat. However, the lady didn't close the door all the way one time last week because she was talking to me, and I approached to eat. She put her hand within sniffing distance and held it there while I ate. Then, I came closer at the same time as she reached down, and her fingers brushed my fur! I pulled away, looked at her, looked at her hand, then went back to eating. It felt kind of nice to be touched! She touched me again, very gently, and I leaned in so she was petting the edges of my long fur. I let her do that for about two minutes, then I had enough and walked away. She shut the door so I could eat in peace then.
Sunday, July 1, 2012
Surprising Sunday!
Tigress writes:
I'm scared of the big booms and the funny lights in the sky. They come every night now, and last for a long time! I run to the deck and stay very close to the door, because I feel safe where the humans and food are. Last night, while the big booms and lights were in the sky, the mommy fed us and R.K. on the deck. Since I was staying so close to the door, the mommy put her hand out. I sniffed it and bumped it with my nose again, so she asked if she could pet my ears. I've been letting her do that for a couple weeks now, and it feels good to be petted on my ears. Last night, though, I needed a little more reassurance, so I let her pet my back from my shoulder down to the middle of my back! I turned my head, and then I positioned myself so she could pet me at a better angle! I surprised both her and myself by doing that, but it felt like when my mom-cat and dad-cat used to groom me. This morning, I let her do it again!
I'm scared of the big booms and the funny lights in the sky. They come every night now, and last for a long time! I run to the deck and stay very close to the door, because I feel safe where the humans and food are. Last night, while the big booms and lights were in the sky, the mommy fed us and R.K. on the deck. Since I was staying so close to the door, the mommy put her hand out. I sniffed it and bumped it with my nose again, so she asked if she could pet my ears. I've been letting her do that for a couple weeks now, and it feels good to be petted on my ears. Last night, though, I needed a little more reassurance, so I let her pet my back from my shoulder down to the middle of my back! I turned my head, and then I positioned myself so she could pet me at a better angle! I surprised both her and myself by doing that, but it felt like when my mom-cat and dad-cat used to groom me. This morning, I let her do it again!
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Breakthrough!!!
Shadow writes:Yesterday I had a great idea! The other people who feed me and take care of me haven't been around as much, so when I went over to the green house for my usual meal I stared at the lady for a while without eating. She figured I wanted some water, so she came out with the mug to fill the bowl. Nope, that's not what I wanted, but I head-butted the mug to tell her that I appreciated the thought. She asked me what I wanted, and I rubbed up against the porch step then stared right at her. Finally, she got the idea!
I let her put her hand up to me, and then sniffed it and arched my back a little. She put her hand on my soft fur and petted me ever so gently. We were both shy about me being petted, but she was gentle and I turned around and around to be petted on both sides and my back. I even let her pet all the way from the back of my ears to the tip of my tail!
Then, finally, after about 5 minutes of me allowing her to pet, she said she had to go back inside. I didn't want her to stop petting me, so I followed her up the porch. She pet me one last time, and then went back inside. I stared at the door, wanting her to come back out again.
Later on, when I went back for my next meal, the man was there watching me from the door. I looked at him, then looked around for the lady. He said she had gone someplace else, but she'd be back later. Maybe today she'll be there and pet me some more?
The lady writes:
I wouldn't have believed I would be writing this when I first met Shadow 2 1/2 years ago! She was completely feral, as shown by her eartip. Well-taken care of, but feral. The people on the next street over feed her as well, and obviously have been working on taming her, just as we have. We think she lets them pet her and has for a few months (maybe longer). This is the first time ever that she's tolerated even a touch from either of us, though! Let alone wanting to be petted!
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Learning that laps are ok
Starla writes:
My new daddy just picked me up and put me on his lap for pets. I wanted to get off, but he gently held me there and petted me, talking to me the whole time. I settled down to a crouch and accepted pets, but gingerly, getting ready to run at any minute. I really didn't know what he was trying to do, because I've never sat on a lap for petting before. It was all very confusing.
My new daddy just picked me up and put me on his lap for pets. I wanted to get off, but he gently held me there and petted me, talking to me the whole time. I settled down to a crouch and accepted pets, but gingerly, getting ready to run at any minute. I really didn't know what he was trying to do, because I've never sat on a lap for petting before. It was all very confusing.
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