Freya writes:
It's our birthday today! For a birthday present, we want Sherbet to come out to play, or at least play pawsies with us. Can you see me sticking my paws underneath the door trying to get him to play? I'm going to have a fun day running around the house and playing with everyone.
Heimdall writes:
I want Sherbet to play, too, although I've been asking him to play tails by sticking my tail underneath the door and wagging it at him. It works with everyone else, so why doesn't it work with him? Our purrents say it's because he likes to be in a box in there, but he can't see the door from his box, so he doesn't see us trying to play with him. If I were in there, I'd want to have some company and someone to play with!
I've got a goopy eye that's getting better, so I'm going to spend my day snuggling with Mommy either on the bed or sleeping on the desk while she does computer stuff. She cleans my eye to help it feel better, and that's working. I may need medicine for it, but that's ok, too. As long as I get my snuggle hand under my head, I'm happy!
Showing posts with label playing tails. Show all posts
Showing posts with label playing tails. Show all posts
Tuesday, March 24, 2015
Friday, September 19, 2014
Foster Friday: Introducing Autumn
Autumn writes:
Oh, hi! I didn't realize there were other humans and big cats here, reading what we write! I'm Autumn, and I've been at this place for a week now. I'm a foster kitten. I'm about 4 1/2 months old, and I'm a double-fanged monster! Rawr! No, actually I'm a sweet baby who is teething right now, because I just got my adult teeth but still have my baby teeth. That means I like to chomp on arms and legs, but I'm always careful not to break the skin. I have very good manners! I even use soft paws on my foster purrents, instead of clawing (at least most of the time).
I'm also very smart! In a week, I've learned to ask for petting and for up, just like Tabby and Heimdall do! I also know how to hop into the stroller for a nap, and I know the best sleep spots in the house. I also do funny kitten stuff, like try to climb onto the desk by standing in the garbage can, spilling it over in the process. After I did that, I walked around the house with a used tissue on my back for a few minutes before I shook it off! Foster Mommy didn't have the camera handy at the moment, though!
My other people had to give me up. My other mommy loves me very much, but she split up with my other daddy and couldn't take me to college with her. I couldn't stay with my other daddy, either. My other mommy is a student of Foster Mommy's, so she called Foster Mommy and arranged to bring me to this home. At the time, my name was Doug and my other people thought I was a little boykit. I guess they never checked to see once I got old enough! My foster purrents quickly changed my name once they saw I was a little girlkit.
This is why I'm now named Autumn. My orange spot looks just like a leaf landed on my little head! Everyone loves my colors. There is another kitty here who looks like me and her name is Missy. She doesn't really like me much, because she thinks I'm taking Foster Daddy away from her. No, I'm not! I just like sitting with him and snuggling because I spent most of my first day here in his lap being petted.
At first, I was overwhelmed by all the big kitties here. At my other home, I was an only kitten, so this was a complete change! I hissed at everyone, but then I realized that they were only curious. I was curious, too! I saw something waving around, so I crouched low in the chair and tracked it. Suddenly, I made up my mind to grab it, so I pounced! One of the big cats turned to look at me and jerked the waving thing away. It was Heimdall's tail! Now, every time I see that tail, I go play with it. It's the best toy in the world, and the big cat attached to it, Heimdall, doesn't even mind unless I try to bite!
I also like playing with Dare, who is my size even though she's older than I am. I like playing chase up and down the hallway with her, even though I can't leap as high as she does. She hops to the top of the roll-top desk, and I can't get that far even with an in-between jump. I try to get Rori to play sometimes, and she played a little with me yesterday around a box, but then she swatted at me and I got scared. She was confused because I ran off, so she apologized to me by touching noses with me later on to tell me she was sorry. All these big cats are two to five times my size, except for Dare and Missy. That's big!
I like my foster home, but I would really love a home of my own. I'm very social, smart, and friendly to humans and other cats. I'm up-to-date on all my shots, but still need to be spayed. My foster purrents are going to make an appointment for that next week, probably.
I'm off to explore and play! Meow at you later!
Oh, hi! I didn't realize there were other humans and big cats here, reading what we write! I'm Autumn, and I've been at this place for a week now. I'm a foster kitten. I'm about 4 1/2 months old, and I'm a double-fanged monster! Rawr! No, actually I'm a sweet baby who is teething right now, because I just got my adult teeth but still have my baby teeth. That means I like to chomp on arms and legs, but I'm always careful not to break the skin. I have very good manners! I even use soft paws on my foster purrents, instead of clawing (at least most of the time).
I'm also very smart! In a week, I've learned to ask for petting and for up, just like Tabby and Heimdall do! I also know how to hop into the stroller for a nap, and I know the best sleep spots in the house. I also do funny kitten stuff, like try to climb onto the desk by standing in the garbage can, spilling it over in the process. After I did that, I walked around the house with a used tissue on my back for a few minutes before I shook it off! Foster Mommy didn't have the camera handy at the moment, though!
My other people had to give me up. My other mommy loves me very much, but she split up with my other daddy and couldn't take me to college with her. I couldn't stay with my other daddy, either. My other mommy is a student of Foster Mommy's, so she called Foster Mommy and arranged to bring me to this home. At the time, my name was Doug and my other people thought I was a little boykit. I guess they never checked to see once I got old enough! My foster purrents quickly changed my name once they saw I was a little girlkit.
This is why I'm now named Autumn. My orange spot looks just like a leaf landed on my little head! Everyone loves my colors. There is another kitty here who looks like me and her name is Missy. She doesn't really like me much, because she thinks I'm taking Foster Daddy away from her. No, I'm not! I just like sitting with him and snuggling because I spent most of my first day here in his lap being petted.
At first, I was overwhelmed by all the big kitties here. At my other home, I was an only kitten, so this was a complete change! I hissed at everyone, but then I realized that they were only curious. I was curious, too! I saw something waving around, so I crouched low in the chair and tracked it. Suddenly, I made up my mind to grab it, so I pounced! One of the big cats turned to look at me and jerked the waving thing away. It was Heimdall's tail! Now, every time I see that tail, I go play with it. It's the best toy in the world, and the big cat attached to it, Heimdall, doesn't even mind unless I try to bite!
I also like playing with Dare, who is my size even though she's older than I am. I like playing chase up and down the hallway with her, even though I can't leap as high as she does. She hops to the top of the roll-top desk, and I can't get that far even with an in-between jump. I try to get Rori to play sometimes, and she played a little with me yesterday around a box, but then she swatted at me and I got scared. She was confused because I ran off, so she apologized to me by touching noses with me later on to tell me she was sorry. All these big cats are two to five times my size, except for Dare and Missy. That's big!
I like my foster home, but I would really love a home of my own. I'm very social, smart, and friendly to humans and other cats. I'm up-to-date on all my shots, but still need to be spayed. My foster purrents are going to make an appointment for that next week, probably.
I'm off to explore and play! Meow at you later!
Labels:
autumn,
dare,
foster,
foster friday,
fostering,
heimdall,
playing tails,
rori
Wednesday, August 21, 2013
Therapy Cat Tales from 8/21/13
Tabby writes:
Wow! I got to go visiting again! We haven't been since June, because of scheduling conflicts and one day Mommy wasn't feeling well. She's feeling good now, and I've been feeling good all summer, so we got to go to H. and our new visiting place, C. We went to C. one time in June, but we will be going there regularly after H. every month now, one time a month for each place.
H. now has three visiting animal-assisted activities teams: two dogs and myself. We each work with our own person and one staff member, but we each have different staff members! We also have different days, of course, so that we can spread the love around.
Mommy has heard that Pet Partners and Therapy Dogs, International, two groups that we are not affiliated with, now have policies that stop new teams from unaffiliated organizations from visiting at places their teams visit. She asked our supervisor about that, and our supervisor said that PP and TDI have no authority to designate who can and cannot visit. Only the site supervisor and building management have that authority. Mommy was very glad to hear that!
We heard kitty stories on the way to H. again, as usual. I also got to demonstrate the commands that I know for one lady who thought that kitties were untrainable. HAH! She changed her mind really quickly when she saw what I can do! A man told us about healing a dog who had a tumor. I'm not sure if he was telling the truth or pulling our legs on that one, though.
When we were passing by one of the walls of H. on our way to the door, there were strings hanging down and moving! I sat up straight in the stroller when I saw those and thought about trying to bat at one! They were bungee cords, Mommy said. There was also a strong smell of soap, and a few bubbles floated through the air. I looked at Mommy and she told me to look up. I looked through the leaves on the tree branches, way up high, but things blended into the sky so I couldn't see what she could. She's a lot taller than I am, even when I'm in the stroller. I looked at her and put my paw up to ask her what she saw. She said there was a man up there on the strings, cleaning the windows! He was washing them with the soap that I smelled and saw! Wow! He was taller than the trees and sitting on strings, giving those windows a bath? He must be magic, like the man with his head in the ceiling that I saw inside H. one time.
I made my usual rounds, purring for everyone and helping them to feel happier. One lady was having a rough day, because it was getting near her birthday and she didn't feel well so she really didn't want a party. She cried while holding and petting me, but that was fine. I leaned into her hands to reassure her, and she loved that I'd come to visit her. She was still sad and didn't want a party, but she felt a little better.
I taught R. to play tails with me today! She was petting me in my stroller, then I flipped around so that I was facing the back of the stroller and started wagging my tail. She thought she'd offended me in some way and didn't want her to pet me. Mommy told her that I wanted to play with her instead! Mommy demonstrated how to grab the tip of my tail gently with two fingers, hold it for a second, then let it go. Sometimes you grab it, but sometimes you just barely miss it on purpose! It's a game that I learned from my uncle Skylar, who's now an angel. He was my favorite playmate, aside from my brother Carbon, when I was a kitten, so he taught me all the good games to play! I played tails with R. for a few minutes, then turned back around and hid my tail under me. She petted me all over, trying to find it, but I wanted regular pets so I didn't bring my tail out to play. She had a good laugh over that!
After we visited at H., we walked to C. They're pretty close to each other, so we can walk (well, I stroll) between the two. The lady we had visited the last time at C. wasn't in her room. She had gone to dinner early. We found another lady to visit with, though, and right next to the aide station so there was a lot of activity around (i.e. more people to say hi to). J. talked with Mommy about the zoo a lot, because they found out that each other loved to go there. I can't go to the zoo, because some of the animals in the exhibits would want to eat me. Not fun! I'm glad I can't go there, but it was fun hearing about some of my wild cousins like snow leopards and tigers. I got to meet some of the people who work at C., too, and that was fun to "surprise" them! They come around corners and see me, do double-takes, then come over to meet me and ask questions. Mommy told them when we'll be visiting them next, so hopefully more people will want to meet me and that one lady will be in her room next time. The man at the counter loved seeing me, too, and another person told us that she has a certified therapy dog.
Wow! I got to go visiting again! We haven't been since June, because of scheduling conflicts and one day Mommy wasn't feeling well. She's feeling good now, and I've been feeling good all summer, so we got to go to H. and our new visiting place, C. We went to C. one time in June, but we will be going there regularly after H. every month now, one time a month for each place.
H. now has three visiting animal-assisted activities teams: two dogs and myself. We each work with our own person and one staff member, but we each have different staff members! We also have different days, of course, so that we can spread the love around.
Mommy has heard that Pet Partners and Therapy Dogs, International, two groups that we are not affiliated with, now have policies that stop new teams from unaffiliated organizations from visiting at places their teams visit. She asked our supervisor about that, and our supervisor said that PP and TDI have no authority to designate who can and cannot visit. Only the site supervisor and building management have that authority. Mommy was very glad to hear that!
We heard kitty stories on the way to H. again, as usual. I also got to demonstrate the commands that I know for one lady who thought that kitties were untrainable. HAH! She changed her mind really quickly when she saw what I can do! A man told us about healing a dog who had a tumor. I'm not sure if he was telling the truth or pulling our legs on that one, though.
When we were passing by one of the walls of H. on our way to the door, there were strings hanging down and moving! I sat up straight in the stroller when I saw those and thought about trying to bat at one! They were bungee cords, Mommy said. There was also a strong smell of soap, and a few bubbles floated through the air. I looked at Mommy and she told me to look up. I looked through the leaves on the tree branches, way up high, but things blended into the sky so I couldn't see what she could. She's a lot taller than I am, even when I'm in the stroller. I looked at her and put my paw up to ask her what she saw. She said there was a man up there on the strings, cleaning the windows! He was washing them with the soap that I smelled and saw! Wow! He was taller than the trees and sitting on strings, giving those windows a bath? He must be magic, like the man with his head in the ceiling that I saw inside H. one time.
I made my usual rounds, purring for everyone and helping them to feel happier. One lady was having a rough day, because it was getting near her birthday and she didn't feel well so she really didn't want a party. She cried while holding and petting me, but that was fine. I leaned into her hands to reassure her, and she loved that I'd come to visit her. She was still sad and didn't want a party, but she felt a little better.
I taught R. to play tails with me today! She was petting me in my stroller, then I flipped around so that I was facing the back of the stroller and started wagging my tail. She thought she'd offended me in some way and didn't want her to pet me. Mommy told her that I wanted to play with her instead! Mommy demonstrated how to grab the tip of my tail gently with two fingers, hold it for a second, then let it go. Sometimes you grab it, but sometimes you just barely miss it on purpose! It's a game that I learned from my uncle Skylar, who's now an angel. He was my favorite playmate, aside from my brother Carbon, when I was a kitten, so he taught me all the good games to play! I played tails with R. for a few minutes, then turned back around and hid my tail under me. She petted me all over, trying to find it, but I wanted regular pets so I didn't bring my tail out to play. She had a good laugh over that!
After we visited at H., we walked to C. They're pretty close to each other, so we can walk (well, I stroll) between the two. The lady we had visited the last time at C. wasn't in her room. She had gone to dinner early. We found another lady to visit with, though, and right next to the aide station so there was a lot of activity around (i.e. more people to say hi to). J. talked with Mommy about the zoo a lot, because they found out that each other loved to go there. I can't go to the zoo, because some of the animals in the exhibits would want to eat me. Not fun! I'm glad I can't go there, but it was fun hearing about some of my wild cousins like snow leopards and tigers. I got to meet some of the people who work at C., too, and that was fun to "surprise" them! They come around corners and see me, do double-takes, then come over to meet me and ask questions. Mommy told them when we'll be visiting them next, so hopefully more people will want to meet me and that one lady will be in her room next time. The man at the counter loved seeing me, too, and another person told us that she has a certified therapy dog.
Labels:
animal-assisted activity,
animal-assisted therapy,
funny,
mommy,
pet partners,
playing tails,
pp,
tabby,
tdi,
therapy,
therapy animal,
therapy cat,
therapy cat tales,
therapy dogs international,
therapy pet
Thursday, March 26, 2009
They have strings in here!
Starla writes:
They have strings in this house! Not just strings that are attached to things, but real strings that I can bat around and play with! My new mommy just got one for me and dangled it, bouncing it a little, and I ATTACKED! I gave it the old one-two with my paw, then bit it and swatted it some more!
After I was kind of tired from all that exertion, because it's been a while since I've played like that, I was going to settle down for a bit. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw something else wiggling! I just HAD to go pounce on it! I ran across the top of the futon, jumped down into a crouch, and swatted. It was furry! I swatted some more, then used both front paws to get it to bite, when Skylar moved a tiny bit. I realized it was HIS TAIL! I put it down and watched it for a bit. Yes, it was attached to him. But it still wiggled so invitingly! Mommy was egging me on, so I swatted again, and Skylar wiggled it higher. He WANTED me to play with it! I gladly obliged!
After playing a bit more, I settled down on the couch to rest, a little way from Skylar. Mommy petted us both and told us how happy she was that we are both playing.
They have strings in this house! Not just strings that are attached to things, but real strings that I can bat around and play with! My new mommy just got one for me and dangled it, bouncing it a little, and I ATTACKED! I gave it the old one-two with my paw, then bit it and swatted it some more!
After I was kind of tired from all that exertion, because it's been a while since I've played like that, I was going to settle down for a bit. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw something else wiggling! I just HAD to go pounce on it! I ran across the top of the futon, jumped down into a crouch, and swatted. It was furry! I swatted some more, then used both front paws to get it to bite, when Skylar moved a tiny bit. I realized it was HIS TAIL! I put it down and watched it for a bit. Yes, it was attached to him. But it still wiggled so invitingly! Mommy was egging me on, so I swatted again, and Skylar wiggled it higher. He WANTED me to play with it! I gladly obliged!
After playing a bit more, I settled down on the couch to rest, a little way from Skylar. Mommy petted us both and told us how happy she was that we are both playing.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)


