Thoughtful Thursday...

Today I thought I'd explain how your yearly booster works with a little visual help from this cartoon! ;)

Now just think of the mowse as something icky that'll make you sick (like eating the green wobbly bits you should leave for your Mom). Now the rejection the VET gives you takes all those microscopic green wobbly bits and blasts 'em into space for a whole year! You need a booster each year to keep 'em all blasted... Hence the term "blasted rejection", something you should show your VET at regular intervals! :)

Wonderful Wednesday with Isis!

Hello Everykitty, Isis here for my Wednesday blog time! :)

I hope you all like my latest close-up (especially you Napoleon, and remember no drooling on the keyboard!) I do so love posing for Mummy and as soon as she points the camera at he I start to purr... Well they do say a good model as to love the camera! ;) Maybe I don't have all the fashion sense of Daisy the Curly Cat, but I can do cute all the same! :)

Mummy says I'm growing into a nice young girlycat and I must say I'm kind of excited as I'll turn double figures at the end of the month - yes 10 months old already! It's dreadfully grown up 'n all... :) Maybe I'll start my Birthday Wish List soon? I mean it'll take me quite a while to think of all the prezzies I'd like for my very first Birthday! :) Though a proper kitty kiss from a nice young ManCat (who's not my own brother - ick!) would have to be top of my list for now... ! ;)

I think I'd like a nice new blankey too, one for my beautiful luxury carrier with the big furry mattress in... It's so much better than that horrid PTU! I mean a girlycat need a little luxury in her life, but a lot will do nicely too! ;)

Oh and I think I'd like a big bag of pretty coloured feathers, as I just love feathers! Not to forget some new mices as I can't find any of the cute little ones to play with here... I think that big old black grump, Tigmut'hep, has run off with them or shoved them under the sofa... :( I do so love my little mices! :)

Now I nearly forgot, when I'm 1 yr old I'll be old enough to try some catnip! ;) Ramses says not to bother with the low quality stuff, but go straight for the really good stuff as it's worth it! Ramses seems to know rather a lot about d'nip it seems, even though Tigmut'hep is the one round here who's a total 'niphead! ;) Mummy says I must be like my brother and use d'nip only occasionally and in social situations, rather than hogging the lot as often as possible and being all antisocial like Tigs... She says there's such a thing as responsible 'nip use - all these things to learn about being a grown up girlycat are so exhausting, I think I feel a nap coming on...

Thoughtful Tuesday...

We'z all been thinking lots about Miss Peach although I've seen a few pictures of Barbie-Q and Socrates they too were well before my time and apparently in a different Country too! But I will do my best to tell you a little about them all as they have all helped My Mummy become the right type of Mummy for me, Isis and even Tigmut'hep!

When Mummy was a little school girl, her Music teacher's cat had kittens and thinking that the odds were totally against them her parents said she could put her name down for one of the kittens... So with odds of about 300 to 1, Mummy became a cat Mummy for the very first time at age 9! Cuddles was a tiny black and tabby cat, who was feisty and full of naughty tricks, I hear she dominated Mummy's old dog Goldie and even stole her dinner at times - considering that Goldie was a Labrador and a real lover of food, this must have been quite something to watch! Cuddles was probably the most uncuddly cat ever in fact, though she didn't seem to mind being dressed up in bonnets and capes and being pushed around in a big pram just like a baby... Since Mummy's parents had a huge garden and she lived in a little village in the countryside, Cuddles was an indoor/outdoor cat who loved to hunt mice and birds, but then Mummy went on Guide Camp and Cuddles strayed further from home than normal in her evening hunt... Even though Mummy's parents were home to feed her she didn't have Mummy to play with, so she stayed out later and later... One night at camp Mummy woke up screaming having had a dreadful nightmare, that same night Cuddles didn't come home... :( Mummy's parents were frantic with worry and searched like mad people for Cuddles, three days later Mummy came back from camp and was told the news that Cuddles had strayed and hadn't been home in days. Mummy told her Dad where she thought she was, he went to look just to make Mummy happy and he found her little body straight away, she'd been squashed by one of those evil metal monsters on the near by motorway (nearly 1/2 mile from their old house). She was buried under her favourite Honeysuckle plant at the end of the garden and Mummy was heart broken...

Many years passed and Mummy stayed catless as she hated the thought of having another cat die on her. Then she heard of a colony of wild cats who were about to be trapped and killed as they were becoming a menace... Mummy was very angry about this and managed to gain the trust of one of the younger cats and eventually trapped him herself. She saved up her pocket money and with some help from her parents had him neutered and housed him in the family conservatory to see if she could tame him while he recovered and got used to the new area. Iggy-Tiggy did tame a little but at heart he was a wild cat, only Mummy could handle him and in the end Mummy found a safe place in which to release him when it was obvious that he was never going to be able to be kept as a pet. A local Estate with acres of wild woodland was only too happy to have him run wild and free there, knowing that he couldn't breed now. So Iggy-Tiggy went to live there and soon Mummy got to hear about sightings of him at the local school, where he'd turn up at milk break and see what he could get the little kids to give him before making a dash back into the woods of the bordering Estate. These sightings carried on for years that and Mummy kept up to date on Iggy-Tiggy's life until she left the UK for a new life in Canada in her late teens...

Again a few years passed and then one day Mummy opened her apartment balcony door to find a half starved and obviously mistreated Meezer trying to steal a big of chicken off her BBQ! This is how Barbie-Q got her name and made her was into Mummy's life... After a day or two of feeding this starving Meezer, Mummy got her to come into her apartment and gave her a good looking over. Her ears had been glued to her head and her chin to her chest, she was caked in a rubber based glue all round her head and neck area and looked a right sight... Mummy bundled her up and took her straight to the nearest vet, convinced that someone would be looking for her and frantic with worry. The vet checked her over and gave Mummy some advice on how to get the glue off of Barbie-Q and said he was convinced from the state she was in that she'd not been fed properly in over 2 months, she really was all skin and bone... He was also pretty sure she'd been abused by her original owner and since no one had reported a missing Meezer in the past few months and certainly not a female kitten (he reckoned she was only 9-10 months when she found Mummy), he was happy to agree that Mummy now belonged to Barbie-Q! The thing no one realized at the time was that she was pregnant (she could only have been a few days gone at the time) so about 2 months later she gave birth on top of Mummy's clean laundry! She had 3 lovely healthy kittens, one little runt with a huge umbilical hernia and 2 still born... Mummy and Barbie-Q had a lovely time raising the kittens and finding good homes for the 3 really healthy ones, Mummy worried about little Batman though and talked her parents into adopting him and getting him the vet care he so badly needed... Batman pulled through the surgery and gave them 13 yrs of love and purrs, spending their holidays with Mummy, Barbie-Q and later Socrates too! Socrates was another of Mummy's rescues, this time from the SPCA in Calgary during an outbreak of Cat Flu. Being a kitten at the time he was at serious rick of being put down if he got sick at the shelter, so Mummy bought him home just in time. Her vet helped her nurse him through it, 'cause he was so sick and so little - but he made it! :) He was goofy and neurotic, I mean how's heard of a cat with vertigo?! That was Socrates for you though... He couldn't jump up on things he just collided with them, he's panic if you didn't hide his eyes when you picked him up and he had a list of food allergies a mile long. But he was such a character never the less!

Mummy had many wonderful years with Barbie-Q and just about the time she turned 13 yrs old her kidney's failed and within a week she was too weak to go on, she died as she'd lived in Mummy's arms with all her love surrounding her to the very last. That was nearly 10 yrs ago now, but I still see Mummy cry when she thinks of her lovely brave Meezer girl... Socrates missed her badly too and over the next 12-18 months his allergies and other problems seemed to slowly get worse and after medication and surgery had both been tried and failed he too passed and left Mummy with a gaping furry shaped hole in her heart...

At this point Mummy moved back to the UK and bought the boy with her. After about a year of renting a house and getting used to the area she and Dad found this house and shortly after Tigmut'hep was bought home for the boy. He took to the boy straight away and over the past 6 yrs together they have played with much Lego and many, many toy cars as well as snuggled with more Teddy Bears than I can count! But Tigmut'hep developed idiopathic cystitis and needed to go on Rx food and stay in (cause he used to break and enter other cat owners houses and steal food), so Mummy and Dad talked about getting him a companion cat to keep him company. Mummy'd told Dad lots of stories about Barbie-Q and Socrates and Dad was well impressed with Socrates ability to play fetch! So they started to look for breeds of cats who were good at playing this sort of game and walking on a leash and harness, soon they found that Abyssinians were good at this sort of stuff and since Mummy'd met a couple of lovely Aby girls many years back in Toronto she and Dad started looking for either an Aby rescue cat or a kitten. This is how they got to talk to my former owners, who were heart broken at state I was in and my total lack of trust in humans thanks to one case of really bad handling and generally not being suited to the life style of a Stud and Show cat. They loved me so much, but were scared I'd hurt someone as I lashed out with fear so had planned to let me live my life as a companion cat to another of their Stud cats Dan. Once they heard the story of how Mummy'd rescued Barbie-Q and gained her trust they offered to let her meet me. During the next 24 hrs My Mummy crouched me my own little blanket and got the house ready for a second cat... As soon as I met My Mummy I let her touch me and fuss me, even though I was very nervous. Once I arrived home here I hid for days at a time, but Mummy'd just offer me a little treat and sit quietly with me. She moved so slowly that I accepted her touching me without wanting to put the bitey on her fingers and within a few months I was Mummy's little snuggle buddy! :) The breeders who owned me got lovely letters from Mummy telling them about my progress and photos too, they still can't believe the miracle she worked on me and have helped her make the decision to become an Abyssinian Cat Breeder. Isis will be her first Aby queen and sometime in early 2008 she'll go visit my old friend Dan and hopefully come home with a belly full of kittens for us all to enjoy and raise! :)

The love of a few good cats have made me one special Mummy and with my little half-sister Isis I'll be an Uncle next year! I'm planning on telling all the kittens how very lucky they are to have My Mummy help them in their first few months of life and how to find a wonderful Mummy of their own when they are big enough to leave home, though Mummy promises we can keep one or two with us if they're just as special as Isis and me! :) Even grumpy old Tigmut'hep is looking forward to having kittens here, it seems he thinks they look like Beanie Cats and he's very fond of those! ;)

Monday Meme for Miss Peach

I was nominated by My lovely Marie to do the Cherish meme, which Adan created to bring the love of all da kitty bloggers to the gentle Miss Peach! As Adan said: "She always makes us know what love is!" Well said, Adan!

So here are the rules of the Cherish meme:

1. tell us what is the most sweetest warm thing you will do to your mommy (what is the sweetest thing that your kitty will do to you)

2. And, hug your mommy, tightly... (and, hug your kitty....tightly...)

3. Tag your good friend...

4. Leave your computer, and continuing hug each other...

Ramses
I tend to do lots of loving things for my Mummy, from sitting behind her head on the back of the sofa of an evening sniffing her long red furs and sighing contentedly and I snuggle in, to snuggling up between Mummy & Dad at night in bed so that I get and give a two sided fussing last thing at night and first thing in the morning as well! Though I guess my occasionally giving Mummy a bed time kiss on the forehead is what she finds sweetest... I like to wait until she's almost asleep and walk up onto her pillow between her and Dad and place a feather soft kitty kiss on her head, near her left temple. It makes her smile as she drifts off to sleep and makes me feel all warm inside too and I tend to fall asleep in her arms after that! Having a Mummy is wonderful and it'll be my 2 yr Gotcha Day Anniversary a little less than a month now. After spending nearly 2 1/2 years without a Mummy to snuggle with and love I know how special My Mummy is and I never take her for granted... :)

Isis
Since I'm still quite a playful kitten at heart, my greatest show of affection towards Mummy is to sleep on her toes all night and resist the urge to put the bitey on them! I'm pretty dedicated to warming Mummy's toes and they're the only toes I know not to but the bitey on - after all you doesn't bitey the toes that feed! ;) Though I'm starting to also join in the late night and early morning lovefest on Mummy & Dad's bed with Ramses. Mostly I climb up Mummy and sit on her chest and let her fuss me, though sometimes I just gaze at her and purr. Another way I show Mummy how much I love her is by posing for pretty photos and snuggling with my big brother Ramses in her office most afternoons! As soon as Mummy gets her camera out and points it at me I start purring, I really loves havin' my photo taken and I know Mummy loves takin' my photo too! :)

Tigmut'hep
I show my love by spending lots of time with the boy, playing with Lego and toy cars as well as watching him playing video games or just snuggling next to him while he watches TV or a DVD. I also eat any food he drops and snuggle with his teddy bears when he's at school so they don't get lonely! I also like to show him that I support his love of Ice Hockey, by nesting in his kit bag if he leaves it open though for some reason everyone turns their nose up at me after I do that and says I smell bad... I show Mummy I love her by only occasionally putting the bitey on her leg when she's late with my next meal and also by sticking my head down her shoes when she takes them off! I mean only someone who *really loved* her would do a thing like that! ;) Finally I have a few minutes love either last thing at night or first thing in the morning with Mummy in bed, where I sit on her chest and purr like mad as she gives me a really good fussing and just to prove my love I get off her chest before she turns blue! ;) Apparently I'm no light weight! :) Oh and my other way of showing my love to all the family is by my not "bopping" my annoying Aby Housemates all the time and even bringing myself to let them snuggle with me on odd occasions...

Mummy
I show them all I love them, by letting them have individual time with me and treating them each in their own special way. Ramses is my lover boy, Isis is my playful, sweet, little show off and Tigmut'hep is my loveable old grump! ;) He likes everything his own way and is quite aloof most of the time, but if I'm unwell he's right by my side, the same goes if he's unwell. To be honest all the cats cling to me if I'm having a bad day and Ramses even got cross at my hubby when he bought me home from hospital last December following knee surgery as he thought for a bit he's hurt me! I wound up having to comfort Ramses for quite a bit before he's accept the fact that I hadn't been hurt by anyone! ;)

For this special meme, like My Marie we'd happily nominate anycat and everycat really, so that they can all show their love to Miss Peach, but in particular we'd like to nominate:

The Crew, Napoleon at Pets are 4 Life ('cause Isis insisted) and the Meowers from Missouri

Miss Peach, we want you to know that we'z have been purring nonstop here! We love you, so please get better soon!

Sleepy Saturday...

Well we're all having a quiet day here today, much snuggling is happening both with Mummy and Dad and us cats and with Isis... :) Mummy, Dad and the boy had a nice day in the New Forest yesterday, but it was a long drive and so we're all making the most out of them being all tired and applying lots of furs and love to them all! Even if Tigmut'hep applies his love to the boy by watching him play Lego Star Wars for hours on end... ;)

I love having these quiet relaxing days with all my family, both feline and human alike. Heck I can't even think of a reason for wanting to play "bop" with Tigmut'hep's head today! ;)

All the purrs we produce today are being sent to the lovely Miss Peach in firm hope that they will make her feel strong enough to eat a little and keep drinking...

Thoroughly Embarrassed Thursday...

Oh dear goodness what has my little 'sis been telly you all...?! Plus all those photos of me playing the part of her good "'ickle baby kitten", when I'm really a very manly type of Mancat! It's as bad as Tigmut'hep and his teddy bears, 'n seeing him snuggled up with them always makes me laugh myself silly...

How will I ever show my face again now you've seen me playing baby games... Will My Marie love and respect me still?! :( The only real plus is, I know my furs are all nice and clean. Oh and I'm very well rested! :) Plus I'm aloud a bigger share of the afternoon cat milk if I stay in character! ;) Well a Mancat's gotta do what a Mancat's gotta do... It's not my fault I still like cat milk, it's all creamy and tasty and makes my insides feel all good. Mummy says I smile when I've had my cat milk for the day and she's right, I do, 'cause it makes me feel so good and it's so tasty! :)

Oh well back to playing with Isis, I guess... Please 'sis can we play with mousey this time?! I'm sure mousey needs carrying round the house then tucking up in bed in your tent - at least let me keep a little of my dignity today please...

Wednesday Washings...

Isis here again! :) Big brother Ramses says I can blog on Wednesdays from now on if I'm a good girl... Ok, so he said I could blog on Wednesdays if "I was a good girl and got off his head right that second!" But I know what he meant... ;) He's such a lovely brother... :)

Anyway this is one of my favourite pastimes! Playing Mummy Cat and 'ikle baby kitten, cause it's such a good game and Ramses does make the sweetest of 'ickle baby kittens... :)

The game involves my cleaning every inch of him until he's exhausted and falls to sleep like a good little kitten should! Once I'm sure he's had enough nap time it's time to play with my toys, then I make him run round the house with me holding mousie in my mouth, this is to help his legs get all big and strong! Once he's good and tired, I take him to the kitchen and show him and mousie where the food bowls are and make them both eat! :) Well you wouldn't want my mousie to die of starvation would you?! After that, I tuck mousie up in bed in my tent with my other toys. :) Then it's time for my 'ickle baby kitten's next wash and nap time... :)

For some reason it's about now that Ramses insists of falling out of character and making me play on my own, while he goes and has a nap near Mummy in her office, saying that Mummy will protect him from me and let him have some peace... :( Anyway once he's sleeping nicely I sneak in and curl up with him, so he doesn't get cold - a Mummy Cat can't go leaving her little baby kitten sleeping all on his own now can she?! ;)

So why does he keeps moaning about my games being undignified to his status as a Mancat?! I'm sure his Sweety the lovely Marie would have to agree with me too, 'cause he makes the sweetest 'icke baby kitten there ever was! :)

Now isn't that just the cutest thing you've ever seen... He's such a good 'ickle baby kitten! :)