Saturday, October 16, 2021

Cashmere's Caturday Art and Sunday Selfie

I love this picture of Cashmere so I had to choose it for her Caturday Art. and I know it's late, but lets just say it's also her Sunday Selfie? Although I'm pretty sure that it was originally for a Sunday Selfie some time back. If so, oopsie, still so pretty that I have to use it. 

Using Lunapic






Well, now that I'm done and I went looking through posted pictures to find the original instead of uploading it again, I realized that I used this before as caturday art too, argh! But I chose some different effects this time so... here it is anyway!
I've not been posting because I'm having some health problems that makes it a little difficult to do anything, but I'm tired of not posting so I pushed myself today. I am just sorry that it's so much of a rehash. 
I am also getting ready to do another auction, so keep an eye out for it. The timing will depend on how I'm feeling, but I have lots of things ready to go and almost ready to go so it should be a good one. :)

Sunday, September 19, 2021

Meow Like A Pirate Day

 I know you've seen it before, because even in that post I say I was copying it from an older one! MOL but I still love it so I'm posting it yet again for the wonderful Meow Like a Pirate Day!


It's Meow like a Pirate day again! And I had so planned on making new pictures.. But time has once again gotten away from me, grrrr. So I'm dragging out my favorite old ones, starting with our Jolly Cat-gerrr!

 Fly your pirate flags free today, me harties! Yo ho ho and a crate of catnip!

 Cap'n Leo is goin' ashore to bury his booty on his secret treasure island! Don't try to get the location out of him, for the last pirate who tried is buried next to his last haul! Muhahahaha!

 Sirens Glitter and Cashmere lurk nearby, waiting to lure pirates to their watery graves! Don't be drawn in to their beauty or you'll pay the price!

Lift a mug of catnip rum and sing a few sea shanties with us as we celebrate another fun filled Meow like a Pirate day!

Thursday, September 9, 2021

Mo Cats Rule Breaking Repost

 I wanted to do Mo Cats day, but yikes, time got away from me. it seems to be doing that a lot... I need a stronger grip on it I guess, lol! Anyway, this is a post of my first Mo Cats day when I first started blogging in 2011. 
 Apparently I posted twice that day, I'm combining both posts here. It's a lot, so feel free to just look at the pretty kitties if you want, I won't be offended! :)  
(the rule breaking is in the second post, by the way)

post 1:
Can you believe someone thought there should be a no cats day on the internet? I'm so glad we have Mo Cats day instead!

So to do my part, I'm just going to post a bunch of pictures of my kitties. I had planned on finding pictures of kitties I've had through the years, but computer and house things got in the way and I haven't had time to look for any. If I get to that later in the day, I'll post them!
For now, enjoy my current fuzzy friends! And give me Mo Cats!
(These have all been sitting on my camera/phone/computer for a long time, they just hadn't gone with anything yet)

Leo The Chinese Lion



I already posted pictures of Star and Leo in the previous post, so don't forget to scroll down!
I wanted to post pictures of my own previous kitties, but I realized that there are none on digital or scanned into my computer and with everything torn up around here, I can't get to my albums to scan anything. So I'm going to show what I already had on the computer.
I'm breaking my own rules today for the sake of Mo Cats! The first rule I'm breaking is no posting more than once a day. I wanted to get these in while it was still Mo Cats Day.

Mo Cats!

This is my mother's cat, Dopey, from when she was a pre-teen or teenager. She could dress him up, put him in baby buggies and he just didn't care.

Here I go breaking my second, and probably my most adament, paranoid, hard and fast rule.. never, ever post a picture of myself! Ever!
But, in my defense.. it IS Mo Cats day and the pictuers I'm putting up are old old old.

This is me probably 7 years or so with the a kitty I'd given to my Gramma when he was a baby. His name was Charlie and he was a great cuddler.

Charlie was indoor and outdoor and before she'd had him even a year, he'd run away. I swear I saw him near our house months later. Could he have come back 'home'? We had a new dog then, and whoever that kitty was, he didn't stay.

A year or two later, I gave my gramma another kitty. A grey kitty that I'd wanted so so much, but realized that it would be better off with her. We were feeding the kitties puppy chow at that time and her small mouth had trouble with it unlike her siblings. The puppy chow kept getting caught between her upper teeth and she would flip out trying to get it out. Poor little thing. I gave gramma a choice, but really really went on and on about Foggy's good qualities. She chose her, thankfully, and gave her a new, better name. Misty. Miss Misty Fog.

Just look at that tummy! And the brat never let me rub my face in it!

It's hard to tell from these pictures of her as a kitten, but when she grew up, she hated everyone except my gramma. She occasionally looked to my grampa for a pet or two, but she was gramma's cat and no doubt about it. Misty, by the way, was an indoor only kitty, except for the few times my grampa would take her out and sit with her on the porch swing. She never left the porch.
Another picture of me with Misty, Oh I'm just killing my rules.. I'm thinking I might have been 10 here.

Oh terrible.. another of me. This time as a teen with Bumper. He was a friend of my grandparents' cat but they couldn't keep him any more. They called him Bumper because he bumped his head into anything and everything when he wanted pets. Buddy bumps we call them now. We had him for years and he was a very cuddly kitty. I loved laying sideways in that overwide chair.. So did bumper.

This is Niece 1's cat, Gandolf. He was a sweetie. But as an indoor/outdoor cat, he had an unfortunate run in with a car and had to be put to sleep.

My very dear friends cat, Bubba. He's absolutly gorgeous! And another sweetie pie!

Another rule broken, showing anyone elses face. Well, I guess I broke that at the top when I showed my mom with Dopey..
This is my gramma, the most special, wonderful, loving woman in the world, now in heaven hopefully with a lap full of kitties. She's holding my mom's cat Zippy as a kitten.

What a sweet face!

More Zippy as he grew up.
Can you find the kitty?

Zippy with Beauty the black lab

Another of my parents kitties being held by my gramma. She just loved loved loved kitties! I don't remember this kitten's name.. They had several kitties before they realized that the coyotes were too active at night in their area. Moose is not allowed out after dark and that has protected him.

 I made this as a wallpaper for my mother's computer when she had this kitty. Click the picture to see it full size. Beauty and that kitty played together a lot. Beauty was a very good girl and never hurt the kitties. The kitties were not always so kind in return.. But they loved to play with her! You can see by her grey muzzle that Beauty was getting up there in age.

This was my great gramma's cat, Middy, short for Midnight for her black black spots. She was a nice warm lap cat.
My great gramma got her as an adult because her previous owners decided she didn't go with their new, million dollar, black and white house make over. They kept the black and white spaniel.. Some people have no taste..
And that's all I'm going to say about that.
Just look at the beautiful kitty!

Well, there's my Mo Cats! I hope that contributed to the stash of kitties on the internet and that whoever decided they wanted a no cats day realizes by now that cats will never go away, they own the internets! Cats Rule!
Don't forget to look at the previous post for my first Mo Cats Day post!
Just some FYI clarification on a few things in this post. Some of the things in the second part, especially from when I was a kid, might trouble some of you. They do me, now, too. Yes, I know you can't feed cats or kittens dog food, this was way way long ago, we didn't have the information we do now, and I think puppy chow was cheaper than kitten chow and my parents made that choice. We never lost a kitten from it, but I certainly wouldn't even consider it now. Also, now we know the dangers of indoor outdoor kitties, back then it was just normal. While my gramma lived in a more rural area, I grew up in the country, in the woods, on a dead end street with little traffic, indoor outdoor kitties was just normal for us. Now all of my cats are safely confined in the house. I'm not exactly in the heart of a city or anything, but there's enough traffic and dogs that I feel better keeping them confined, and they are perfectly happy, never even try to get out. Anyway, dont know why I felt the need to defend myself, just reading this old blog kinda triggered me I guess. ;)

Happy Mo Cats day everyone! 


Thankful for Mo Kitties, so joining the blog hop!

Saturday, August 28, 2021

Late Birthdays!

 Bad cat mommy, bad! Missed their birthday. Again. It was the 27th, so I'm only one day gone, but still.. bad mommy! 
Happy Birthday to my sweet kitties!! They are 11!  
They were born in a litter of six to a very feral momma kitty. Chrystal rescued them over the course of a few days. They were old enough to be weaned, and the momma was so so so feral that she was TNRed and put back where she'd be fed and looked after. Then she started the long process of taming the kittens. 
I didn't put any expectations on them for being cuddly but Leo immediately attached to me, even meowing for me when I was out of his sight so he could come running to me when I called back. He was very cuddly! Still is!
Glitter wanted to be friends, but was nervous. She would get all excited when I'd talk to her, she'd run straight at me, head bang into my leg then get nervous again and run away. She did that for a few weeks then she decided she could sit next to us and get pets. 
Cashmere, I was told, might never be a hands on cat, might never be a lap cat and would probably keep to herself all the time. This was true for probably the first year. Now she's a velcro kitty. Especially toward Greg, her one true love (although since the pilling for fleas incident she's been stuck to me, punishing him, but I'm sure she'll come around) 
I'm finding it hard to type right now as Cashmere is trying to tuck under my arm and is displeased by the movement that typing causes, and Leo is trying to sit directly between me and the laptop so that he is the focus of my attention as it should rightly be. Glitter, thank goodness, has had her snuggles and pets and is content to sleep with her head flopped over my ankle so hard that I'm pretty sure she's cutting off the circulation and will probably strangle herself, however as long as I hear the Harley-with-no-muffler snore, I think she's ok. 
This is our birthday naptime! 

Later they will get a wonderful snack, and maybe even some treats and they are being pet and snuggled to their hearts content, as is their due. 

I do not want to think about them being 11 now, and I refuse to believe the cat age chart that says they are 60 in cat years because they are still my kittens, not aging cats. Anyone who tries to tell me different will be subjected to me sticking my fingers in my ears and loudly singing I can't hear you! They are babies and they will stay babies! 

As a birthday gift, I will not use a picture of Leo post-shave. ;) None of these pictures are new because bad mommy hasn't got all their pictures moved to the new laptop yet..

Leo the Chinese Lion (that's his full name in case you didn't know)

The three of them as feral kittens (plus sister Spitz tucked in the bottom left)




 Three backs, left to right: Glitter, Cashmere, Leo
Top: Glitter, Left: Cashmere, Right: Leo

Happy Birthday!

Monday, August 23, 2021

Mancat Mohawk Monday

 Leo here, hi hi fuzzy and non fuzzy friends! I gotta tell you my tail of woe! Actually, my tail is actually fine, it's the rest of me! Oh the Felinty! 

Ok, I'll admit that I didn't like those nasty fur balls either, but I certainly never consented to the buzz buzz wand thingie! I am proud to say that it took three of them perform this travesty on me! They had to recruit the Nephew to help hold me down while mom wielded the buzz buzz.

I suppose you must see what they did to realize the full extent of my woe. Prepare yourselves.. if you've never seen a mancat with a mohawk, you're in for a shock! 

This is from above. The fluff you see at the top of the picture is my fluffy tail, which, thank ceiling cat, is still fluffy! Not a very even mohawk, right?

I'm giving daddy the back of disrespect, tail up style, for his involvement in the whole episode. Also showing you my left side. See that pinkish circle close to the still long furs on my back? That was a particularly nasty mat and mom had to shave it even closer, you can see my skin!!! Boy did she get a shock seeing that pink ring of skin, pals! See, I'm what they call blue, or a gray kitty, which really means I'm a dilute black cat, so she expected me to have dark skin, probably gray, but nope, it is a mauve-ish pink!

This is my right side. I'm trying to convince dad that we can still be friends, but that he should not try to hold me for this shave thing again. I was not happy with him, but I need to remain on friendly terms because he's the one who picks out my dinner and he knows which ones I prefer. Sometimes you gotta be nice to the ones who open cans...

 Here's mom's attempt at mohawk-ing my mohawk... She wanted to see if my remaining furs would stand up. Answer: for a few moments. Those furs, by the way, measure 2 1/2 inches long. I need to show that to my v.e.t who has me listed as a 'short hair' sheesh, I don't think so dude!

Finally, here I am giving mom a bit of the ears of annoyance even though I"m sitting by her. Gotta make sure she knows this is an unacceptable situation that will not be repeated. while still getting scritches, right? 

Hope you all are having a better time than me! 

I'll let Glitter show off what happened to her on the infamous shave day another time. This was MY tale of woe after all, not hers!