Showing posts with label 50 shades of tabby. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 50 shades of tabby. Show all posts

Sunday, 25 January 2015

Trap, Neuter, Release ...

So. Its been about 4.5 months since I casually walked inside with the neighbourhood stray cat.

So my plans of trap, desex, and release have been highly successful. I have 'trapped' (aka picked up the deathly ill FIV+ tom cat and walked inside with him and set him up in my bathroom), de-sexed (after 4 weeks of fighting a kidney infection and other who knows what types of infections with injections of antibiotics and steroids, he was able to be de-sexed) and released him (after 2 months of quarantine while all my other cats got updated FIV vaccines done) into my house.

There have been behavioural issues. He's not a fighter nor aggressive to the cats - thank goodness. He's a kind cat who grooms Webster - his first friend and Hugo - his second convert and devoted friend. The three boys play. Like crazy nutjobs because who doesnt love cat chasing cat chasing cat at 6am? Thump thump thump crash up and down the hall-way as they launch themselves under the bed only to collide with the wooden boxes I use to store my shoes ... Who doesn't want that in their life?!




Hugo actually used to be a bit socially awkward through no fault of his own - he lived in a single cat home with my friend and he's awesome with children as a result. He loves people. Cody rough and tumbled with him when he was a few months old and that probably didnt help! Cody is awesome at teaching other cats bad habits and beating them up. He's a boof but I love him. Like. A. Lot.

My big boy, The Captain of the house, Cody-Cat is not won over by Biggie-Biggie at all. He's the dominant male of the home and he will be groomed by no one. Cody however tolerates him incredibly well to the point where I will say he is accepted. There are still glares and Cody looks like a grump, but there are no fights. Cody rocks.

Biggie-Bigmeister has certainly made himself at home.





Biggie is dreadfully affectionate ... He grabs my hand and cleans and snuggles ... Does the same with my feet. I am clearly co-owned by the neighbourhood stray, who happens to hang out in my house as he is too terrified to go outside.


How could you throw that away?

Monday, 2 June 2014

Bad Boys Bad Boys Whatcha Gonna Do?

Cody my beloved leading his little 'foster' brother astray ...




Cody likes to raid the pantry ... Nap on the quinoa and freekah.  I can't make this up. 

Love my boys. 

Sunday, 20 April 2014

Al's Quiet on Easter Night

Each night these are my companions ... Charlotte perches up top, the boys sleep in varying degrees of together. 

See what love you get from a colony cat? 

Priceless. 

 
 



Thursday, 20 February 2014

Failure.

So. Charlotte and Webster have been her for about 5 months.

When I find time I will update. I'm not sure what this blog will become.

But. I have decided to keep Webster and Charlotte.

They are no trouble.

They are beautiful.

They are sweet.

They have shown such compassion and love for my dog Brodie who was grieving for our beloved Dally our rescue Dalmatian who passed away on the 15th of January.

So far no one has proven to be a suitable home for them and I know that the longer they stay here the harder it would be for me to say goodbye.

I'm especially fond of Charlotte. It wasn't planned. She just melted into me and I into her.

So that's it.

I'm a foster failure.


Tuesday, 7 January 2014

The Three Amigos

So what started out as me on the lounge became me on the lounge with the dog. We were then joined by Charlotte. She nose to nose with Brodie. For a cat who was terrified of dogs, she's VERY fond of Brodie. She often seeks him out and rubs against him. 

These two then settled down to sleep. Charlotte did adjust herself on the satin embroidered pillows, and both she and Brodie engaged in some self-grooming. Bit sweet. 

Then along came Webster who settled down and joined us. 

I love the transformation from a shy skittish scared kitty to this:









Saturday, 14 December 2013

Sibling Love.

How much sweetness?

This much sweetness.

Look at the brother and sister holding paws. 

Gorgeousness.

It started with Charlotte grooming Webster. I love the look on his face. 
This is why these two will be adopted together. 
Love. 













 


Monday, 2 December 2013

Miss Charlotte the Squirrel



She's just gorgeous. How could you not fall in love with her?

Kitten Gorgeousness @ Mi Casa!

Charlotte (aka The Squirrel) and Webster are still living with me. There is an issue with Webster's gums which we are trying to resolve. Until then, they will live with me. I'm certainly not complaining. They are no trouble at all. Seriously. I already have my own collection of animals: 2 dogs, 2 cats, 2 rabbits, 4 birds and my extra two foster cats = NO TROUBLE!

As I'm working on the computer - Webster is keeping me company. Charlotte is gazing out the window at the front of the house. So if you would like some gorgeous and beautiful, no trouble at all kitten-cats of your own - these two would be awesome.

For the past couple of days they have been starving! I'm figuring this might be a growth spurt. I'm amazed at how much food two little kitties can pack away!

In the security that is their room, Charlotte is quite happy to lie down and not move while you have to setp over her. She will let you pick her up and love her up, but when she's out in the house its a somewhat different story. I've been letting them out of the room in the evenings and on the weekends when I'm home. (7kg of my big cat isn't something I want to leave them with just in case there are issues - my big boy can be territorial). Charlotte is elusive, but she is slowly becoming more confident in the larger space that is the house.  Last night while I was camera-less she curled up in the middle of the lounge, while Webster stretched out on the lounge's arm - his two little front legs stretched out as far as they would go. It was beyond gorgeous!

Webster came and joined me this morning on the bed and greeted me with the biggest ever rumble-purrs. It wasn't because he wanted food - I'd already fed him - he was after some love. How could you not melt over that?

Since pictures speak a thousand words, I'll just post a collection of them in their gorgeousness and let them speak for themselves.






Tuesday, 29 October 2013

Webster - The Amazing Photo Bomber

Charlotte & Webster continue to be gorgeous. They are the sweetest pair. Quick to purr - and it's sustained.

They also play quite a bit which is very comical. I've included Webster (and my hairy pants - I have been on the floor) in his pounce pose - just before he flew over my crossed legs & landed on The unsuspecting Charlotte.

Charlotte loves to play - she loves a lil' toy mousie and a lanyard ;). Loves a lanyard.

And Webster is a major photo bomber.

I also catch them snuggling bet I can never seem to get a picture! I'm on a mission!

Totally still looking for a home ;)