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The Weekly Smile for the 5th of August, 2019 #weeklysmile

Some of you who read my blog may know that I spend a lot of time on Cape Cod.  I just bought a fixer upper house and am in the process of selling a cottage.  So I have been down here quite a bit.  The dogs usually come but not the cats.  Until now.

Albert has always had issues.  He is getting older, though not ancient for a cat.  He has three legs.  He is FIV positive.  Other things (read about Albert here)   It seems that every time we have come to the Cape we return to a sick Albert.  The last time it was a very, very sick Albert, one I thought was going to die within hours.

But he didn’t.

Albert bounced back (after vet visit and a lot of care…). But a decision has been made – when we go away for more than a few days, Albert comes. Continue reading

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The Angels in the Tree

Albert, Grace and Josephine, come here and let me tell you a story!  Well, I won’t spend too much time with this story, but I do want to make sure that you get a bit of time in the spot light.  Yes, I know, the two canines who shall not be named in this post monopolize the four-leg time on my blog…  OK, Albert, I know, you are a three-leg, but you have had a few posts about just you! (There were more than just those two…)

Ah-hum, so.

Once upon a time there were two cats, Continue reading

If We Were Having Coffee on the 24th of December!

Moog and Morning Coffee

Hello and Welcome!  Come on in and I’ll get you a nice mug of super strong French Roast, a cuppa tea or other morning appropriate beverage.  It is a relatively nice morning in that it didn’t get below freezing last night (!!), though it will never get very warm and it is supposed to rain today.  Anyway, we can take our beverages and sit in front of the Christmas tree as we chat.  This is the third year with an artificial tree, but I think I’m beginning to figure out how to decorate it so it looks nice.  Notice the kitty angels up top? Continue reading

Weekly Smile 50 #weeklysmile

Weekly Smile #WeeklySmile

Weekly Smile #WeeklySmile

Wow, week 50 already!  How time flies.

A week and a half  ago or so a friend passed away.  I, know, not a way to start a smile.  Don’t worry,the smile is coming.  One thing she left was a cat.  The cat had no place to go, so, we have a new cat.  She came to stay last Saturday.

Grace Kelly, who I call Princes Grace or Gracie depending on mood and time of day (“Say goodnight, Gracie.” – yes, I’m too young to remember that line so I’m sure the millennials are scratching their heads over it).  Gracie is a beautiful, long hair petite cat.  i think she is calico, but I’m not great with those things.  She is very sweet and attention starved.  Currently she is semi-sequestered from the other furry family members, but they can all see each other.  She has everything she needs and can escape (she did once) but for now is happy staying away from the dogs.  As soon as she seems OK with the other cats, and vice-versa, we’ll let her have free reign of the house.  And I’m sure Princess Grace will reign, unless Prince Albert has a say in it ;)  Of course Joséphine tells us that an Empress is higher up the scale than Prince (or King even) or Princess and that she will rule.  She is tiny and so has a Napoleon Complex (pun very much intended).  So far the cat royalty integration is going smoothly if somewhat slowly (a bit of hissing still). Continue reading

Weekly Smile 45 #weeklysmile

Weekly Smile #WeeklySmile

Weekly Smile #WeeklySmile

I am telecommuting, sitting at my computer.  I’m very tired yet a lot of those types of issues that are just a pain to deal with but aren’t satisfying to fix are cropping up.  Later today I have to start working on reorganizing the business side of my work, which is the part I don’t like.  I’m very tired and grumpy.  I open up Word Press and see that I’ve had one view in the last 15 hours.

But then, I have a small cat in my lap.  She is full grown, but is the size of a kitten.  She is a rescue cat and we were told that since she had her first litter of kittens at six months, her growth was stunted at that age – she is the size of a six month old kitten.  She is very cute and she is purring.  She isn’t as much of an obstruction as Albert.  It’s almost impossible to get anything done when you have Albert in your lap.  But Josie?  She’s fine.

Josie

I know it isn’t much, but today I am smiling about a small cat who looks perfectly content to sleep on her favorite human :)

Josie-n-me

What made you smile this week?

If you haven’t seen it, here is a little background to The Weekly Smile as well as some quick guidelines.

So, what made you smile this week? Write about it and post on the link-up (or click the little blue frog below). While you’re there, read what everyone else is smiling about! And come back to it later, if last week is any indication new smiles will be added daily!

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Note – the weekly smile runs Wednesday Morning to Wednesday morning.  I post in the morning (Eastern US) and put up the link usually between 7 and 8 AM EST.  I also try to post on Sunday as a reminder.  People can and do join throughout the week.

Weekly Smile Week 9 #weeklysmile

Weekly Smile #WeeklySmile

Weekly Smile #WeeklySmile

I had a lot to smile about in the last week. I’ve talked about some of them already. I had a mini-vacation on Cape Cod. Yes, I go there all of the time, but I took two days off of work this time. The weather was nice for at least part of the time and I had a great time. It has been getting warm and looks like an early Spring. I’ve been out doing some Spring like things, such as running. Things have been going well at work. Nothing new, but it is always worth a smile if you enjoy your work. So with all of this, what am I going to use as my smile this week? Josie.

Josie

When we travel we bring the dogs, but not the cats.  Of course someone comes in and takes care of them, but they usually miss us.  Josie doesn’t like to be around the dogs, yet she has been spending a lot of time with me.  She will wake me up and demand that she be patted and cuddled.  She purrs loud enough to wake the dead.  If I stop patting her and try to sleep she’ll wake me again.  So all of this cuddling is great except I don’t sleep.  After an hour (or two, or three…) I will pick her up and carry her upstairs to her food dish and give her a little extra kibble.  There’s always some in the dish, so she doesn’t need it, but she’ll happily eat and I’ll go back to bed.  Of course 20 minutes before my alarm is set to go off she’ll start crying that it’s time for wet food, but at least I’ll get some sleep. Continue reading

Stupid Poem

Josie

I tried to write a “lesson” poem
But it took a dreadful turn
So boring and so preachy
Not a way to learn!
It danced in awfully rhythm
More clumsy than the dead
And that beast named forced rhyme
Raised its ugly head
This poem is no better
It’s awful in every way
But perhaps it’s more fun
To be so bad
When I have naught to say

At least the cat at the top of the page is cute ;)

 

Mr. Bigpaws (Video)

Early today I did a Throwback Thursday about Claudius, a cat we lost about 4 years ago.  Of course I had to find his song, Mr. Bigpaws.  Well, I took a few photos of Claudius and made a quick video of the song.  Sure, not the greatest song or recording every, but i think its cute.

(Click here if you don’t see the video)

So, what did you think of Mr. Bigpaws?

I wrote and recorded the song back in 2000 or 2001.  I recorded to tape, and yes, it was the same multi-track tape recorded I talked about in my earlier post.  Just some silliness, but I hope fun.

Claudius

Claudius

Claudius was a shelter cat.  We were told he was 6 months old when we picked him up, but by the way he grew and matured he couldn’t have been much more than 8 or 9 weeks.  As you can tell looking at the picture at the top of the page, Claudius was gorgeous.  But Claudius had 6 toes on each of his very large, misshaped paws.

I suspect Claudius was born to a breeder that hated his “deformity”.  I did some research and I believe he was an Angora, not the typical street cat.  I also believe he was abused, including someone hurting his large feet.  When we got him he had bloody marks on his feet and was very leery when reached down to him, like he expected to be beaten.  When he was instead fed or patted he showed his appreciation more than any animal I’ve seen.  To the end of his days, although he would never turn down food, he always would “thank” me before eating and stop midway through to “thank” me again. Continue reading

Cat’s Eye – Throwback Thursday

cats-eye

Years ago my boss walked into my office, let out a little gasp and involuntarily jumped.  She had come face to face with a giant eye.  Yes, this was once the desktop image on my computer and it did shock some people (click on the image for more detail, if you dare :)).  Was it the eye of a giant?  Perhaps a tiger.  Well, no. Continue reading