Living with Carnivores

A vegetarian human's adventure with cats

Month: April, 2018

Tiger Boy Cuddles

Here are the sweet Tiger Boys all snuggled up in a kitty bed with limbs and tails a tangle.Big Caesar has his big paw wrapped around his little “brother” Fireball.  Fireball has his prehensile tail all curled up and is enjoying being close to his adored best friend.  Not only does Caesar keep him warm and safe, but he grooms Fireball to boot. So glad these kitties are best buds. While they may not be biologically related, they have lived together for 8-1/2 years — 6 of them here — and they adore each other. That’s not to say they don’t get into tussles and rumbles. They’re quite noisy when they race through the house with the Emperor loudly chasing a squeaking, chirping Baby Comet.

 

 

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What Do You Mean 11:30 am is Too Early for “Dinner?”

The Sass Patrol was out in force the other day. <<I want crunchies! Mind me, human, or pay the consequences.>> Yes, they started in at 11:30 in the morning wanting their dinner.  Mind you, their breakfast was still upstairs uneaten.  It’s amazing how every day they manage to push the clock back a bit further. The human used to make it to 4:30 pm before they’d show up in her office demanding snacks. Then it was 4:00, then 3:00, then 2:00, then 12:30.  You see where this is going, don’t you? The wimpy human has taken to barricading herself in her office when she’s on deadline. Of course, when the tiny cats toss their bodies against the old door in this old house, the door usually opens and in comes the sass patrol demanding obesience. <<Bad, bad human! You are so hard to train.>>

 

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Kitty Nest

The kitty nest is so comfy that neither the human nor the meows want to leave it in the morning or the rest of the day. It’s amazing what ample amounts of flannel, fleece, velour, synthetic fur blankets, and a far-infrared heating pad can do to ease a body in cold weather. (And, if you’re keeping count, there are 5 kitties on that bed.)

 

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Me and My Blankies

This is Fireball, the Little Red Bee.  He loves being wrapped up in fleece blankets and putting his head on fleece-wrapped pillows.

 

 

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Score!

The silly human washed a dishpan she uses to soak her orchids each week in the dishwasher. When the load was done and the machine unloaded, the pan was still a bit damp, so she set it on its side against the cupboards. While she was around the corner working, one of the kitties found a crackly Mylar ball and knocked it into the dishpan just like a champion soccer player would knock a ball into a goal.

 

 

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Bedmaking QC

The human changed the sheets.  This, of course, meant it was time to help the human make the bed — and ensure she did the job right!
First, Caesar got involved.  He held down the sheets so the human could get a tight pull to ensure there were no wrinkles. He’s really generous that way.  Next, Pepe got into the action.  He explored the various layers of blankets to make sure all layers were pulled up to the top of the bed. Wouldn’t want any wrinkles there either.  The quality control (QC) experts were hard at work. <<Such a lucky human!>> 

 

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Don’t Look at Me Like That!

It’s hard to figure out what Pepe is thinking here.  It is an interesting position he’s put himself in and not one he often takes.

 

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SuperCat

There he is, SuperCat, able to leap tall obstacles and pick up large cat toys in his mouth and race through the house making a lot of noise. That’s Caesar Tiger Bear all stretched out with his forepaws dangling over the bone-shaped pillow.  Doesn’t he look comfy? And those are the lovely paws the human adores and the Emperor tries to keep from being petted and admired.This morning it was just too much work to pull his paws in close and hide them from the human’s gaze or touch.  The human even managed a soft pet or two. The Emperor didn’t pull them away, although he did make a funny face.<<The suffering and humiliation I must endure…>>>

 

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Evil Human Hits the Meow

The human and the kitties have been having a fun activity first thing in the morning. Since their tiny tummies absolutely positively cannot wait the 7 minutes on average that it takes the human to select a can of soft food, open the can, spoon it out, mix in nutrients, add water, mix it up, and then spoon it out into multiple dishes that are then put on the floor, she has to give them a couple of raw freeze-dried meat snacks to tide them over until breakfast is served — it’s that or face lots of loud sassy commentary from the 4-leggeds who get under the human’s feet and try to get up on the counter to hurry the process along.At first, she just put a few treats in front of each cat, but what was the fun of that?  So to make things more interesting, and ensure everyone got a bit of fun and a bit of exercise, she started tossing the soft, crumbly little cubes around on the floor so the cats had to chase and capture the snack to eat it. Corky has really gotten into the action and barrels right over or through any cat that stands between the snack and his mouth.  A couple of weeks ago the human tossed around treats. They aren’t exactly aerodynamic shapes, so they don’t always land where the human expects and the cats hope they will land.  Unfortunately, she hit Fireball with one of the treats. Mind you, getting hit with one is like getting hit with small marshmallows. (They have to be tossed gently, not thrown with force or they could shatter all over the floor.) Nonetheless, that scared the Fraidy Cat who is so easily frightened by anything and everything. To make matters worse, the next time the game was played, the human tossed a snack over the top of Fireball and Caesar, who were eating their own treats. Of course, in his haste to get to the treat, Corky almost knocked Fireball over. Now the poor Baby Comet skips the treats game and either waits for the human to bring him special snacks in his little nest, or he visits the human in her office and hopes she’ll dispense treats there. <<Bad human!>>

 

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Only Cruel People Wake Up Sleeping Meows

Here’s the Emperor catching a bit of early-morning sunshine… Fortunately, the only offensive thing the human did was take his picture.

 

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How Many Cats Do You Count Here?

You are correct if you answered three.

 

 

 

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Little Red Bee Visits the Office

Surely, the human can stop working long enough to give him some pets and some snacks? Who could resist that little face?

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Toy Story: The Escape

The human was greeted by this cluster of toys the other morning when she walked downstairs.  She was unsure if the toys were making a run for it, or if one or more of the kitties decided to see if they could find better toys by dumping the top layer out of each of the toy boxes. Admittedly, it can be tricky navigating the stairs in the dark first thing in the morning with arms full and eyes not exactly open.

 

 

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New Toys

The silly human found cat toys on sale that were stuffed to the gill with organic catnip.  This particular brand is very potent and the kitties have enjoyed many of those toys in the past.  They get nuzzled and kicked until the catnip is nothing but powder and the toys are limp and bedraggled.  As you can see from these pictures, Big Caesar had a grand time with one of the toys when the human brought them home and presented them to her overlords. Usually, the Emperor is the epitome of calm and dignified behavior.  However, when he cuts loose and gets silly, he’s a force to be reckoned with and oh so funny. Heaven forbid the human giggle while he plays, as that is an almost immediate show stopper. He gets up and participates in some gratuitous grooming to hide his embarrassment that the human found him being silly. <<Who me? I was NOT being undignified!>>  <<Oh, but this toy smells soooo good! And it makes me positively dizzy!>>  After Caesar had a turn with the toy, Fireball stepped in to check it out.  He never feels he needs to apologize for being silly.  In fact, he rather enjoys the experience of being high as a kite.  Meantime, the Mer Kitty was looking on at all the silliness…and the poor orange mouse (also stuffed with the same potent catnip), sat all by its lonesome. <<Silly Tiger Boys. They’re just encouraging the human to use the evil camera.>>  Fireball didn’t even finish his “trip” before Caesar was back to have a play. The Big Guy tackled the Little Red Bee, who was considerably out of it thanks to the potency of the catnip. It hardly was fair to wrestle him, since he was already three-quarters of the way to submission. That didn’t stop Caesar, who seemed to be interested in taking control of the toy again.  (Meanwhile, the equally potent orange mouse sat unappreciated and all alone. And the Merkitty continued to look on with mild amusement.) Several days later, the human no longer knows where either of the new toys have gone. The cats may have kicked them under some furniture or carried them off to a special little corner to be retrieved when they want to have some fun. Cats!

 

 

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Can a Bag Ever be Too Small?

Corky and Pepe explore the possibility. This bag has potential. If only the handle wasn’t in that exact spot.  Mac joins the action. She wants to make up her own mind about the situation.  She’s less impressed with the tiny bag’s entertainment value than Corky and Pepe are.

 

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Pepe was Not Sent to Stand in the Corner

Pepe found something fascinating on the baseboard this morning. He stared at it just like this for minutes. It looks like he was sent to stand in the corner for bad behavior — which he definitely had been doing just before something caught his attention. The human looked but didn’t see anything. However, the cuffy foot came out and explored.  He seemed to follow something along the top of the baseboard and then back again.At least while he was exploring the human had a few minutes when she didn’t have to entertain him.

 

 

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Don’t You Even Think About Disturbing Me!

Squinty-eyed, sleepy-faced Caesar sees the approaching human. (Fortunately, his paws were already hidden.)He looks resigned to being disturbed. Fortunately, all the human did was take 2 pictures and then she left him alone. <<Whew!>>

 

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The Joys of Paper Bags

Corky and Pepe arrived here with a curious fear of the sound of a plastic bag being opened and shaken out. On the other hand, they also arrived with a complete love for paper bags — the smaller and cracklier they are, the better.Put a paper bag (or a strip of crackly packing paper) on the floor and you can count on one or both of them sticking first their heads and then as much of their bodies as will fit into the bag or under the paper. (It probably would not be kind to mention the tail and the back end of the cat that sticks out for all to see…)  Pepe is a big one to attack the inside back wall of the bag as if it was something interesting to chase. Once the novelty of the bag-cave has been explored and exhausted, they’ll flop on top of the bag and roll around on it. The more smunched the bag becomes, the more desirable it seems to be. Sometimes they’ll bring a toy mouse along for the ride, dropping it on top of the bag and then rolling around on both until the mouse gets pushed to the side.

What can one conclude from this odd feline behavior? If you pay for a toy, they’ll hardly ever even look at it, let alone play with it. However, if they think they’re stealing something from the human…well, that toy is worth its weight in catnip.

 

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The Blanket Curler

Fireball has an odd trick that he seems to be teaching to the other cats. Instead of laying on top of a kitty bed and enjoying the sometimes multiple layers of fleece blankets the human has draped over the structure, he digs until he gets a corner of the blanket (or blankets) lifted and then he slides under the fabric and mixes away.  Must remind him of his mother’s tummy.  Once he departs the kitty bed, the blankets remain all askew. He’s now got Mac doing the same thing, which means the human has to work at bringing order back to the kitty beds twice a day.  In this picture, he’s come back to a bed he’s previously rolled the blanket up on top of, but this time he’s actually sleeping on the side with the curling blanket. Cats!

 

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