Living with Carnivores

A vegetarian human's adventure with cats

Category: Felines

THIS is NOT Kitty Grass!

For weeks, the human’s favorite grocery store had tons of pots of organic wheat grass, so she stopped buying two pots at a time to ensure the kitties had their grass. Now that the weather has turned hot and the indoor plants are back outside for the summer and fall <<Hallelujah!>>, there are no spider plant babies on which to nibble. That means the kitties are alternately grumpy and trying to gnaw on the pathetic-looking kitty grass that’s left — and it’s not looking very good, let me tell you.Last evening the human made her second trip in two days to that store and came home empty handed (as far as kitty grass is concerned).  However, she did find a dandy pot of rosemary for a very good price and picked it up. When the kitties sauntered out to the kitchen to see what the 2-legged was up to and saw her holding a green plant, they got excited and ran over. She set the pot of rosemary down in front of them and all 5 came over and gave it a sniff. Two immediately departed with a disgusted look. <<That’s NOT kitty grass, idiot human. We thought you were a master gardener. Can’t you tell rosemary and wheat grass apart?>> The other 3 were a tad more interested or forgiving and spent more time checking out the greenery. In the end, they all concluded this was not acceptable table fare and walked away. The human will make another visit today, as otherwise punishment of some sort cannot be far away.

 

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Meditating with Pepe

The human sets her alarm to go off early in the morning. That gives her time to wake up, catch up on email and news, and then meditate for 30-40 minutes before she has to get up and attend to morning duties. It’s a nice way to start the day.However, some mornings Pepe has other ideas. First he climbs up the human and alternately licks her chin and touches her face with his paws. <<Focus on the breath, focus on the breath…>>If that doesn’t catch her attention, then he begins digging vigorously on the blankets she’s wrapped in searching for….what? This is Pepe in full brat mode.If she manages not to laugh and break her focus, he then hops off her and starts burrowing like a mole under the blankets by her side.  If she wiggles her fingers while trying to remove a hand to pet him, he pounces for all he’s worth and attacks the menace under the blankets.  By then, the human has wisely concluded that meditation is over for the day.

 

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Tiger Boys Take a Snooze

Auntie Human Meets the Fluffernutter

<<Who is this? I haven’t met that human before.>><<Is she seriously putting her stuff on MY floor?>>
<<Who exactly invited this human anyway?>>

<<Should have known. My own human did. I suppose that means I can’t jump on her while she does yoga tonight.>>

 

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I Love My Brother!

img_4185The Tiger Boys enjoyed a little love fest as the sun was rising.img_4191Caesar was busy washing his little tiger-boy brother’s fur. Per usual, you can see that he is washing against the way the fur grows, giving the Little Red Bee some “cowlicks.”img_4184Fireball, who still acts quite “kittenish,” always loves to be groomed by his big brother as well as to follow him around.img_4190And Caesar never met a kitty fur coat that didn’t need a good scrubbing. img_4189He often grabs on with one of his huge paws and holds the kitty whom he’s grooming. Sometimes he grabs a bit too hard, and that leads to scuffles.img_4187Fortunately, there weren’t any scuffles this time. Just some love giving and love accepting by the Tiger Boys.

 

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Happy 5th Anniversary Trio!

Plush BlanketsHard as it is to believe, today is the 5th anniversary of the arrival of Caesar, Macaroni, and Fireball. This year, the human wanted to honor foster humans everywhere. If it wasn’t for Foster Mom Kim and her family, the Trio would not have come to this home.Big GuyThank goodness Kim insisted the 2-legged adopt Fireball and then Macaroni when the human initially planned only to adopt the Big Guy.  It’s astounding to think of all the laughs, tears, and cuddles the human would have gone without. In fact, with a mellower group of furry friends, this blog never would have gotten started.

So here’s a shout out to those selfless rescue organizations and foster humans who help scared and abused animals learn to trust 2-leggeds again. You’re among the best examples of what our species can be.

 

 

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Disco Inferno (or The Human Redeemed?)

img_4128The foolish human may have temporarily redeemed herself the other day. She stopped at her favorite pet-food store to get a bag of litter and grab a few cans of soft food that she hadn’t hauled home of late. Shockingly, they gobbled the first can down the very next morning. (Unfortunately, that pattern hasn’t continued with cans 2 and 3.)img_4130She got even more points because she picked up a cute cardboard scratching disc that is mounted into a plastic frame containing two interesting features. The first is a track between the upper and lower frame that holds a hard white plastic ball. The cats had no end of fun standing on top of the disc and cuffing the ball as it raced around in the track.img_4141In fact, the Merkitty stood off to the side and would dive forward holding both forepaws out to try and stop the ball as it whizzed past her in the track while Pepe stood guard from on high.img_4134The cats also greatly enjoyed the organic catnip that the human kept sprinkling all over the disc.
img_4133Several of the cats rolled on the disc while others wrapped themselves around the top and hung over the sides, impeding the movement of the ball racing along the track on the outside of the disc. No matter, they were not to be budged while they indulged in a little more catnip.img_4146Another feature that hasn’t yet captured the cats’ interest is on the bottom face of the unit. When you flip the scratching disc over and lay it on the floor, there is a series of holes that are just perfect for kitty paws to explore. Inside the maze of cutouts is another white ball, this time with a jingly bell inside. Hmm, perhaps there’s the problem — that bellimg_4180Never mind, the human is completely jazzed that at least they like the scratching disc and are having fun chasing the ball along the track on the outside. Getting them to like two out of three features is not an inconsequential feat when dealing with cats. Who knows, before we’re done, maybe they will no longer be afraid of bells…

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Table Thief

img_4105Pepe and the human have been going round and round of late on the matter of the silly rule that no cats are allowed on the table or the kitchen counter. They can visit almost anywhere else in the house, but not there.img_4106Unlike his brother Corky, who seems to have no problem with the rule change, Pepe has not adjusted since moving from next door almost 2 years ago.  He’s still testing boundaries on a daily basis.img_4111When the human is eating, she must pull “his” chair up beside her own and pet him while she tries to eat, read, journal, talk with someone on the phone, or catch up on news. There is no excuse for not giving him 100% of her attention. When her attention drifts, as often it does, he keeps things lively, as would be expected.img_4108For example, he is trying to convince the human that just having his front paws on the table doesn’t count as being on the table. After all, most of him is still in the chair.img_4110And leaning forward onto his paws so his chest is on the table still does not constitute a violation of that boundary.img_4114Just let the human leave her seat for a minute to pour a cup of coffee or grab a condiment and the seat stealer is right there sitting in her spot.img_4115And if she has to be gone more than a minute, watch out:  any small item of interest on the table within reach of those paws is fair game to be knocked off and chased around on the floor.img_4118Just before Thanksgiving, the human (who had been working late) decided to use up some leftovers. She poured some crackers onto a dish while she cut a chunk of cheese.  She ate her food while Pepe fussed around on his chair looking for entertainment. The human stood up and turned to the sink for just a minute only to hear Pepe hop into her chair, knock something off the table, and then start chasing it around the slippery kitchen floor like a hockey player.img_4123The human looked back at her spot but could not figure out what the little thief had nabbed. Round and round the kitchen Pepe ran at a faster and faster pace.img_4124The human followed him into a corner only to see the purloined object slide under a rack that holds heavy Dutch ovens. She gave up and went back to her meal only to have Pepe reappear at her feet and leave whatever had been pilfered.img_4121Looking down she saw that it was a broken cracker. Huh! At least he didn’t eat it.img_4120 She got up to put the cracker in the compost pail, then offered him a pen cap, which he usually likes to chase all over the floor — but not that night.img_4125Next the human offered him a nickel figuring it would slide along the floor really fast. Alas, since it was offered, not stolen, the coin held no interest for the feline either.
img_4126Later, after the human had had her meal and cleaned up, she came back down to the kitchen for something only to find that an AA battery that had been sitting in a dish on the table was now on the floor lodged behind a piece of furniture. Cats!

 

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Canny Carnivores

img_3911Alas, all those packaging experts who claim that expensive, impossible to recycle multi-layer packaging keeps freshness locked into the bag and seals out oxygen that degrades food have never met my crew’s noses.  img_3912A few months back the busy human walked out to the kitchen while working late one evening. She’d barely crossed the threshold when she found a bag of crunchies laying on its side with kibble spilling out of a sizable gash.  Lest you think she temps fate often, she’d purchased the bag earlier that day and placed by the cellar door with the intention of carrying it downstairs and securing it in a heavy plastic container before she went to bed. She was too late.img_3913Clearly, the fancy packaging had not locked freshness (and the delicious odors) inside the bag and one (or more) of the cats had smelled them and decided to have a bit of an explore. Alas, with cats, there are so many lessons to learn…

 

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The One Toy the Cats will Play with from Christmas

img_4020It was part of a 2-pack of clearance squeaky mice for $2 from a discount store. The adorable little fake fur mice have Santa hats and a battery-operated squeaker inside. If you move them, they squeak. (The human found this out the hard way when pushing the shopping cart around the store before she checked out.)
img_4022One of the toys ended up in each bedroom. They’re getting a lot of action. Mac in particular loves to jump into a kitty bed and kick the kazimmies out of one of the mice every single night . . . several times every single night in fact.  The human is hoping for a greatly decreased battery life.img_4021Still, they seem to cuddle with these mice in ways they don’t cuddle with any of the other ones. (No, this isn’t a posed shot. They actually seem to sleep with these mice between their paws for some reason.)

Cats . . . who can figure them?

 

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