In my last post, I included a number of photos of our cats, Chris and Puck, playing while Rose and I were wrapping Christmas presents. Somehow I managed to miss one of the pictures so I want to include it here.
Next time I will try to pay more attention.
We have been collecting Christmas presents in the spare bedroom for several weeks and Wednesday Rose decided it was time to wrap them. Of course, Chris and Puck agreed that wrapping presents was a wonderful idea and did what they could to participate.
This is cool! It’s like a slide.
Move over! Let me try it.
I was here first!
You need to learn, Chris, that you can’t always get your way.
You need to learn, Puck, that I am the boss around here.
Are you watching this? Maybe The Lion King is on.
Nevermind, I’ll just play with the tree while I wait for a present to play with.
This one’s mine, Right?
This can’t be all?
I can’t wait until it’s time to open the presents.
Last night Rose and I were watching television and Chris was chewing on the power cord for the Christmas tree lights. We yelled at him to stop so he then started chewing on one of the light bulbs… while it was plugged in. I had to pick him up and move him two or three times and each time he would give me a loud kitty yell and then go right back to what he was doing. It was like he was enjoying the negative attention.
Now I worry about leaving the tree plugged in while we are in another room. I’m pretty sure he only does it for the attention that it brings him but I still have to treat him like a small child. He is a four-and-a-half year old cat with the maturity level of a three year old child. At this rate, I’m going to mature before he does.
Since we have had Chris, there has been countless times when he has managed to get himself shut inside a closet. He just can’t resist an open closet door, even if it is open for just a few seconds. Usually we see him go in but not always. To make matters worse, he always manages to climb up into the darkest recesses of the closet. Now, when we leave the house, we do a cat count.
Hey! You didn’t count to ten! (Without the flash, he is hard to see up there.)
I decided to do a little extra good this Christmas and donate all royalties earned in December from my Kindle book, Bad Cat Chris, to the shelter where I found Chris. It is a no-kill shelter located near Myrtle Beach, South Carolina called Sav-R-Cats.
I was inspired by Gwen Cooper, author of Homer’s odyssey. When her new book, Love Saves the Day, came out in paperback, she donated 200% of the royalties earned for a specific time to Blind Cat Rescue & Sanctuary, Inc. I’m not sure I can afford 200% right after Christmas but I can surely give 100% to the shelter that gave Chris the opportunity to find a loving home.
The book sells for only $2.99 and my royalty for each book sold is about $2.07, in most cases. Any help that you can give, by either buying the book or spreading the word, will be appreciated by myself and by the kitties that you help.
Please note: The links in this article are for Amazon.com. If you live outside the United States, you may need to look for it on your country’s Amazon site.
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We purchased a somewhat unconventional Christmas tree the other day. It is a trio of palm trees that seemed perfect for a Florida Christmas. Yes, I used the word Christmas instead of Holiday, so sue me. I just looked out the window and the sky is not falling and, as far as I can tell, the apocalypse has not begun so I may just use it again.
When we started to put up our Christmas… tree (whew, the world is still here) Chris and Puck took a strong interest in the box and the tree.
Wow, something new to investigate.
Cool. An electrical cord. I think I’ll bite it.
This thing is stuck on here good.
I claim this box for The Kingdom Of Chris.
Chris! Did you see this? We’ve got bubble wrap.
Ok, I’m ready to help decorate.
I was a little worried about Chris chewing on the power cords but it seems the novelty has worn off. Now all that is left is the decorating.
Today in America we celebrate Thanksgiving. It is a time to celebrate and give thanks for what we have. With that in mind, I would like to list some things I am thankful for:
I wanted to add a video to my last post but my video software keeps faulting and shutting down. I finally was able to put it together using the software that came with my Canon camera. It’s funny but I did not even know I had it.
This video was taken after I took the photographs and about the time I wanted to get the cats inside but Chris and Puck would have none of it. They were having too much fun and wanted to stay outside and play. If they were kids they would whine a little but eventually listen. Cats don’t listen and need to be chased down, which isn’t easy.
Work was slow last Friday so I had the day off. Of course, when that happens I am not allowed to play all day and usually have a honey-do list that involves cleaning the house. I did have some free time though and decided to let Chris out for some fresh air.
Ahh… Grass eating time.
I didn’t want to let Puck out because he is such a pain to catch and bring back in but after seeing the look of rejection on his face I couldn’t refuse him.
You forgot me again!
What? You’re letting me out? Oh boy!
C’mon Puck, let me show you how to have fun outside.
First, you have to get some sun on your belly.
Then we can build a fort.
I don’t know Chris. I think I just want to go exploring.
I was glad they had a chance to be outside. Puck raced across the yard a few times getting exercise that is difficult to get indoors, although he does do some running around inside. Chris ate some grass, which he likes to do when he is outside. He caught a lizard too, which I did not get a picture of. Both had fun in a safe environment and, as predicted, puck gave me a run for my money when it was time to go inside.
Chris has been sick for almost a week now. By that I mean he has been sneezing a lot. Other than that he seems fine, which is why I thought he was having an allergic reaction to something that is in season now. I no longer think that because Puck started sneezing yesterday and, as far as I know, allergies are not contagious.
It seems Puck may be more affected by this cold (if that is what it is) than Chris is. This morning he got on the bed before I was quite finished making it and lied down where I needed to put the last pillow. I decided to leave him there and let him rest, which he did until we were almost ready to leave for work. That is when Chris jumped on the bed and started bothering him.
“Chris,” Rose scolded, “Leave Puck alone. He doesn’t feel good.” I had to remind her that Chris was sick too but she pointed out that Chris was tougher than the average cat and I couldn’t argue about that. Hopefully they will both get over this soon. I will have to keep a close eye on them and make sure they don’t get worse.
Bad Cat Chris 