Chris loves napping in his bed by the window but Wednesday Floki was sleeping in it. I heard growling and hissing and looked to see Chris standing over Floki. I didn’t see what Chris did to him but I did see Floki leave the cat bed and then Chris lie down and take a nap. A little later I saw this.
I guess Chris knows how to share after all.
Chris has always been a stubborn cat. It has always been an impossible challenge to get Chris to behave in a way that we want him to behave. Usually the problem is trying to get him to stop doing something but sometimes getting him to do something can be equally difficult. Like the other day when I was trying to vacuum and he refused to move from his spot. Most cats are afraid of the vacuum but Chris is much more concerned with hanging out near his food bowl (which I picked up before vacuuming).
Who else has a stubborn cat? Or should I ask who doesn’t have a stubborn cat? I don’t think dogs are as stubborn as cats but I’m sure they are out there too.
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This is Frankie who sometimes likes to sleep curled up like a millipede.
Who else has a cat that sleeps like this?
Here is a bunch of cute kittens for Throwback Thursday. This post was from November 2014, so the kittens are now cats and over six years old.
Yesterday we visited my sister-in-law. I like going there, in part because I like her and her husband, but also because she has a house full of cats that are a great opportunity for photographs. This day was even better because she is fostering three seven-week-old kittens that are almost ready for adoption.
Felice works for a vet and has taken in many cats that others rejected. She has experience with bottle feeding infant kittens and has brought several back from the brink of death. She has also lost some, but fortunately these three survived and are now happy and playful. The kittens were found by a client at around four days old and brought to the vet. Their umbilical cords were still attached. Felice took them home and bottle fed them every two to three hours for several weeks. She has a method and I hope to get her to share the…
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I was looking through videos and noticed one I forgot about from December. It is the first time Frankie and Chris went outside at our West Virginia home.
Okay, that is not entirely true. Before that, Frankie escaped out the front door when I was retrieving a package that just arrived. Since it was unfamiliar territory I knew Frankie would not know where home was so I was extremely concerned. I quickly put shoes on and enlisted Rose’s help. The two of us caught up with Frankie who hid under a car. I was not in the mood to play games with him so I reached under the car, grabbed him by the scruff, and dragged him out.
After that adventure, I knew I had to get him used to the smells and sights of our home so when the weather was nice I put his harness on and took him out. The yard is fenced in but I knew the picket fence would not contain Frankie so I put his harness on first. Unlike our Florida home, this house is on a main road so it is even more important to keep Frankie contained.
After Frankie went inside I brought Chris out. I put the harness on Chris too but Chris is too fat and it wouldn’t connect under his belly. After a while, I just took it off.
Here is the video I mentioned earlier from December 11.
That was the first and last time they went outside there. I wanted to take Frankie out the front door to so he could get used to it but the weather turned into a frozen tundra and never recovered.
What do you think? Do your cats go outside?
It is good to know that at almost twelve years old, Chris can still be a playful cat. Here he is playing with one of his toys while in a box just barely big enough for him.
Here is a post from October 2014 for Throwback Thursday. Apparently, that is the year Chris started gaining weight. Since then, I have cut way back on the amount of kibble I give him but he has still gained weight. I guess cats are just like people when they age.
We just returned from a week-long cruise on Saturday. We were supposed to go to the Virgin Islands but a hurricane forced us to different ports, but that is another story. By the time the cruise was over, we were more than ready to get home to see our boys.
We had no phone service for a week so we had to trust that our cats were being taken care of. Service returned Saturday morning when we arrived at Port Canaveral but we had no messages from the cat sitter. After we finally left the ship, Rose got a text from our backup cat sitter with a photo of each of the cats but no real explanation as to why she was there. At least we knew they were okay, that is all we cared about. We learned later that our cat-sitter had to go out of town that morning…
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I was looking through videos and came across one from December and thought that it was a perfect example of what happens around here just about every day. Usually Frankie and Chris get along pretty well but then, all of a sudden, there is a cat fight. This fight usually, but not always, has Frankie as the agressor while Chris defends himself while lying down.
I’m not sure how this lying down defense makes much practical sense but I am not an expert at cat fighting.
I used to think cat grass was a perineal, like regular grass, and that I was just somehow terrible at keeping it growing. Now I realize that it is not like regular grass and will always die after a few weeks. I don’t know for sure but knowing how everything centers around money in America, I assume the seeds are picked less for the cat’s benefit and more for the benefit of the company’s bottom line.
After my last batch of cat grass died I just left the pot outside for several months. I had no desire to try again but I was cleaning out my shed and noticed a half-used bag of cat grass seeds and decided to give it another go. I knew it wouldn’t last but I still thought it would be worth it for the cats’ sake.
After a week or two the grass was tall enough to bring in for the cats.
As expected, Chris was the king of the grass-eating with Frankie a close second. Floki seemed to show just a mild curiosity. I guess I need to accept the realty and just replant the cat grass every so often.
What about you? Do your cats like cat grass?
I dug into the archives and found a couple of photos I took nine years ago yesterday. This is Holly who lives with my sister-in-law, Felice. Holly is the original bad cat and my wife and I always wanted to take her home when we would go there to visit. That was before we got Chris and found out how much work a naughty cat can be.
Holly loved jumping and catching pieces of paper or toy mice.
I have not visited in a while but I believe Holly is still doing well. She is several years older than Chris but she did not put on the weight like Chris did.
I featured Holly several times on my blog, Just Fur Laughs. Click here for an example of one of my favorites.
Bad Cat Chris 