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Chris’s Eighth Birthday


I missed Chris’s birthday again. For some reason I keep thinking it is on the 18th but it is really the 14th. Anyway, we don’t know is real birthday but celebrate it six months before his Gotcha Day because he was about six months old when we adopted him from the cat shelter.

I thought today I would just re-share some pictures of Chris since his last birthday and later, before I go to work, will pass out kitty treats (Stella and Chewy’s) to celebrate.

Here is Chris last June stopping to smell the flowers

Bad Cat Chris

Here he is in July getting along with Frankie.

Gold cats

In August he had a rare opportunity to be outside at the same time as Frankie. I am sure this is because he escaped as I tried to get out with Frankie.

Cats Chris and Frankie

I bought a new computer in September and Chris got the box . . . that he wouldn’t share.

Cat and computer box

Also in September he had an eye infection and had to visit the vet for the first time ever, except for shots.

Here he is in October doing his famous “Happy Roll.”

bad cat chris outside

In November he teamed up with Frankie to be bad.

cats in closet

More badness.

cat Chris in cabinet

Even more badness. November must have been a bad month.

cat Chris in cabinet

 

Some goodness in January with Floki.

Chris and Floki

February, not so good

cats Floki and Chris

Here he is in April getting cat hair on my underwear. Not that many people would notice.

Last, but not least, here he is on the day we adopted him, November 14, 2009.

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The Truth About “Bad” Cat Chris


When I started this blog I couldn’t decide what to name it. I had several names in mind, none of which I can remember now. I only remember that all of them were taken. I eventually settled on Crazy Cat Chris and registered it at WordPress.com.

Almost immediately I realized that I made a mistake. Chris was not a crazy cat. I think I just liked it because all the words started with C. I then choose Bad Cat Chris but the truth is, Chris is no more bad then he is crazy. The “bad” in Bad Cat Chris only refers to his behavior, not to Chris himself, and it really only refers to the human interpretation of the word “bad.” What is bad to a human is not necessarily bad to a cat. Like Shakespeare said, “there is no good or bad but thinking makes it so.”

The first several months after we adopted Chris, he kept us from getting a good night’s sleep by attacking our feet, biting our noses, treading on our bare skin and lying across our necks. BAD CAT! Indeed, the people who adopted him before us thought he was a bad cat and returned him to the shelter after one day.

cat Chris

Chris, November 2009

He no longer attacks feet and he has learned not to bite Rose’s nose but everything else is the same. Jumping on counters is another “bad” behavior that we were never able to correct. Nor were we able to stop him from opening cabinets and closets and getting inside. At eight years old he still tries to get out the door every chance he gets and he still scratches the furniture, but only when he knows someone is looking.

Despite his behavior, I wouldn’t want him to change because that is who Chris is. He has always been very entertaining and he makes us laugh.  His bad behavior is not really bad, it’s more like naughty, and even that’s not right. He is just a non-human who is very good at not following human rules.

There is something special about Chris, more special than any other dog or cat I have ever had, and I have had some good ones. Chris is pure love. He loves me, he loves Rose he loves everyone who steps foot in our house and he is not afraid to show it. He bleeds affection. Everybody who knows Chris loves him back.

Bad Cat Chris napping on lap

cat Chris

He is even affectionate to all the other cats, although he will fight with them too.

Abbey, Chris and Tigger in Abbey's cat bed.

Our cats Chris and Puck napping together.

cats washing

Rose worries that when we lose Chris I will be devastated and she may be right. I think about that more now that Chris will be turning eight. The last three of our cats that passed away, Abbey, Alex and Tigger, all died at eight years old. But, of course, now is not the time to be thinking such thoughts. We have a birthday coming up.

Floki’s First Birthday


Today our little Floki turns one year old. cat Floki

We don’t know when his exact birthday is but, if I remember the story correctly, Floki, his brother and one or more kittens from another litter were found in a box in a Walmart parking lot on Memorial Day last year. I subtracted his estimated age when we adopted him on the Fourth of July and came up with April 18.

I thought I would show some highlights from the past year.

Below is the picture my sister-in-law sent us to let us know she had kittens available. We don’t know for sure if this is Floki or his brother.

This is the first known picture of Floki at the vet where we came to see him and other kittens.

Siamese Kitten

This was one of his competitors.

Torbie Kitten

Here he is with his brother and another cat. We wanted to take them all.

Kittens and cat

Here is Chris meeting Floki. This went better then when he met Frankie.

Our kitten Floki

Below is our first vet visit.

Kitten Floki on my shoulders

Chris shows him who’s boss.

Cats on kitchen utility cart

Floki takes to the cat tunnel.

kitten Floki playing in cat tunnel

And he turns out to be a daredevil.

He makes friends.

cats on bed

And discovers new heights.

All while finding his place in the group and in our hearts.

cats on fridge

Photo Friday: Chris Turns Seven


We don’t know when Chris was born but I set his birthday at six months before we adopted him, May 14, which I missed. Sorry Chris. Here he is sleeping with Frankie. When Chris was young, he was far from a normal cat because he rarely napped. He was always up and getting into trouble. He still naps less than Frankie or Puck but he is closer to normal now.

Cats Chris and Frankie sleeping

Chris Turns Six


Today is Chris’s sixth birthday. Actually, we don’t know his exact birthday but he was about six months old when we adopted him so I thought we would just celebrate his birthday six months from his adoption day. I thought it would be fitting to re-post some pictures of him at each year in his life.

Cats Alex, Chris and Tigger

This is Chris between Alex and Tigger in November, 2009.

ginger cats, Chris and Tigger

Tigger washing Chris, June, 2010.

Bad Cat Chris, Abbey and Tigger

Chris between Abbey and Tigger, February, 2011

Bad Cat Chris on railing

Chris the daredevil, November, 2012

Bad Cat Chris outside

Chris at the pool showing off his expanding belly, November, 2013

Bad Cat Chris jumping off Fridge

Chris showing he can still be bad, October, 2014

Bad Cat Chris with lizard

Chris with Frankie, showing off his catch, March, 2015

Unfortunately Chris has been sick with a cold and we have to work all day and then go to a wedding this evening so he won’t get the attention he deserves. Perhaps I will leave the bedroom door open for him tonight.

 

 

Two Birthdays and Other Stuff


Today is Baily Boat Cat’s birthday and I want to wish him a very Happy Birthday. I have a special connection to Baily because he was born three years ago today on the 24th anniversary of my 24th birthday. If you’ve done the math right that makes me 51.

In other news, I have decided to renew my efforts in keeping up with Chris’s Facebook and Twitter accounts. I have been very pressed for time lately and let those go to the back-burner. I thought about letting Chris take them over but I’m not sure I can trust him to be honest about his badness. I think I will let him do twitter and I will do Facebook. What do you think? If you use Facebook or Twitter will you please “like” or “follow” Chris and let me know about your pages so we can follow you too.

Chris’s Facebook page is at http://facebook.com/badcatchris and his Twitter page is http://twitter.com/badcatchris. Thank you for reading our blog and thanks for following Chris.

Photo Friday: The Other Chris


I decided that for one day this would not be a pet blog because today my son, Christopher Huss, turned 25 years old.

Charles and Christopher Huss

Me with Chris – Christmas, 1991

When we got Chris the cat, we decided to change his name because one Chris was enough, but after realizing that they both had the same stubbornness, we decided the name Chris fit him well.