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One-Way Frankie
Of our four cats, only Chris and Frankie, our two gold cats, go outside. They don’t go out very often, usually only for brief periods during the weekend. Of the two, only Frankie needs to wear a harness and that is because he won’t stay close to home where I can watch him.
Since we moved here a year and a half ago, I have been taking Frankie for a walk, partly to see if he will find his way home. The problem is, and always has been, he usually travels in one direction until we get far away and I have to pick him up and carry him home. The video below is an example of what I go through.
I will say that a week or so after I sot this video, Frankie did manage to circle around and end up back at our house. That was a big milestone.
Photo Friday: The Face of Frankie
Photo Friday: Daredevil
The other day Frankie was on the bathroom counter looking like he was preparing to jump to the top of the door. Rose and I both happened to be in the bathroom at the same time (which is not typical). I feared he would hurt himself but Rose said to let him try it, so I did.
He made the jump with flying colors but as soon as he landed, the door started to move. I quickly held the door still so he wouldn’t fall and asked Rose to hold it so I could get my camera. I ran into the bedroom, grabbed the camera and turned it on as I was heading back toward the bathroom.
I knew from past failures that I needed to take a quick shot first and then worry about focus and composition on the next shot. There was no next shot as he was preparing to jump down as I arrived with the camera. I did manage to capture the photo below. It’s not purfect but I think it tells the story.
In case you are wondering, the biggest failure that comes to mind was a great picture opportunity of an osprey with the moon behind it. Instead of taking the shot, I decided to put my camera on a tripod first. By the time I set that up, the osprey flew away.
Photo Friday: Best Seat in the House
Floki’s Hidden Stash
Every morning, my wife plays with Floki while she checks her messages, email and Facebook. She will roll up a little wad of paper and throw it. Floki will then jump off the bed, chase down the wad of paper and attack. After a little playing, he brings the paper back for more fun.
This leads to little paper balls all over the house. Yesterday I found one in the water bowl. Also yesterday I found a hidden stash of paper balls in our hallway closet. I don’t know. Perhaps he is saving them for a potential paper shortage.
Does anybody else have a cat that likes paper balls? How about one that plays fetch like a dog?
Bad Cat Chris for President
This presidential election in the United States is different than every past election that I have ever witnessed. There has never been a truly great candidate, but there was always one that sucked less than the other, so at least there was a small amount of hope. Not so this year. My wife and I have been wanting to go to Germany. Perhaps this is a good time to plan a four-year visit.
But there is still hope. I started thinking that my cat would make a better president than these two… people, so I spoke with Chris and he has agreed to run as a write-in candidate.
I know what you are thinking. Why should I vote for Chris? where does he stand on the issues. Well, I’ve compiled a list of all the important issues and where Chris stands on each of those issues:
Capital Punishment: Chris is against it except for mice and lizards and only if he can play with them first.- Abortion: Chris, being an adopted child, feels everyone should have a chance to find a loving family.
- Foreign Affairs: Chris is a natural Alpha. In our home, he took over the leadership position as soon as he entered our house as a kitten and he is certain that he can be the world’s Alpha. Any country that doesn’t fall in line will get two whacks and a hiss.
- The Environment: Chris would like everyone to be able to go outside and eat grass without fear of toxic poisoning.
- Race Relations: Chris thinks everyone should be treated like gold, no matter what color their fur is.
- Taxes: Chris doesn’t know what taxes are, but he is against them.
Well, I think Chris has a good platform, and I already filled out my mail-in ballot. Since I have grown very cynical and believe all politicians are at least somewhat corrupt, I only voted for Chris and left the rest blank (except for the amendments). What about you? Can Chris count on your vote this November? If Chris wins, he promises catnip for everyone.
Love, Fight, Sleep: A Cat’s Life
The other day, I saw Chris lying on the bed with Floki, and the two of them were washing each other. I got my camera and started recording before the affection turned to fighting. The fighting was short and, following a brief period of tension, they both fell asleep.
I’m trying to picture humans doing that. Imagine you are in bed with your spouse, being all lovey-dovey, when suddenly, a big fight erupts. Fifteen seconds later, the fight is over and, after a brief moment of tension, you fall asleep in each other’s arms. Can’t imagine it? Me either.
Here is the video I am talking about, but please forgive the quality. The camera’s auto focus was being a little crazy. Next time, I will have to use the manual setting, if I can find it.
The Couch Pooping Continues
I recently wrote about Puck pooping on the sofa in the Florida room, and many of you wrote back with suggestions about putting things like plastic on it to discourage Puck from pooping there again. I didn’t have any plastic that I could spare, but I decided to put the cat’s Turbo Scratcher on the spot where Puck was pooping.
I was hoping it was that spot or nothing, but he just pooped on the other side of the couch. I then loaded up the couch with many of their toys.
That worked, somewhat. The next day, I found a pile of poop on the floor in front of the litter box. That’s not ideal, but I prefer poop on our tile floor over poop on our couch.
Thursday was the day our cleaning woman comes, and I think my wife was embarrassed about our “messy” sofa and insisted I take all the toys off of it. I did, and it lasted until Friday before I found poop on it again, so back the toys went. Since then, I have cleaned poop off the floor about four times, including this morning. As I was writing this post, I took a short break and noticed a pile of poop on the ground. Since I scooped twenty minutes before, two of the litter boxes were clean, but the one with poop in front of it had been used once.
Puck has never had an issue with the litter boxes before, and I have no clue what could have changed with him, but I hope I figure it out soon.
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