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April 17th 2012 5:46 am
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The Mama informs us that there are a ton of chores starting NOW, and we will be disappearing for a while. We'll check our p-mails from time to time in case someone really needs to get hold of us. Not sure when we'll be back at this point. Hope they don't decide to make Fearless Cat of the Day or something while we're gone - she'd be so disappointed - MOL!



May 10th 2012 8:51 am
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I thought the whole point to this trap/spay/neuter thingy was to keep the feral colony from growing, but it looks like we have two new interlopers on our porch now! One of them, Ricky, is the maybe-sister of Littleboy from across the road. She got spayed, along with some others, when the pawrents got the neighbors involved in the spaying project. That’s fine, but now she’s decided THIS is her home – hey! Stay on your own side of the road! (sigh)

And then, this other cat who the Mama thinks must live further up the road has been sneaking over to eat our feral’s food, picking fights and being a pain. The Mama chased him away (it is definitely a male) a number of times, thinking he was someone’s cat because he looked well fed and groomed, but a few days ago, she looked out the window and saw him sitting on the straw bales, and he had a bad wound to his eye. He no longer looked quite so handsome and the injury had sapped his strength. When she went out to check on him, though, he took off. This morning he was there again, but since possums had been on the porch making a mess of the “breakfast dishes” (the ferals had already eaten, but there was still dry food left), the Mama had picked up all the bowls. Marble (that’s what the Mama is calling him since he’s something in between a tabby and a tortie – very beautiful markings) was trying to find some scrap to eat, but ran away when she opened the door carrying some food out. He didn’t go very far, though, and came back to eat when she walked back in the house. Since she had some amoxicillin she got from the spay project people, she mixed up a second soupy bowl of food and amoxi and this time, Marble allowed her to sit there with him. She got a closer look at the eye; it looks like it’s the inner eyelid that’s gotten torn, probably by someone’s claw. The eyeball is OK, she thinks, but probably the other will fall off as it’s almost torn loose. He ate all the medicine-laced food, and she’ll try to get him further doses if he continues to come around. The fact that he’s here when he is injured and weak, makes her think he doesn’t have a family after all. (sigh) Well, if he sticks around, he’s definitely joining the “seedless grape society” – and no more fighting!!!



June 5th 2012 6:47 pm
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Well, this was a double special tonight. I’d say it was their own fault, but actually it’s just that tomorrow is the mobile spay clinic day. Well, not JUST that.

See, while the Mama was walking me in the garden, the Papa had Sleeper. We heard the screeches; the Mama wasn’t sure if there was a serious problem, and cut the walk short – dang it! Turns out it was that nasty Marble-cat and Littleboy going at it. And after the Papa broke them up, Marble hissed at the Sleep who still stood at the Papa’s side, naturally, and made a lunge for her! Well – she freaked, of course! But the Papa kept her safe.

So the Papa set up the trap with some sardines and put it on the porch where Marble was now waiting for his dinner. It was done in minutes. He was NOT happy, but the deed will be accomplished tomorrow morning for everyone’s good. And while they’re at it, they’ll give him another shot of antibiotics, which can’t hurt – even though his eye seems healed now.

Once his cage was moved and covered with a dark blanket, the Papa set up the second trap, hoping we might catch the other un-neutered male, Aunt Bobbie’s look-alike, who was hanging out on the porch. No luck. He wouldn’t go in the trap; just came up and ate some more dry food on the porch and sauntered off. But they left the trap up just in case. Sure enough, we all heard the snap as it went off and the occupant went crazy. Except it wasn’t Aunt Bobbie’s brother, it was Star!!!

And tomorrow the two baddest boys of the neighborhood will join what Blizzie calls the Seedless Grape Society! Too bad it couldn’t have been a little sooner, since our neighbors across the road say they’ve got 4 more kittens. Sigh. In another month or two they’ll be taking them in for spaying as well, I guess…



July 4th 2012 8:07 pm
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So – I guess summer is finally here. Happy 4th of July, everyfur! I know some of you are dealing with even hotter temperatures, but it was in the mid 90’s here today and none of us could stand to be outside for any length of time…except Fearless. She’s out there most all day. Sleeper and I figure it’s evidence of brain damage, and it’s bad manners to make fun of the poor thing – so sad. (Hehehe…)

Anyway, we’re doing pretty good, except Sleeper fell off the ramp in the cattery, or something (she’s not telling; I think she’s embarrassed, because it probably happened because she weighs too much), and she pulled a ligament. The pawrents didn’t take her to the vet right away because they figured it was a simple sprain and not too serious, but then she kept limping. It was a relief for them when they took her in and had the vet confirm that it wasn’t anything more serious than it was. The vet gave them some pain meds for her, which promptly knocked her on her butt! But, as it turned out, she almost immediately made a turn-around after seeing him. I think it was a psychological thing – once serious problems were ruled out, she felt better!

Meanwhile, the pawrents dismantled the feral shelter day before yesterday. When the weather starts to get cold again, they’ll build another, but this time it will be a series of individual cubbyholes – enough to hold 14 or 15 should do it. That way, even if a raccoon or possum shows up, they will only take up one or two of the cubbys and not the whole shelter!

Also, that Marble Cat seems to have become a permanent addition to the feral colony. Plus the one unspayed female who probably is already pregnant is hanging around a lot, eating whenever there’s food to eat. We could hope that will be the end of the new additions, but if there are babies in the future…well, we’ll see.

We probably won’t be around too much still this summer, but we’ll drop in from time to time to see what furs are up to. Hope everyone is staying cool in this heat. Unless, of course, you live near Pasadena or LA where the temps were 68 degrees or something similarly outrageous – hissssss! :) All the best,

Samhain - “Nothing personal, Strictly business”



July 10th 2012 8:31 pm
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First I should say that Sleeper’s leg is much better, though occasionally when she’s been on her feet a lot, she starts to limp slightly. But according to the vet, this is to be expected; ligaments take a longer time to heal.
Fearless and I are fine. We had a lovely time running at top speed through the house this morning at 5:30 AM. We’d stopped by 6:30 at the latest, but the Mama decided to get up and feed us anyway. Good idea!

Now, the latest news is that the unspayed Aunt Bobbie-look-a-like who’s been coming around and lately looks positively HUGE, has not been here since breakfast yesterday. We assume she is off having her babies, which, judging by her size, must be about 50 of them! I hope she has found a safe location; it’s not on this property I don’t think, or we’d know it. More future mouths to feed. Oh well, at least she’s been well fed and knows where to come for more. It’s better than having to spend all that time and energy away from them, hunting.

Then, the rather unwelcome visitor who showed up this morning - as if possums and raccoons weren’t enough – was a young porcupine! It was under the lilac bushes where one of the ferals was keeping an eye on it. The Mama cautioned which ever blackie it was, and finally lured the feral away by putting out a little more food on the porch. We think the porcupine left. We hope.

News flash: the pregnant one showed up for dinner! Now - is she as fat as she was? Hard to say. They don’t lose all that fat right away after giving birth, do they? I mean, that skin gets stretched out, right? Maybe she’s still pregnant, but the Mama felt like she’d already had the kittens. Can anyone tell us about the fat issue?



July 13th 2012 5:57 am
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The whole feral scene has sunk to a new low, I must say. The possums finally moved on; I didn’t mind seeing them too much – they are so ugly, they’re cute! Really lousy table manners, though. And though it’s a little bothersome to see a dozen or more wild cats chowing down on MY porch; that’s not so bad either; some of them are even my friends now – like Socks and Seven…and Star. They even come for walks with the pawrents and us – well, not Star – she’s still as skittish as ever with them, ungrateful little minx! They’ve been feeding her now for several months, after all! Nor is it the occasional spats mostly started by that Marble Cat, little strutting tough guy banty rooster…hmmphf! Those are actually kinda fun to watch when you’re in the safety zone of the house window.

No, what’s REALLY got my goat, is the “protection” kibble the Mama shells out to those low-life banditos, those masked marauders, those freeloading, over-sized, smelly, nock-earred, paw-washing (what’s THAT about???), neighborhood strong-paws who come around pushing all the ferals outta the way so they can eat MY kibble! Well, OK…it’s not the same kibble that I eat, but it comes from this house, so it’s MINE.

So what does the Mama do? She sets up a spot away from the porch for those local criminals for their OWN FEEDING STATION. And she puts scraps and KIBBLE in it!!! Hel-lo-o! You’re not supposed to feed them; they’ll come back!!! [EDITOR’S NOTE: Sound familiar, anyone?]

Anyway, she says they’re gonna come regardless – they can smell the food. This way, she keeps them off the porch while the cats are eating. When the cats are done, she picks up the leftovers. Right now this is still feasible, since there are only a couple of raccoons, and they will eat most anything, provided there’s a little kibble mixed in for flavor. It’s what may happen when the winter sets in and food becomes scarce. She doesn’t want a whole tribe of raccoons and other furs from the wildside coming! But she’ll just have to deal with that when it happens, I guess.

Oh, and one more thing: she says she may want to set them up their own water bowl, since no fur really wants to drink out of the bowl when they get finished with it!



July 13th 2012 6:55 am
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It’s definite now - Little Mama has had her kittens! Just fed her a big dish of food. Will check around the property tonight to make sure they aren’t hidden here somewhere, but pretty sure not. This makes it fairly easy to say they were born July 11th or 12th – we’ll officially call it the 11th. Now, provided they make it, we will probably see them following her to the porch in a month or two or three. More later…



July 23rd 2012 10:02 am
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Monday again and it's the pawrents day off. Since there were no pressing chores to be attended to, and as the temps were supposed to go into the 90's again later, we got to walk early this morning. It was a mutual decision to go directly to the corral garden because it's a large, fenced-in area and feels safe. The Sleep and I have both had issues recently with being scared by big trucks and clip-clopping horses going past on our dirt road while we were walking in the shrubbery near by. [The Papa says: let me show you the scars! :)]

Anyhoo, it was a lovely walk for about 25 minutes, much of which was actually conducted off leash, since we, neither of us, try to run away (unless provoked as mentioned above), and it was a little less damaging to the Mama’s plants when we didn’t weed-wack things with the leash while crossing her veggie beds.

But eventually it was time to go back, and the Mama clipped my leash back on. She didn’t, however, hold tight to the end of it, and what at first seemed like a cooperative Samhain headed for the gate, turned into a wild cat, running full speed and right up the tulip tree! Yeah, right ON; I can climb with the best of them, baby!!!

The Mama was more concerned that I might strangle myself with my leash on my downward trip, so the Papa, who is considerably taller, stepped in to coax me down from the tree. This turned out to be somewhat easier than expected, and the Mama vowed that in future, she would keep in mind that I am fully aware and never truly happy to end my walk, so she’d best be on her toes for hi-jinks!

One last note - as it says above, the Mama has made a page for the ferals. We talk about them enough - they might as well have their own page!



August 20th 2012 8:52 am
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In honor of Skylar’s CAT OF THE WEEK status, Zachery Kolohe Rider has started a new tag game called: "Who are you really?" Answer with your alter ego or as yourself.

The questions are below - just copy and paste. And tag 5 kits to play along. For you who may not be familiar with doing the links, don’t worry about it; just add the names, but don’t forget to p-mail your taggees to let them know.
Oh, and anybody else who wants to play, go ahead, tagged or not! Let the games begin!

1) Tell me your funny Christmas story.

Well, Sleeper already told the story of the sledding party – that was great fun! Other than that, did I mention that we actually live with Santa Claus?

2) Where's your favorite hiding place when playing hide and go seek?

Usually behind the TV, but there’s another more secret spot that no one knows. The Mama can’t figure out where I am after she’s checked behind the TV and still can’t find me!

3) What did you dream of being as a young kit?

A stage magician: The Amazing Samhainini!

4) What's your favorite hobby? Anything goes.

That would be walking on our leashes!

5) What’s your one "bad habit" that you love and your Mom hates?

Jumping on the kitchen counter, most definitely!!! There are no pics available, because I’m never up there long enough – hehehe…

6) If you could go anywhere in the world where would you go?

To see my sweet Siddji at the palace in Katni: me and Siddhartha at the temple

7) What is your guilty pleasure? Food, skirts and suits or cars? What?

Probably having things my own way; I’m a rather selfish creature! MOL!

8) What is your favorite make believe monster? And yes girls, unicorns and fairies are included. Post a pic of this mysterious beast.

Ever since I saw Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, I’m convinced we have hippogriffs here in Michigan. Check out this pic taken at dawn on the sledding hill above the marsh:

9) What is the one dreaded thing you have to do at home? Babysitting, taking baths, entertaining guests....what is your dread?

I don’t have any dreads! Well…aside from the hippogriff…and, well – horses in the road while the Mama’s walking me…or big trucks. And I’m not too fond of slugs…

10) I’m not so sure if Zach and Zoe are going to have coed ships this year or not, but in any case, which ship would you want to be on: Zach’s, or Zoe’s?

I’m with Capt’n Zoe on board the Blood Thirsty Princess – arrrggghh, maties!

I tag...




August 27th 2012 7:04 am
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We fairly recently met a cat named Zeus who's an unofficial, but REAL service cat for his Mama. Right now his Mama is pretty sick, and needs purrs. And Zeus needs purrs, too, since he's separated from her while she's hooked up to the IV. :(
His diary was picked for DOTD, so you can see him there on the community page - if anyfur sees this and gets a chance, would you stop by and send some purrs?

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