Jungle Cat's Adventures

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Saphira does some mothering (by her dad)

September 27th 2012 9:22 pm
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I think I have mentioned Saphira's few tiny issues before. One is a fairly common behavior for Ocicats: They bond very closely with their chosen humans, and are very loyal to them, but some kitties tend to bond to one preferred person, and tend to pay attention to that person over any other. Saphira is that way, and I seem to be her preferred human, which does kind of hurt my wife's feelings a bit when she is ignored by Spots. The second is partly a physical issue, her purr is usually very quiet, very hard to hear unless the room is very quiet and one's ear is very close to her.

I woke up at five-something this morning, finding Terri showing symptoms of the flu... cough, sore throat, and chills. We decided to relocate her to one of the bedrooms at the other end of the house, since it has a heating pad over the mattress which can get pretty warm quickly, which is hard to do with a waterbed. Once we got her comfortable, I returned to our bedroom, since the bed she was in is a double and we are used to a king. Normally Saphira would have followed me back to the master bedroom and curled up in bed with me. Instead, I think the mommy cat instinct came out and she curled up at the foot of the bed with Terri and began to purr very audibly! She kept it up for at least an hour, until Terri fell asleep. It seemed she knew that Terri was under the weather and needed some loving. What a sweet cat!


Upside of being abandoned (which I still hate!)

September 19th 2012 10:18 am
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Mommy and daddy left me alone (again!) last Friday, something about taking my sister (one with two hind paws) down the hill to the hospital to have the cast and some screws removed from her broken right hind paw. But they must have known how upset I would be, because on the way home they stopped and got me one of my favorite things, new fuzzy mousies! They have already figured out that I like some colors better than others, and this time they brought me TWELVE new ones, and in four new colors! There were blue, green, orange, and girly pink ones, and I love them all!. I was pawing at them before daddy even got them out of the package, and I already have hidden one of them. I do that a lot, that is why they have to keep bringing me new ones. I have my secret stash, and just to keep them confused, once in awhile I bring one out of my stash and put it on the bed when they are not looking. We MUST keep our humans guessing!

Very quiet purrrrrs to all my furrrends on Catster


Saphira sometimes complains when told NO

August 24th 2012 12:50 pm
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Saphira's dad again, with a little story from shortly after she joined us - we had already learned how well she listens when told "NO" when caught doing something she is not supposed to. I was sitting at the computer in the den, when I heard the noise of Jungle Cat landing on something that did not sound right. Turning around, I found her sitting prettily atop the copier. Not wanting cat fur integrated into our copies, I told her gently but firmly "NO". She looked back at me with kind of a sad expression, but made no move to leave. I repeated the command, a little louder. This time she turned a bit as if to leave, but hesitated. One final time, even a bit louder and more firmly, she finally turned and hopped off. As she did, she expressed her displeasure with a vocalization I have never heard from another feline, nor from her either before or since. Were she a human, which she thinks she is, I could only describe it as a whimper. Not a normal meow or any other kitty speak, but she definitely sounded disappointed! Just another example of how she is a unique and special cat companion.


Dang! They left me alone AGAIN!

August 23rd 2012 12:04 pm
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Mommy and daddy did it again, that thing I really hate - they left me alone, something about taking Nina, one of my human sisters, to the hospital to have her broken hind paw checked out and her cast changed... I guess I should not complain too much, Nina and her younger sister Mellie were the ones who found me and adopted me for their parents, giving me my furever home.

Anyway, I did my usual complaining once I realized what was going on, but they still left me, even though I was trying to be really cute. Mommy and daddy still have not figured out how I know that I am being abandoned, and I am not telling! A girl has to have her secrets! After they got back, daddy must have felt guilty (as well he should!) for leaving me alone fur HOURS. He returned from a trip to the market that night with a new package of my favorite fuzzy mouse toys... I think I will furgive them!

Note from Saphira's dad: What she did not tell you was how, when I returned with the new mouse toys, she immediately lost all interest in the ones already on our bed. They are identical, but she began pawing at the package of new ones even before I had gotten it open. Can you spell spoiled child? We freely admit that she is spoiled, and plan to keep her that way (but please keep it to yourself, don't let her know about it!)


I am becoming a kitty athlete

August 9th 2012 12:07 pm
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Watching the Olympics with mom and dad, it has inspired me to get more athletic recently. I always played a bit of fetch, maybe every day or two, but I am now getting really serious about it. I am asking daddy usually three or four times a day now, think I might be able to qualify for the kittylympics next time.

Yesterday I really got into it, mommy had put out my breakfast for me, but even though I had not eaten yet, I ignored the food and hopped into bed with a toy for him to toss for me. After my morning workout, I finally headed over to sample breakfast. A girl has to have her priorities straight!

And a big PURRR out to our human Olympic athletes! You guys and gals are awesome!


Thank youi all for making my DOTD so great!

August 6th 2012 7:56 pm
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Thank all of you for making my Diary Of The Day yesterday so special, I received many nice friend requests, messages of concatulations, and gifts. Purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrring thank you!


It is so purrrrrfect that my diary is the diary of the day!

August 5th 2012 2:57 am
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It is such an honor to be selected diary of the day! Purring "thank you" to all of my friends on Catster. Curled up next to daddy, happily swishing my tail across his legs, I am so happy!

Meow to all!


A note from daddy...

August 3rd 2012 2:57 pm
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We have told you friends all about Saphira playing fetch, something that Ocicats are famous for. At first she just did straight fetch, me throwing the toy and her chasing it down and then returning it to me. Since then she has expanded her repertoire, to catching the toy in midair, and throwing the toy either across the room or else into the air to catch again, still finally returning it to me. More recently, if I don't toss the toy for her, she will pick it up and jump down onto the floor with it, then toss it around before returning it. About returning, she has started doing that differently too, hopping up on the bed as always, but instead of dropping it by me, she walks over to the side of the bed, then drops or tosses it onto the floor beside me. Since I can't always retrieve it immediately, I take note of where it is and then go about whatever I was doing. Usually I come back later to find the mouse gone, and find it back on the bed. Nice that she eventually picks up her toys. I think that these changes over time are her way of avoiding boredom, continually coming up with new game variations for herself.

Today she brought me a mouse as she often does to initiate a fetch game. I started playing with her, but this time instead of maybe three or four rounds and then rest time for kitty, she just kept at it over and over again. At first I was not sure why she was so persistent this time, but I think I have it grokked out now: She has been watching the Olympics with us over the last week, and I think she as visions of being in the kittylympics. I guess it takes lots of practice to be an Olympicat!


They abandoned me yesterday!

August 3rd 2012 2:25 pm
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As any of you owned by Ocicats already know, we are very loyal to our humans, following them around the house and conversing regularly with them. One thing we hate is being left alone, and being very smart like all Ocis, I sensed yesterday that they were getting ready to leave me alone. Something about getting mommy's hair done. Once I figured out what was happening, I started really complaining to daddy about this, and at first he wondered if I was trying to tell him that there was something wrong with me. When he figured it out, he closed the bedroom door, something about keeping me inside so I would not trigger the motion sensor in the living room when they turned on the security system, whatever that is. They left me imprisoned in their tiny bedroom (well, OK, counting the bath and closet it is over 600 square feet, and filled with kitty toys like my big tree, my tunnel, and lots of fuzzy mice), while daddy took mommy to her appointment. Daddy came home a bit later, and took pity on me and let me loose while he waited for mommy to call for him to go pick her up. I quickly took advantage of my freedom to find a place to hide, so I could avoid being locked up again. Daddy looked all over for me, and finally had to leave to get mommy, leaving part of the security system off. That is a good thing, because once shortly after I came to live here they accidentally set it off, and that alarm is LOUD!!! Hurt my delicate ears! Once they got home, and I was pretty sure they were not going to leave me alone again, I walked up and nuzzled daddy "hello", and he really didn't seem mad at me. How could anyone stay mad at someone with spots as cute as mine?


Some questions daddy found on a friend's profile

July 29th 2012 12:24 am
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Daddy found these questions on another kitty's profile, and thought I should answer them:

1. Do you ever wake your parents up in the night? Very rarely. When I first came to live here, I would sometimes wake them up in the middle of the night for a little playtime, but not since daddy figured out that if he plays with me enough during the day I get tired and sleep through the night. Now I pretty much go to sleep when mom and dad do, and wake up when they do. I never bother them for breakfast, but wait until they get up.

2. Do you ever tear up things? Not really. I am pretty good about not sharpening my claws on furniture. I do tear around the house a lot though.

3. What is your favorite treat? Various flavors of Temptations, I sit up on my hind legs to beg for them, and then grab daddy's hand with my forepaws and bring it down to my mouth. I also like the snacks of Evo dry food that daddy gives me before bedtime.

4. Can you fetch something when asked to do so? Not when asked, after all I AM a cat, I only play fetch when I choose to. I usually bring daddy the fuzzy mouse I want to play with, then drop it beside him. Sometimes I wait for daddy to throw the toy, then chase it down, other times I will bound over to where I think he will throw it, then leap up and grab it out of the air. I usually then will throw the toy either into the air and try to catch it again, or else across the room and chase it down again. Once when I was in the kitchen with mommy and an ice cube missed her glass and fell on the floor. I picked it up and took it to her in the bedroom.

5. Have you ever lived any place other than where you live now? Yes, I lived with a nice man who bred Ocicats like me, and I was the mommy to some nice Oci kittens. After a couple of years, he decided it was time for me to retire while I was still a young cat, and two of my human sisters thought I would make a nice new friend for their mom and dad.

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