You know Kali our friends are probably wondering where CowKitty is, cause we don’t talk about him anymore or have any pictures. So here is the scoop:
CowKitty’s parents moved at the end of July. CowKitty was so freaked out seeing all his furniture disappear….he took off and his parents couldn’t find him. They left food and water for him and one of their windows open. They never came back for 2 weeks. Needless to say, CowKitty was spending his time over here when he calmed down. He was scared of us like when he first moved here. Mom took some wet food out to him beside the house and he gobbled it up. He slowly started sitting on our bench and playing with mom. Mom decided to keep him and told dad who was a little more realistic. He told mom, CowKitty wasn’t our cat and we could get into trouble. Mom got into her stubborn mode and refused to budge. She stated her point that CowKitty was very happy here and us girls were getting used to him.
Dad went over to CowKitty’s parents and was upset by the condition the backyard was in…..total neglect. He decided CowKitty would be better off with us. So the next challenge would be to get him inside, CowKitty, not dad..he was still quite spooked. Lucky for mom Ellen of 15 and Meowing helped by giving her tips on what to do. Finally, mom pulled out CowKitty’s cheese with mice in it and he walked over to it in the house.
August the 18th was when CowKitty started to live with us. That night was horrible because CowKitty is used to running wild at any time of the night so he yelled his head off. Nobody got any sleep that first night. Next day mom and dad made up an area in the basement with the house from outside, water and dry crumble and a kitty litter tray. They were going to shut the door and have him stay in the basement until he got used to the arrangements. That night CowKitty went down to the basement of his own accord and slept in the house from outside. It was very difficult to keep CowKitty away from the windows as his old parents were popping over to see if we’d seen CowKitty. They gave us their new phone #. Thanks to Ellen we got a calming collar for CowKitty and he relaxed. Think mom and dad needed a calming collar too.
Then dad was bringing in veggies from my garden and CowKitty snuck outside and was gone. Mom was heart-sick. An hour later CowKitty was laying on the bench so mom opened the door and in he ran right to the tunnel.
Mom phoned and made an appointment for CowKitty at the vet to get checked over, shots and cut the fur back in his private areas. Meanwhile, CowKitty’s parents were asking us if we saw him…dad was shaking his head.
After being with us a week…CowKitty ran out when mom came in from the garden. He never came back. Mom looked and looked for him but no sign of him. The only thing we can think of is that his parents found him and took him to the new house. They must have wondered who put the calming collar on him.
This is our story of CowKitty. I looked for him for many days even going out on the deck and looking over to his old house. I’m afraid he is gone. We all feel sad and hope to see him one day.
As a side note, mom went to the SPCA…just in case CowKitty was captured by the Humane Society. Mom looked all through the cages and no CowKitty so mom left them with CowKitty’s description and they will call her if he shows up.
I was in the house dining as were mom and dad. Kali was trying to get up after an especially good dream of Buddy.
Dad looked out the window and said, “I think Cow Kitty is in trouble in the vegetable garden.” The three of us quickly headed outside to see what was wrong. As we got closer this is what we saw.
Cow Kitty was terrified and very agitated. Dad tried to remove his paw but Cow Kitty tried to scratch and bite him so dad told mom to get the scissors and he’d cut Cow Kitty out.
Cow Kitty must have been in some pain also. Dad cut Cow Kitty’s paw out of the pea netting and off he went. No limping just happier than hell-o to get out of the trap that had never bit him before.
Mom and dad never thought this pea netting could be hazardous to any animals but the squares are small and don’t stretch. Next year will be different as the netting will have big plastic squares so nothing will get caught.
Cow Kitty had a collar on…this is new for him. The collar came off when he struggled with the pea netting. There was no name on the collar but five bells. This is a sign of how great a hunter he is.
Due to Cow Kitty’s harrowing experience today we are making him honorary Artsy Fartsy model on Athena Cat Goddess Wise kitty’s blog.
Mom used Lunapic and used the Art Watercolour and lessened the effect. Then she rounded the border. Here is our Cow Kitty in all his glory.
MOL..Happy Canada Day from us Canucks.
It’s time for the Hop On /Off bus. Off they go to hop off at Chinatown and walk up to Covent Garden.
They got off at Chinatown and saw a pub that called to them.
Off they went to Covent Garden. They had to see where James Bowen and Streetcat Bob had been busking the Big Issue magazine. Since those times James and Streetcat Bob have accomplished a lot. These two former street guys are financially secure and can buy stuff they never ever thought they could at one time.
Mom was in her glory and bought Harrods Tea….Afternoon Blend Then it was over to the food halls for a peek at the fancy foods. Mom saw a sandwich she just had to have. It was two pieces of rye bread with butter, a cooked thinly sliced beet, smoked salmon, cut thinly and a few bean sprouts on top. The sandwich was cut in fours…just the way mom likes. Mom offered half to dad, who wrinkled up his nose but mom insisted as they should always be open to new ideas. Dad took a quarter and loved it so much he ate the other quarter.
Mom wanted to buy something from Harrods other than just the tea, so decided to buy some perfume. It cost more than the ready cash they had. So dad would have to pull out more loot. Dad disappeared to stand alone by a wall so he could get at his money belt. A store security man went over and told him there was none of that in this store. The security man thought dad was playing with himself….what a hoot! Dad had to explain what he was trying to do without turning red with embarrassment. MOL After purchasing the perfume our travellers went back to the hotel with their treasures.
Mom explained to dad that she needed her furs washed but the sink was as big as her face. Dad said never fear, he will help. So dad shampooed and used conditioner on mom’s fur. Trouble is he didn’t get all the soap and conditioner out…a very difficult task. So mom happily was walking around with a half pound of shampoo in her fur. I sound like Shoko don’t I? Let’s get the drama queen in here to explain the next chore of moms. Thanks Kali. Mom told dad she needed a bath also but the bathtub was too deep, she couldn’t step into it. The bathtub was an old-fashioned tub but with handrails on each side of the tub. The back didn’t go straight but was more like a slide. A funny looking tub to mom. Dad helped mom and she slid down the back of the tub and landed with a plop….kinda hard on the butt she said. Yet here she was with water and soap. The inside of the tub was indented the shape of her legs and butt. There was a problem because of these indentations she couldn’t lift her swollen legs but the water felt so good. A helping paw from dad and she was out and never wanted back in ever again. MOL
So sorry about the quality of the photo…think mom had too much tea before shooting the picture. Do you see the grooves? Well shampoo head and her mate, Helpful Harry, drifted off to sleep very quickly.
Next installment involves a train ride up country.
We got two parcels from the mail lady. Not one but two parcels. The first parcel was addressed to Kali and I. What the…? Mom pulled out this blue thing and then she said we’d won it. I remember, it was a contest on Three Chatty Cats. Mom didn’t take a picture of this Filtration System we had won. She couldn’t wait to see how it would work in our big water bowl out on the deck and if we’d try it out or sneak up on it.
I hung back, just in case there was something wrong with it. I’m not having my furs frazzled because of a short-circuit I heard Cow Kitty talkin’ bout his dad getting a shock from his electric razor. Kali was the first to try the new system. I give it the Kali stamp of approval. The little bubbles it produces tickle my nose.
Well, if Kali can do it without a problem then so can I. The water looks ok…..no sparks flying out. I see the ripples, this water looks so cool and refreshing. I can even stick my paws in and the ripples feel good. I like this blue thing.
Thank you so much Three Chatty Cats.
Our second parcel was from….the Tooth Fairy?? What the heck…the Tooth Fairy is alive and well and living in the US? I’ll be bald-headed!! I would never have guessed. Look at the toys…just for me. I got dibs on the ice cream cone Shoks. Oh, alright Kali but I get the drumstick. That little Blue sucker looks like fun to roll. MOL This ice cream cone is so soft on my mouth. I have my drumstick in here and will beat it up….alone.
First I must thank the Tooth Fairy for the extra goodies. You are the best. *wink* *wink*
May your dentist need his tooth pulled! MOL
Who are you and what are you doing on my deck? Hello pretty lady, my name is Mister End Spray and..Wait, your middle name is End? Yes it is. When I was adopted, the peeps weren’t sure whether to have End/ Or as my middle name. Mom thought Or sounded threatening. As I was saying dear lady I am selling subscriptions to “Nips Anonymous.” This is a culinary magazine for gourmets. I notice the nip in your garden so this magazine is a must. No, we don’t want a magazine, we can use the computer for recipes. Aww…I’m trying to pay my way through Rodent School and that is not cheap. NO! Now, go away. But Miss Beautiful you have to see the wonderful recipes…. Get off my deck this instant!
Who’s this Joe Crow, Kali? He says his name is Mister End Spray and he’s selling subscriptions to “Nips Anonymous” magazine. MOL, MOL,MOL ….*snort*….what an odd name. This guy is relentless so don’t look at him Shoko….he’ll go away. Take your paws off our deck or I’ll, I’ll get my mom after you. Scram. It’s always something Shoks.