Howdy folks, Here we are at the end of 2018. It’s been a year of many changes for me. Kali, my best friend, left for the Rainbow Bridge in February. We were all crushed and so unhappy for months. I no longer had my friend to give a bad time or laugh with over the silly things mom does. In May mom brought a rat home to live with us.
Man, did she stink! P. U. Furthermore she couldn’t do anything fun. She was too small and couldn’t even run that far without crashing and falling asleep.
She was so proud of herself for climbing the cat pole. A simple task for me.
I sat her down and explained how she should act towards me, “You only have to bow once, Tyebe.”
“Oh, there’s a fly! Whatever, Shoko….talk later.” She just didn’t understand the respect I deserved. What a ding dong.
In August, this strange lookin’ furry guy was fascinated with Fort Meezer. He would sit on the mattress under the bench and watch Tyebe playing. Some might even say a dirty ole man but he turned out to want the best for Tyebe and would alert mom if Tyebe was straying.
In September he started coming in the house for some supper. Finally, he moved in and never looked back.
So my home environment has drastically changed. I am slowly getting used to the changes. These two have no respect for their elders but I’ll pound it into them.
It’s time for a selfie. The last Sunday Selfie of the year and our host once again is the ever popular, The Cat On My Head.
Budd, tell me about the Lane and life on the road. What do ya wanna know little one? Did you have any friends, Budd? I sure did, lots of friends.Who was your best friend and what was he like? Well, I’d have to say Sal was a steady friend that liked the same food as me. He was a big guy, like me and we’d make the rounds of houses together. Sal could make the most pitiful puss by drooping his whiskers and making wide innocent eyes.hehe What a guy. His one weakness was salmon. He was crazyover salmon and would do almost anything if the result was him getting salmon. One day after a particularly heavy rain I told Sal that there was a salmon swimming in in a deep puddle in the Lane. You know he went through every puddle in the Lane to find that salmon. Later that day he came up to me with a piece ofsalmon in his mouth. “Dood, I found that salmon in the last puddle in the Lane and it was delish. I put aside a huge piece for you but a few hours after I ate my share, I got salmon withdrawal and had to eat your share. I mean dood, I was shaking, seeing little fishies that weren’t there. It was horrible”, said Sal.Was it true, Budd?We’ll never know for sure Tyebe. There are strange things done in the Lane after a full moon and the night before the salmon showed up there was a full moon.
Hey Kali, what are you gettin’ Buddy for Valentine’s Day? Gee, Shoks I was planning on making him a gift. I thought a poem about us and a pretty card would be great. I don’t know Kali, your creative ventures look like, well, like you made it . You nap too much. Don’t be rude Shoks, I do my best and Buddy will love knowing I tried my best and gave him such a unique gift. No one else will have the gift I’ll give him. I remember when I met him for the first time at your 7th Gotcha Party Shoks. I was so excited and when he spoke to me, I felt like a school girl.
I could tell Buddy felt the same way about me. He was so strong and handsome laying there with such handsome blue furs. Shoko how did you and Einstein meet? Well, Einey and I had known each other for a long time in Cat Scouts and we always had fun together. Timmy and Einstein were regulars at the pawties in Cat Scouts and our relationship just blossomed from there. So we were friends first and then we found we were even more attracted to each other.
We make such a cute couple. What a guy I have. So what are you going to give him Shoko? Something from the heart or a more elaborate store bought gift. Iwanted to give him a mouse…I found a nest under some snow when the snow started to melt. How would I get it to him? He lives in Pennysill-vainia. Mom says that is very far from here. I believe mom too. We have a town named Penny up here but the town and the peeps/cats are not vain. I never thought of that Shoks but do you think everybody in Pennysill-vainia is vain. No way is Einey or Buddy vain so I doubt anybody else in the family is…although Miss Fitz might be a tad vain but then she is very pretty so maybe she has reason. Let’s face it she has so many brothers she deserves a perk now and again. I’ll have to keep thinking about a gift Kali. What are your preparations for Valentine’s Day my friends? Is there someone special in your life? A cat that has all the right moves.
I broke my own rule today. I vowed I would never climb, other than jumping over the fence that is….well today I saw a woodpecker. You know, the feathery guys with one big long nose that goes tap-tap-tap on the chimney. Well, I had enough of this Joe Woodpecker and wanted him gone.
Here I am inching my way up the Arbor and the Northern Flicker Woodpecker is sitting on the roof of the greenhouse. Dad got out his bird book and looked him up for me. Thanks dad.
By the time I was up on the Arbor and already to tell that woodpecker where to go….he was gone. It was dang slippery up on those wooden bars but I stayed up there for awhile just to make sure that guy didn’t come back.
Meanwhile Kali was keeping the basket warm so I curled up with her when I got in…….just to keep warm and snuggy. Elsewhere in the house, Elfin John was keeping himself amused.
Yumpin’ yimminy I caught another nip sardine. This is one great fishing hole.
Mom was making Potato and Leek soup for supper and dad was wishing for Chinese food. Dad won and the potato and leek soup will be savoured another day.
Mom and dad, happy anniversary from Kali and I. We promise to be good and not barf from overeating for the whole day. You’ve been married for 44 years…holy dude, that’s like forever. hehehe
Today is selfie Sunday so I have a selfie with Elfin John. Do drop by the blog Timmy’s Commentary and view all the other special anipal selfies.
Mom took a picture of this late, late blooming Clematis, Alpine Willy. It’s suppose to bloom in the early spring…guess it got messed up. heheShoko is off to Cat Scouts tomorrow for her British Columbia Train Adventure. This is the last trip she will be doing for the ThunderCats Patrol. She is stepping down as Patrol Leader and the new Patrol Leader will be Pete Hartley. Shoko says he is a fun guy and will add a little extra dynamic to the ThunderCats.Have a great weekend my friends and if you can come to Cat Scouts and see me and my friends, we’d love it. We’re holding our trip by The Campfire from noon to 5 pm EST. Press Cat Scouts
We have been busy planting veggie seeds and generally doing all things to do with the garden, such as planting transplants with fertilizer and bone meal. Bone meal gives these wee guys strong roots and it smells divine…at least to us kitties.
This stinks!! But I like it…purrrr
We were minding our own business last Thursday and a young cat came up and talked at, not just me but mom too. Mom, of course told this young male how handsome he was. His smokey grey fur was not knotted, teeth clean, ears clean, he was very friendly and not afraid of humans. He stayed and stayed. When mom and I went inside the grey floofy cat came with us. Of all the nerve, he jumped in my toy box and stuck his head into my toys. Mom thought it was cute. I sure didn’t and neither did dad. Dad took this young boy outside and put him on the deck. I gotta admit the young guy was a looker. I wouldn’t tell him that and practiced my pathetic hiss. Kali got into the act and really hissed at him. Her hiss made him think twice.
We all went to bed and guess who was waiting for us in the morning….you got it….young grey cat was sitting on the rug outside. Mom always has a big bowl of water on the deck for cats that come for nip and get thirsty. This wee guy was hungry….you could tell by his cry. Mom fed him and he gobbled it down. Mom was starting to think he had been dumped in our Lane. There was no collar or ID of any kind. Mom decided to leave him for another day and see if anyone was calling for him. Dad was talking with this wee guy too. Mom heard him say, “I think I’ll call you George.” This signalled to mom that they were starting to get attached. Me? No, I wasn’t getting attached. I wanted this guy gone! He was obnoxious in his playfulness. Whenever I turned around, he was running at me….I know now he just wanted to play but at the time I thought he was coming after me. The good news…my hisser is stronger from using it more.
The next day was Saturday and our wee friend was still here so mom fed him when she fed us. He gobbled it down again…a hungry lad. Mom decided it was time to call the SPCA and they answered mom’s questions. They are a “no kill” society unless the animal is nasty to humans and cannot be trained to like humans. It was Spring and their cages were full but they did have one cage free. Mom and dad took the wee lad down to the SPCA in Kali’s cage. The poor guy was scared. Mom and dad sat with him for a wee while down at the SPCA. The nice lady gave him the name Oak St.(our street) and a Pet ID#. They told mom she could call at any time to find out how he was. Mom and dad left feeling positive that Oak St. would find a forever home.