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.
Today is a sad day indeed and The Canadian Cats does not talk about unhappy events…USUALLY. However, 9/11 was devastating to so many, we can not pretend life went on as normal. Life changed from that day forward. Security is tight and feelings of mistrust lie just under the surface of several people.
Everyone remember’s where they were when the Trade Centers were hit by passenger planes and exploded into infamy. A horrific and unbelievable event. As were the other tragedies of 9/11. The toll of those touched by this day is monumental. Canada responded with Operation Yellow Ribbon. The aim of the Canadian government was to remove potential destructive air traffic from the US airspace as quickly as possible. There were a total of 238 planes grounded on Canadian soil due to Operation Yellow Ribbon..
It is now 15 years from that monstrous day. Are we safer now? Do we respect our fellow-man once again? We’re working on it and it may take a long time to gain the trust we had before 9/11. However, New York City is still here and where there is life there is hope. NEVER AGAIN LORD, NEVER AGAIN
I have stated that this blog is for fun times and is meant to make us laugh and to put the difficulties of life into perspective. However, there are times that are just unpleasant and so very sad but they require a reaction. She was a Service Cat, a best friend and a loving family member. I’m talking about Lexi High. She lost her ongoing battle yesterday. Dezi and her mom are wracked with sadness. Slowly this sadness will pass and the terrible hurt will disappear but all the fun times will always be there to draw on in hard times. We are humbled today and filled with loss. Kali and Shoko join me in saying we love you Lexi and know that one day we will meet again.
Lexi’s pictures were used with Deziworld’s watermark but permission was asked of the blog.
Well, mom had to get on this harness kick again. So on the harness went and she called me to come downstairs to the basement. I don’t like to walk while wearing this thing. I know I look like there is a saddle, which is far too heavy for me, straddled to my back. Also I mince on by with tiny steps. Dad laughed when I walked by him. Finally, I made it to the basement. There was a reward waiting for me.
See my race car in the background. Now, seeing as mom gave me a treat each time I walked for the treat. I wouldn’t walk unless I got a treat. It didn’t take mom long to figure this out either. Pretty soon Kali was in the basement with us getting all the attention and treats. Mom was so happy Kali was getting exercise for her hip. Well, mom ran out of treats and Kali and mom went upstairs while I minced along much more slowly.
While they were waiting for moi, Kali posed for a picture in my toque.
After we had a rest from our frolicking in the basement Mom decided to have a peek at Elfin John who has been busy fishing in the kitchen sink. Heck he caught 2 spoons and a small fork. He told mom he was ready to go back in the nightie drawer till later in the year. So Kali helped him into the drawer.
Kali tucked him in for a long nap and we all got a little sad.
I brought Kali into the living room where we discovered our friend had sent us some goodies. Kali was overcome by the feathers as I was and soon Elfin John was forgotten.
Trust mom to snap the picture when we looked away from the feathers. Really mom, get with it.
You sure that everything is in your bag? Don’t forget anything Bashful. We loved your visit and you are leaving with two great friends. Willow and Sky take good care of each other and enjoy Georgia. It’s never cold like here and Bashful’s mom said she’d help you become a Rocky Herbalist, Sky. Mom and dad will drive you to the airport. Have a safe flight my friends. Aww…Sky wipe away that tear. We’ll talk and mom says they’ll be going down that way in the winter. You haven’t seen the last of us. There they go Kali, winging their way to Georgia. I feel kinda sad. *Waves at the plane* C’mon Shoks let’s get some nip and relax. I could chase you around the house Kali. No, thank you Shoko. Maybe when you learn to retract those claws. Hey, Cow-Kitty move over. Two sad gals comin’ through. I hope this works Kali.
Good grief, we thought you two would never wake up! You both slept for more than 48 hours. *Yawn* We were very tired. I guess everything that has happened caught up with us.
Hello and thank you for all your help. Not many would put up with us and keep us warm and as dry as possible. My name is Willow and I am Sky’s big sister. We have been staying in Williams Creek for several weeks now. We managed to find enough food to keep rollin’ on. The nights were the worst….the male stones that worked sifting gold all day would get totally stoned and want to rock with ladies and harass us. They would finally settle on some cheap looking cracked rocks that were out for a good time.
I was taught stone physiology and am able to work as a nurse for any sand based shape. I have helped several female rocks give birth to the tiniest of pebbles. This is the satisfying part of being a Stoned Nurse. I am capable of helping a hurt stone or pebble. What happened to your mom? Mom left to pursue her dreams of becoming a Herbalist Stone. Oregano is a tranquil and calming herb to us, so mom found a school in Quesnel (kwa-nel) that deals with the properties of herbs and has a course designed for us. Before mom left us she said she wasn’t coming back to Barkerville and wished us the best and then she rolled on with her worldly belongings in a knapsack. We were sad for awhile but she was doing what she always wanted to do and when we saw your carrying bag laying on the grass we knew it was our chance to leave Barkerville forever. So we rolled on over to your blue bag and the flat cats helped us hop aboard. So, why did you run into the Lane? We were worried about you. Sky was quite worried. Well Kali I panicked. There were so many cats….granted they were mostly flats but they scared me. Well, we’re all here now and lets enjoy each others company.
Shoko – black
Sky – red violet
Willow – hot pink
Kali – orange