Little Cat Feet

"The fog comes on little cat feet. It sits looking over the harbor and city on silent haunches, and then, moves on." - Carl Sandburg

My Photo
Name:
Location: Twin Cities, Minnesota, United States

Shaggy and his littermate brother Scooby came to live with us in October 2005, when they were 5 years old. Scout arrived in 2006 at the age of 6 weeks. Scooby passed over very suddenly to the Rainbow Bridge on April 1, 2012 and is remembered fondly and missed deeply.

Friday, May 30, 2008

Shaggy's Dictionary

SPRING: That lovely time of year when the flowers bloom and the trees leaf out. Warm sunny days prevail and the birds sing and build their nests to raise their young. The windows are open to let in fresh breezes and enchanting smells like freshly cut grass and lilacs and barbecues.
Reality: Crappity crap crap crap. Gloomy, nearly constant rain. Flowers shivering in their pots deciding whether they should live or die. Momma grouching because she has to still layer up to go outside. The windows stay closed. The furnace is still on! Dad can't golf!! No sun, just gloom.

Friday, May 23, 2008

Scout is 3





Today I am 3!
Why does mom still call me Baby when I am a Mancat?
Here is my newborn picture. My mom got me from her friend Ashley. My momma cats name was Chicken because she was askeered of a lot of noises like trucks outside & vacuum cleaners and thunder. I was a litter of one. Just me. No siblings, so I got all momma's attention and milk!!!

I came to my forever home on the 4th of July, so I'm no chicken. Noises don't bother me at all. I was 7 weeks old and big for my age. Mom took me to the vet before she brought me home and he thought I was a month older than I actually was. But as you can see, we have photographic evidence. I was also a precocious kitten. That means daring and bold. They tried to get me to stay in the spare room but I kept climbing the gate, so they gave up in a couple days and I got to know the house. It's pretty much my castle now.

I think I'm going to like being 3.

Saturday, May 17, 2008

Weekend


We are all doing fine here and enjoying the weekend.
This includes lots of naps of course.
-Shaggy & Scout

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Need Advice


Ok, all you Blogosphere cats.
Our mom has to go to her vet on Friday for a thing called a colonoscopy.
She wants us to have our friends ask their people if they have ever had that done and if they have any helpful hints and advice.
Thanks gang!
-Scooby
pee ess: Hi Sophia!

Friday, May 09, 2008

The Piggies Take Over


Hi!
It's us, The Piggies, Emma Sue, I'm brown, and Sasha, I'm white.
Mom's been having a crazy week.
Our boy - well he's not a boy, he's 19 - was in the hospital with diabetes complications for 4 days and mom has not been feeling so good either.
So, we will tell you about us. Emma is older, age 4 and Sasha is 3. Mom adopted both of us because we needed a good home. She does that a lot and once had 8 piggies at once.
Emma was just hard to adopt and outlived her time at the pet store, but Sasha had her leg broken by some little kids who played too rough with her. She was taken back to the store, fixed up at their vet and put up for adoption.

We eat our guinea pig pellets practically all day long. In the morning Carrot Giver, known as mom, gives us each a baby carrot. If she forgets, we squeal at her until she remembers. In the evening we either get parsley, broccoli, or some other crunchy veggie that might be around, sometimes fruit like apples, oranges or watermelon or grapes.
Every day we get a big pile of timothy hay which we like to burrow into and munch all day long. We cannot digest our food with out it.
And the last thing we do all day long is.....poop. Yep. Massive quantities of pellets!
We love to get held and have lap time, but if its for too long, we will pee on that persons lap. It's actually a sign of affection. Truly. It is.
Thanks for letting us into the Cat Blogosphere today, cats! Good to hang out here. Just please don't ask if you can eat us. We are not a snack. But try telling that to Scout. He stalks us all the time.
Bye! Gotta go eat & poo again!


Thursday, May 08, 2008

Songbirds

We were very sad to read in the newspaper today that thousands of songbirds have died here in Minnesota due to the very long, cold spring we had this year, and a heavy late-April snowfall. Hardest hit are swallows, bluebirds, kinglets, sparrows, robins & warblers. The insect eating birds could not find find food when they arrived during the migration and starved to death.
Dead birds are being found in nesting boxes, some huddled together in a futile attempt to keep warm. One man spotted a lethargic tree swallow sitting along a country road and suspected trouble. When he checked his nesting boxes he found 19 dead tree swallows. In one state park, 27 swallows and 2 bluebirds were found dead in the boxes.
The weather is just now warming up so the insects should be along soon, we hope, before too many more birds die.

Friday, May 02, 2008

Knock-Knock Fundraiser


Knock Knock!

Who's there?

Tuna.

Tuna, who?

You can tuna piano, but you can't tuna fish!

Camies Kitties, we hope this helps even just a little bit for Mu Shue, Lilly Lu & Iris!! Thanks for doing it! Love, SS&S