Flashback Friday

First, TBT posted on his own blog about a possible solution to difficulties of commenting on blogs.    But that is not our concern.

Today we visit  this time in 2008.  Long way back!  Ayla, Skeeter, and LC were The Mews back then.  

Dad always claimed not to like cats very much, but he shook a rattley mouse to get her attention near him. And he enjoyed her attention.  Some guys just can't admit to liking cats. 

And she enjoyed his attention too.  She has always been attuned to human guys.  Which annoyed Mom no end.  She was always the one who loved cats (and especially Siamese).  I had to guide Ayla to Mom for attention.  Which worked OK.

I suppose Ayla was so used to me, that it transferred to Dad.

Dad was a mechanical engineer, and was fascinated by how cat toys were made.  He admired the "rattlies" inside.  But as I said, an "engineer". I bet if he had he designed one himself (and he could have if he wanted to), it would have been the size of a rat because he would have made it large enough to move on its own, have an opening for nip, squeak realistically, and maybe even try to bite back.  LOL.

Dad liked Skeeter because Skeeter was so calm.  I recall some pictures of Skeeter just sitting on Dad's lap (and Dad with a happy smile), but some pictures have gone off to "limbo-land" randomly.  My Photo Library has many early blank spots after all these years.

Skeeter wasn't in great shape then.  Dad commented on it.  I told him that Skeeter was near to "going to The Bridge" at 16.5 years.  He understood.

Meanwhile, LC (who was not so happy with Strangers) sat on the table and watched everyone carefully.

She was quite surprised when Skeeter was on Dad's lap (he was way too heavy for Mom).

Between parental attentions, Skeeter sat on the easy chair to rest.  That was my chair, but I never bothered him there.

I knew Skeeter was getting tired and leaving my world gradually, but I didn't know it would only be 3 more weeks...

National Pet Parents Day

Since today is in honor of our Beins who took good care of us, we thought we just show pictures of TBT/Dad.  With US of course...

And, the whole him...

And finally, the Grandparents.  Cuz they were Pet Parents too...

Flashback Friday

Today we revisit 2 weeks ago in 2008...  TBTs parents were visiting.  The Dad always claimed to not like cats but he was always good and attentive.  TBT says he probably just dint like cleaning litterboxes.  He's even holding a toy ta toss to me!

The Mom couldnt move very well, so she watched Skeeter, LC, and ME going about our daily lives.  And since we were all friendly (and curious) they saw a lot of us.  TBT tossed toys around so we could show off our hunting skills (though he couldnt toss toys and take pics at the same time. 

The Mom always loved cats (and Siamese females the best) so I spent a lot of time where she could see me.

The Dad was amazed at modern cat toys.  They rattled, they had realistic fur, they had tails and ears!  He said "Back in my day, cat toys were fan-folded wax paper on strings, crumpled paper balls, and ping-pong balls".  I'm sure glad toys got better!

The Dad especially liked Skeeter because of his age, maybe (I didn't mind).  TBT had explained that Skeeter was on his last legs with kidney problems, so if they saw an "embarrassment" on the floor to just let him know so he could clean it up.  (Skeeter went over The Bridge a month later)

The Dad called him a Good Old Boy and made sure to give him attention whenever he was near.  Ya can kinna tell from this picture, he was was gettin old (well, both of them).

LC mostly watched them at a distance.  She was a bit suspicious of anyone who too Skeeters attention away from her.  But it wasn't like she went and hid in the bedroom either.  She just watched...  The Mom objected ta us cats on the dining table, but the blue cloth just covered the real tablecloth and he removed it for dinner.

A little nervous when they walked past her...

But dint run either.

Skeeter sat in the old Easy Chair most of the visit.

It was the last visit from The Dad and The Mom.  The Mom went over The Bridge less than 2 years later to stay with her own beloved cats Kittigree, Kenani, and Hai Yu Phin.  The Dad came to stay for a couple years in 2012 but he wasn't the same.  I mean, he was still kind and all, but he never remembered we (Me, Marley, and Iza then) were there unless he saw us.  And sometimes he seemed surprised to see us.  It got a little weird as we had to constantly re-introduce ourselfs.  And he kept seeing animals and people in the back yard when we and TBT couldn't.

The Dad left here in 2014.  In fact, TBT only just found these pictures in a "wrong folder" and added them back to the cat pics folder last week.  So this is kinna special...