Whisker Hump Wednesday

Back in the 80's no kitty had greater whisker humps than Mommy's beloved T-Gray! She still misses him and knows that he's waiting for her at the bridge, whisker humps and all!

The Rudy Report

Hola kitties! It's ME - RUDY! with your Rudy Report! Summer has not made my appetite smaller and I am enjoying the first hint of autumn breezes. My report will be om Parker Pie, I am happy to report that she's about 85% back to her old, ornery self. She even bapped my on the nose while we were out on the deck! That's the sister I know and love! Parker goes to see Dr. Joe next week and I hope he agrees that she's better. Daddy has been slipping her extra stinky goodness while the rest of us pretend to nap. We know he's doing it - we're just nice that way! She wants all of her weight back on before she'll allow any pictures. So in the meantime you'll just need to feast your eyes on my handsomeness!
Keep those tails high kitties!

Parker Updates



Hey there kitties - just a little update on how I am feeling. I have gained back some of the weight I had lost and I am getting a little more active. I have been getting extra stinky goodness from Daddy and Mommy thinks that I may have "turned a corner".  All I have to say is that if turning a corner involves extra stinky goodness, I have my turn signal on!
Smoochies kitties - enjoy your weekend!

For Misses Peach



Dear Friend, We will miss you



She was an angel on earth. Now she has her wings...

 

Where to Bury A Cat

There are various places within which a cat may be buried. We are thinking now of a tabby cat, a striped cat, whose coat was like watered silk, and who, so far as we are aware, never entertained a mean or an unworthy thought. This cat is buried beneath a cherry tree, under four feet of garden loam, and at its proper season the cherry strews petals on the green lawn of his grave. Beneath a cherry tree, or an apple, or any flowering shrub of the garden, is an excellent place to bury a good cat. For beneath such trees, such shrubs, he slept in the drowsy summer, or chased bees, or lifted head to challenge some winged intruder. These are good places, in life or in death. For if the cat be well remembered, if sometimes he leaps through your dreams actual as in life, eyes kindling, questing, asking, laughing, begging, it matters not at all where that cat sleeps at long and at last. On a hill where the wind is unrebuked and the trees are roaring, or beside a stream he knew in kittenhood, or somewhere in the flatness of a pasture land, where the most exhilarating moles burrow. It is all one to the cat, and all one to you, and nothing is gained, and nothing lost -- if memory lives. But there is one best place to bury a cat. One place that is best of all. If you bury him in this spot, the secret of which you must already have guessed, he will come to you when you call -- come to you over the grim, dim frontiers of death, and down the well-remembered path, and to your side again. And though you call a dozen living cats, they shall not hiss at him, nor resent his coming, for he is yours and he belongs there. People may scoff at you, who see no lightest blade of grass bent by his footfall, who hear no mew pitched too fine for mere audition, people who may never really have had a cat. Smile at them then, for you shall know something that is hidden from them, and which is well worth the knowing. The one best place to bury a good cat is in the heart of his owner.

by Ben Hur Lampman, Portland Oregonian, 1921

The Rudy Report

Nom, Nom, Nom...oh, hey kittties - it's ME! - RUDY! with your Rudy Report. There has been so much happening that I don't know where to start. I can start reporting by letting you know that I really love cat grass. But I think you can see that...
Here is my report on Parker Pie. I am worried about my little sister. She is not bouncing back the way we had hoped she would. Her appetite is still pretty hearty, but she sleeps a lot (even for a cat!) and she no longers plays with her toys the way that she always did. On the up side, she uses the box with no trouble and she seems to be in a pretty good mood (when she is awake). She is still too skinny. She has a Dr. Joe appointment in about a week and a half, but Mommy will probably make one sooner is we do not see improvement in a few days. Needless to say the 'rents are on high alert.
Mommy still needs to update you on the Bony Boys (it's all good news), but right now, her #1 priority is keeping an eye on Parker. Any good thoughts that you could send Park's way would be appreciated.
Keep your tails high kitties.

Happy 10th Birthday To ME!

Hi everykitty!Today I celebrate my 10th birthday. I am still not feeling so hot. Mommy and Daddy are keeping a close eye on me and I get all the treats and stinky goodness a gal could want. Hopefully soon, I will feel much better and celebrate in style.
Smoochies to all of you!

Friday Funny

One of these "tails" is not like the others...

How Not To Start The Weekend...

Me, right before I blew all of my fur all over the room!

As the orange menace reported yesterday, I was stuffed into the PTU on Friday morning and brought to Dr. Joe's for my annual wellness exam. I was OK with it, I love Dr. Joe, he's very gentle and he really likes kitties. But when he weighed me he said "Hmmmm...". Now Mommy never likes it when he says "Hmmmm...". Seems as though I had lost some weight. After many questions about how I have been eating, acting, how I am in the litter box department - you know the drill...I had to get my bloods stolen AND he took some of my ::pee::!  Turns out I am running a low-grade infection again. So I had to get a shot and I have to go back in three weeks and do it all over again. Dr. Joe said that I just might be prone to these things and told my Mommy not to worry. But she's Mommy and she has been worrying. Dr. Joe said that Mommy has to remember that I am getting older (!) and that I'm not a kitten any more. I resemble that remark - I'm going to be 10 years old very soon. I don't think that makes me a geezer cat - I'm the baby of our little cat family!

So if you can, think good thoughts that I'll check out A-OK when I go back and see Dr. Joe. Thanks kitties, smoochies to all of you!



The Rudy Report

Hello kitties! It's ME - RUDY! with your Rudy Report. As you can see, my furs are still very short, but are growing out. My fur feels like velvet and as a result, I get a lot of pets and strokes from the 'rents and anyone else who happens my way. So there's another reason that this shave-down was a good idea!

Mommy spent her birthday at the little shelter. They had a big garage sale and an open house. They raised a lot of much needed green papers, but the best thing about the day was, are you ready for this? - - - they adopted 12 kitties that day -  12 KITTIES!!! Mommy said that it was the best part of her birthday. One of the kitties had lived there for 3 years. She found a home with a great Mom and Dad and a big sister who just loved her! And the very last adoption of the day was Heather, who was Mommy's special, most favorite kitty at the shelter. And unlike the tears Mommy cried when the Bony Boys were dumped  at the shelter on Wednesday night, her tears this time were tears of joy.

Heather, about a week before she found her forever home.





So it was a pretty good week. There's lots more to share. Tomorrow Parker is going to tell you about her annual check up with Dr. Joe last Friday. She got a little more than she bargined for...
AND we will update on the Bony Boys, lots of good news there!
Keep those tails high kitties!

How To Spend A Saturday In O Hi O!

Here's what Mommy will be doing today! I hope they raise a lot of green papers for the animals!

And just so you know - those sweet puppies I showed you on Thursday are doing well. More to follow! I have lots of stories to tell!

A Sad, Sad Story



What kind of "human" lets this happen?

Late in the afternoon after everyone had left the shelter for the day, the board president came back to the shelter to do some more work. These two puppies, plus another were found dumped and abandoned outside the receiving door. You can see every bone, they were covered in fleas and they were starving. I cannot tell you how sad this is. These poor guys were fed and given a flea bath. Please pray that they make a great recovery, our little shelter is determined to see that they get healthy and find awesome forever homes.
Mommy does not cry very often, but last night...she did.

Wordless Wednesday

The Rudy Report

Hello, Hello, hello kitties! It's me - RUDY! with your Rudy Report! I have to tell ya' the 'rents had a great idea when they decided to get me a shave-down! I am matt-free, cool and handsome. The sun feels great on my coat, I don't have to deal with getting overheated and clean-up is a breeze. I also want to note that I have maintained my extreme handsomeness. I really don't see a downside to the entire ordeal - well maybe that whole PTU/grooming experience thing...but what's done is done...

Keep those tails high kitties - and stay cool, the hots are not over.



Just Hangin' Around



Puff is a very clever gal. She knows that when Mommy comes home from the green paper hunting grounds that she will have to pass the cat tree AND the treat canister. So what does the Puffster do? She hangs out ON the tree waiting for Mommy to dispense smoochies AND a liberal dose of treats.
And they say I am the smart one...hmmm...

Wordless Wednesday

The Rudy Report

Who ya' callin' Popeye?

Hi ya' kitties! it's me - RUDY! with your Rudy Report! The Hots? We has them! But with my new 'do I'm much cooler than those other felines that live here. But I am worried about the 'rents. I think they are getting forgetful - they keep callin' me Popeye - that isn't my name! I know they're getting older, but you'd think they'd remember my name! I guess I 'yam who I 'yam...(you'll know that joke if you are the same age as my 'rents...).
Keep those tails high kitties!