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Over the years, many of you have commented on Allegra’s window perch. It’s definitely one of her favorite places to hang out, as it was for all the cats that came before her. In fact, I bought this perch in the mid 1980’s for Feebee, and it’s held up well all these years. Continue Reading
Hi everyone, it’s Ruby! Mom has been hogging the blog, and it’s about time that I get to write something. I’ve been a busy little kitten, helping Mom work, playing with my sister, and trying really hard to stay out of trouble.
But what I really want to tell you about is the excitement we had here a couple of days ago. Let me set the scene: we have a lot of really big trees in our backyard. I love sitting on my window perch next to Mom’s desk, and looking out over the backyard. There’s always something going on: there are birds, and squirrels, and occasionally even bunnies and foxes. And one of the big tree branches was so close to the window that sometimes, I came eye to eye with a bird or squirrel! I love that!
Well, apparently, Mom doesn’t love that particular branch as much as I do, because I’ve heard her muttering that “we need to do something about this.” I didn’t know what that meant. What on earth could be wrong with a tree branch that provided daily entertainment for me?Continue Reading
Since I last talked to all of you, spring has finally arrived here. What this means for me, since I’m an indoor kitty, is that mom leaves the windows open so I can enjoy the breeze and the spring smells. My favorite place to do that from is on one of my window perches. I have two – one in Mom’s office next to her desk, and one in our bedroom. I spend more time on the one in Mom’s office, because then I can be close to her while she’s working.
In the afternoons, I like to hang out in our living room, because it has lots of sunny spots, especially late afternoon. I can either sprawl out on the couch, or on the blue rocking chair. I like to mix it up a bit.
The other thing that’s new in my life is that Mom has been feeding me some different food. She says it’s called “raw.” I’m not entirely sure about it yet. Sometimes I really like it and eat it straight up. Other times, I just don’t feel like eating it, so Mom mixes it in with my canned food. She thinks she’s fooling me that way, but please. Of course I know it’s in there. I just humor her and eat it that way. I like to keep her guessing. The only thing I don’t like is that now, if I don’t finish every last bite on my dish, it disappears after about half an hour. That’s usually not a problem for me, I’m a pretty quick eater, but I do like to leave a few morsels to enjoy a little bit later as an in between meal snack, and now, that doesn’t seem to be an option any longer. I’m not sure how I feel about that yet. Mom has explained to me that she can’t leave the food with the raw meat in it out longer than half an hour, because it starts going bad, but that doesn’t make any sense to me. How could food ever be bad?
I know she’s making this change because she wants me to be healthy and live for a long time, and I want that, too. I just wish that it wouldn’t mess with my eating routine. Humans – always something with them. What I do like about this change, though, is that Mom keeps trying to introduce different flavors. So far, I’ve dined on chicken, turkey and rabbit. I like the turkey and chicken, I’m not sure about the rabbit yet. It tastes a bit, well, gamey. I saw her looking at Cornish Game Hen on the computer. Hmmm – that sounds interesting. I think I’ll keep giving this new food a chance for a little longer.
