Sunday, April 18, 2021

Mrs. Fix(ed)-It

Ever since the big aquarium die-off in 2019 thanks to ich my tropical fish-keeping struggles have continued. Right now I have no pets at all living in my ten gallon tank. The filter is still running in case I decide to try again but with two curious young cats it’s best left alone. That room turned into a virtual storage locker for items threatened by Terra’s boundless, energetic curiosity. ~grin~ My twenty-nine gallon tank houses just two spotfin gobies and some snails.

In the last week or so that filter began making unusual noises. I disassembled the unit planning to lubricate its magnetic impeller, which worked in past. Alas, the core with attached rotating fins came out while the magnet stayed behind. I didn’t even realize this initially; the thing has been so reliable as to need no regular maintenance. Taking apart my smaller filter revealed the problem. Of course a size difference made swapping parts impossible. ~sigh~ My husband suggested ordering a new filter upon learning all my finagling rendered that larger pump useless.

The Crucial Part

So I did. Still, I decided to try a marine life safe adhesive on the impeller (I found no Aqueon replacement impellers for sale). Immediately reassembling the unit failed spectacularly. Oops. Allowing a second application of glue to cure overnight achieved partial success. The pump functioned with a horrible racket. With nothing left to lose I took nail clippers to the four plastic fins, angling the inward facing corners. Success! Now I have a spare filter.

Would you go ahead and replace the older filter? Or should I lobby my husband to support me in buying another tank? ~wink~ Have I mentioned his recurring nightmare in I secretly converted our cellar into a huge fish habitat?


Tuesday, April 13, 2021

Harbingers of Spring - & - Learning to Accept My Power Animal

There is no doubt that flowering trees, shrubs, and perennials tell us summer is nigh. Inside our home the annual earnest ant invasion began. I am happy to say that applying fresh caulk upon the kitchen window ledge seems to have solved the problem. I discovered this trick a few years ago and much prefer this solution to using poisons.
Discovered on an afternoon walk

Another creature that likes our home are centipedes. They tend to appear in high numbers during early to late spring and again in autumn. I’ve mentioned these insects before and apologize if you’ve read these same stories.

At any rate, my husband remains oblivious to their presence while I see them almost every day. Years ago a particularly obnoxious crop of these creepy crawlers gave me close up and personal attention. One found its way onto the bedspread and trundled right toward where I lay stretched across the mattress with my journal. Another got inside an unlatched DVD case and fell down the front of my blouse when I picked it up.


I am trying to intellectually embrace these beneficial hunters. They are fast, strong, and nocturnal. What’s not to like? And it’s impossible to know how many harmful insects centipedes have spared us. My instinctual disgust does result in crushing a specimen here and there.

Have you ever witnessed a housecat gleefully fling a centipede about? Can you suggest how I might overcome my revulsion?


Monday, April 12, 2021

Health, Home, and Garden Updates

A check-up with my primary care physician last week revealed a pleasant surprise. I lost a few more pounds, despite not going to lift weights or swim at the YMCA. It seems simple housekeeping, heavy duty yard work, and chasing kittens keep me plenty active. ~grin~ Below is footage of the small DIY in-ground fountain I installed.

The sound of running water has always appealed to me. I prefer waves crashing onto a sandy beach but this will suffice for now. Sad to say, we don’t have so much as a pond or stream on our property.

I appreciate all who read my silly blog, but special thanks to Pam for checking in saying you missed fresh posts. And to answer your question, the new sink faucet is awesome!

My husband found this at a huge discount
just because its package had been opened
& we found not a single (!) missing part.

While I can
t even tell from my own photo, would it bother you that the stainless steel finish doesnt matched the soap dispensers brushed metal look? Would you be willing to pay upwards of five to seven hundred dollars (US) for such an apparatus?


Monday, March 29, 2021

Word(s) of the Day

Yesterday my husband shared a new addition to the Urban Dictionary. He knows I’m a language geek and figured I’d be amused.

One who has been fully vaccinated for the Covid-19 virus and brags about it.

I wasn’t terribly amused until I saw the entry using this slang term in a sentence. I mean, come on...

Two weeks after the second shot that vaxhole is posting selfies from a Cancun bar.

That is something a jerk would do. ~snort~ But I couldn’t resist turning the table on my guy, who decided to replace our kitchen faucet with an industrial grade unit he saw at his brother’s house.

Michael provided the information only to hear his baby brother brag about finding the exact same model for a huge discount. I promptly called my hubby a sinkhole. In all sincerity, I hope no pieces are missing. We shall see come Friday.

US consumer retail price:

Do you think this bargain will pay off or be a bust? How often have you been disappointed by a supposed like new purchase?


Wednesday, March 24, 2021

Sleep Thread

Still concerned about diarrhea suffered by our kitties, my thoughts often wander. This evening I dozed off and woke thinking of the word Strongyloides.
Kitties in Repose
With no conscious knowledge, I attributed this to "House MD" and some mental glitch. We watched through the entire series more than once. And linguistic terms, medical or other, often stick in my head.

To my surprise, this is a real threat to mammals. I will address it with our vets, who wish to see the kittens again.

~fingers crossed~

Do you believe solutions can be revealed in our dreams? How did I suddenly conjure this nematode's name?


Friday, March 19, 2021

Replies, Thanks, & a Palaye Royale Bonus

I'll start with a belated response to Pam's excellent question as to whether our home has wall hangings and who put them up. Well, on a good day I can drive a nail in straight. As for my kitchen shelf debacle, drilling a hole would have been ideal but my drill was all the way downstairs.

~rolls eyes~ I just kept hammering away into what must have been a wall stud instead of being smart. And we own a wall stud finder! Oh, well. I would never attempt projects at Pam's skilled level.

Strayer, bless her and all the thousands of stray cats she's helped, mentioned Giardia causing feline diarrhea. I did a quick search, sent an email to my vet clinic, and drove over for doses of metronidozole. That was a week ago (!) and they finished their courses. Fingers crossed, this will solve Terra and Polly's ongoing issue.

Darling Cleo mentioned never hurting her mom during a nail trimming. I'm not surprised. ~grin~ My fear leans more toward cutting too short and harming a kitty. I paid a reasonable fee to have Polly's nails trimmed by a vet tech in hopes she stops limping. We shall see.

Now many bloggers kind enough to read and reply to my humble posts may know one another but I want to give a shout out (in no particular order) to warmhearted Sandee, generous Ellen Pilch (thanks for the kitty toys), the precious Eastside Cats Crew, kind Pradeep Nair, talented crafter/teacher Liz A., beloved Brian and Friends, and Marv's sweet family. Our blogger community is such a treasure.

And here is a recent Palaye Royale video for your enjoyment.

Can you believe darling, floofy Polly struggles against being held for medicine more than sleek, intrepid Terra? My clawed cheek is healing well, though. She was just flailing to get free. :) Meanwhile, if the condition persists, should I try another animal clinic or grant these folks more time?


Tuesday, March 16, 2021

A Problematic Pollywog

Upon the kittens’ first visit to our local veterinary clinic, a doctor noted Polly’s right front paw has a toe that didn’t fully form beside the other extra. Of late I started calling it a pollywog. ~snort~ Sad to say, our Polly Esther started favoring that foot.
Don't you just want to tickle those toes?

The veterinarian stated it might become a problem. So I reached out in an email today. My hope is that perhaps discomfort stems not from the malformed toe so much as its claw. Stories abound about beloved pets dying due to miscalculated anesthesia. But I understand surgery will probably be required.

Besides, I never felt comfortable trimming claws, having tried exactly once with Luna back in her youth. Of course she’d been living on the streets until she chose me as her human in 1999, so her sensitivity makes sense. Valuable claws enabled her to defend and feed herself as well as the three kittens she birthed before we met.

Fast forward to 2021, and both these kittens are incredibly gentle with us. But I still can’t see myself trimming toenails, especially when Polly doesn’t like that foot handled. ~sigh~ We shall see. Adorable as I find all her toes, we want what’s best for her. Regular trips to a groomer for nail trimming doesn’t seem like fun for anyone.

Can you believe even unseen indoor cats sent my teenaged asthmatic self to the ER about once a year? Isn’t it a shame I re-homed Luna’s kittens before her presence led me to proper allergy meds? Or should I just be glad we had space to adopt Tilly and Jezebel in the intervening years?


Monday, March 15, 2021

Reign of Terra – & – Luna Pong Resurrected

From her first day in our home, our new kitten Luna (now Terra Dactyl) led the charge. She is her sister Polly’s clear leader and bane to geriatric Jezebel. On a blessed side note, we must laud Jezebel’s tolerant patience and hope she’ll lean toward fondness.

~fingers crossed~

Meanwhile, the one and only original Luna, rest her precious soul, acted the regal queen – most of the time. On silly occasions my husband and I took turns calling her across the kitchen floor. She head-butted our fingers for each score of the game we called ‘Luna Pong’. The number of consecutive boomps grew quite impressive.

We even determined rules of a sort. While we worked together as a team, the game ended when the ball went out of play, such as Luna wandering off to the water bowl. Anytime our sweet goofball Tilly intervened we aptly termed it interference, likewise halting our antics.

As it happens, friendly Terra is a serious competitor. The playing field is now our mattress rather than the traditional kitchen floor, but she gamely trots between my husband standing beside the bed and wherever I’m seated.

Oh, and I overturned a kitchen chair to make the center island less tempting. When she turned it into her personal playground and never jumped up on any counter, I let it be.

Are you aware I had no clue baby Luna and Beauty were even sisters, let alone who the shelter folks hoped we’d adopt? Do you believe a higher power directed me to see Luna on the Gen City CatfĂ© website late that fateful December night?


Wednesday, March 10, 2021

Step Away from the Toolbox

Sometimes I get this misguided idea I can use tools. Wrong. I can’t even pound a nail in straight. ~sigh~ You should see the mess under my latest whimsical shelf display. Our drywall may never forgive me. I plan to spare my poor husband the details. Yikes.

Farmer Bunny's Broken Radish Cart

At least this lesson sunk in because I purchased some cool tempered glass shelves that hang from wire like a construction crane. Installation seemed simple enough. My husband, bless his heart, suggested hiring a professional. After breaking two ceramic pieces in an attempt to display them, I concede. Thank heaven they aren’t treasured heirlooms. But still…

Frog and Snail offer Emotional Support
Tiny Turtle (lower left), Looks On

Those pieces (not shown) will never be the same despite a Super Glue repair job. Hurray for not attaching them to my hands. I remember going to high school classes with a bit of felt glued to my fingertip. ~rolls eyes~ Why I didn’t just use Elmer’s to reattach its eye is beyond me but I do still have that little stuffed pumpkin character.

Would you hire a contractor to hang a shelf? Have you ever glued yourself to a project?


Friday, March 5, 2021

Take This Worth a Grain…

How certain food stuffs advanced human civilization never ceases to amaze me, especially salt, a biological necessity often taken for granted these days. To be honest I never give it much thought unless monitoring my dietary intake or perusing the grocer’s ever increasing variety. Just last weekend I spent quite some time locating a plain, relatively inexpensive sea salt.

My Find

Today’s quick online search taught me that an existing Bronze Age road reaches an ancient sodium chloride deposit. Historically difficult to procure and refine, its well-known preservative qualities resulted in wars over ready resources like salt lakes. Hilighting the impact, ancient adages remain such as ‘salt of the earth’ (Gospel of Mathew 5:13) and, sad to note, a male slave being ‘worth his salt’.

Enough on the abundant facts, though. A humorous incident brought the mineral’s importance to mind after my husband and I, working as a team, made a loaf of bread. I mixed our preferment the night before and he continued with the various steps throughout the following day.

Saying nothing at first, thinking my tastes buds were off, I couldn’t detect any flavor. When he tried a slice without Kerry brand salted butter my husband all but gagged, saying I must have omitted salt.

He was half right. My guy dropped the ball on this one. The preferment doesn’t call for salt.

Deserved apology accepted. ~smug grin~ But I won’t rub salt in the poor fellows wound.


Do you bake bread? Would you use a machine or prefer Alton Brown’s hands-on technique?


Saturday, February 20, 2021

A Busy Morning Brings Relief

Since the day they moved in at the end of 2020 I've noticed the kittens suffering diarrhea. It has never slowed them down, as validated with the video I posted yesterday (lol) and a fecal float test at the veterinary clinic showed no evidence of parasites.

Yet the suggestion of stress never made sense as Jezebel can tell you Terra and Polly took over our home early on. That left us with the frustrating search for the right kitten food in the event of sensitivity. Then I heard Terra use the litter box last Wednesday the 17th and found a stinky liquid goo that beat them all. I immediately went online and requested an appointment.

Well, today I noticed what looked like a group of skinny, off-white sesame seeds. Alarm bells rang and an online search led me to suspect tapeworms. I collected them on a Post-It note, called the clinic, grabbed the requested stool sample, and off I went. And thank heaven, because the clinic employee saw no evidence of my online request despite the automatic confirmation I received.

Would you expect parasites when they
tussle and play like little maniacs?

I had to wait a while but didn't mind, appreciating the same day service. This time the veterinarian had no doubt and recommended medication. However, I couldn't verify they retained the same weight as at their prior check-up. So I drove back home, grabbed the kittens in a carrier, and returned. Funny enough, their weights were almost the exact same, though Polly lost a tiny amount. Oh, well. I have peace of mind and they each got an appropriate dose of praziquantel.

Do you experience glitches with online scheduling? This reminded me of the time we were sent to a collections agency for an electronic bill we never saw. And on that note, do you remember to regularly check your email spam folder?


Friday, February 19, 2021

Busy, Busy

Terra Cotta and Polly Esther Dactyl are keeping me on my toes. They are super well behaved but kittens will be kittens. ~grin~ We have to watch our step, too, whenever they get the zoomies.

I didn't realize it had been so long since I last posted. Part of the problem is that I'm too picky about editing, so that makes carving out adequate time extra tricky.

On that note, I need to stop fussing with this text and just share a silly video. I meant to film it in real time. Oops...

Isn't the time lapse footage funny? Did you spot Jezebel in there?


Sunday, February 7, 2021

Blogger Question & Reactions to Comments

I have to ask a simple question regarding blog comments. Whenever you leave one, does a message pop up saying it will be published upon approval? I cannot find an additional setting for that and some folks have thought remarks got lost in cyberspace whenever I'm slow to react.

As for such comments, sweet Katie Isabella asked if Jezebel is mother to Terra and Polly. She is not, and I think she hopes they're not staying. ~grin~ We adopted her from friends who found this little stray in the winter of 2004 (!), so she's quite geriatric and cantankerous toward the still rambunctious wee ones. And it's a fun note that sweet Brian called them that just like my husband started doing.

Can you explain why my embedded links no longer show in a different color? ~sigh~ * In fact, don't you hate when software companies change things for no apparent reason? What can you do?

* Update: I finally fixed my link issue by trial and error. Whew!


Friday, February 5, 2021

Oops! I Missed the Mark...

Yesterday's post title originally mentioned comparing our kittens to human kids. In a rush to join my husband for dinner I managed to publish without making that silly point.

~shakes head~

At any rate, I've decided that Terra Cotta would be a child sent to either a performing arts or trade school. Her latest investigation involved pawing at valves beneath our sink. She also adores performing with near insane acrobatics.

Terra Trying on Her Walking Harness
Potential Therapy Cat?

For Polly Esther, meanwhile, I would prefer home schooling. With all her extra toes and more shy demeanor, I imagine she would be bullied otherwise. So, that was the random goofiness I forgot to include.

Polly Being Pretty; When She's Not
Tagging Along Behind Terra

Can you believe they are sisters? Do you think having different fathers is a factor?


Thursday, February 4, 2021

Another Reply on the Kitten Front, & Foremost, Updates on Our Human Family

I received a welcome call the other evening. And, because he knows I'm not fond of telephone conversations, my husband would be shocked by that description. ~grin~ But talking to my big brother qualified. He sounded great! My science geek spouse wished I'd asked technical science questions but it seemed fair to let Brian steer our conversation. I'm sure his health is a tiresome topic. We talked cars (a family-wide interest) and his effort to rescue orphaned kittens (!) found on his property. I so love that man. Mom and Dad B continue doing well, too, my friend reported.

Sweet Pam (Click her name to see her blog; I don't know what happened to highlighting) asked how I came up with our kittens' monikers. I can relate to struggling as it took us weeks to christen Jezebel. Luna had big yellow eyes like the moon and I heard that name mentioned on "The Martha Stewart Show" all those years ago (1999!). Tilly came with hers from the Humane Society. I like the works of actresses Jennifer and Meg Tilly, and calling out to our Silly Tilly Willy worked. She was a goofy girl ~grin~ But I digress.

I'm afraid to straighten this lamp shade.
Someone might attack it for attention.
Terra... Ahem... She's a pistol.

Upon learning these girls sported extra toes, the puns began flying. Sorry, Liz, we are bad that way. (Again, click her name to see her blog; I don't know what happened to highlighting) Thus, we soon decided on Terra Dactyl and Polly Dactyl. And Terra sure zooms around like those flying dinosaurs. My husband picked the spelling, by the way. I suppose Ptera would have been a bit much for the vets. Sometimes I add Cotta or Firma as a middle name. ~shakes head~ And Polly Esther, well, you get it... Esther was also a favorite aunt, sister to my mother-in-law, I'm happy to say. We call our cheerful girl Polly Anna on occasion, too.

Do you think cats recognize their names? Or, as I believe, do they respond more to vocal tone?


Tuesday, February 2, 2021


I don't like to post entries more than once per day but my niece forwarded news that her dad is back in hospital due to a fluid filled lung. Her text indicated her understandable frustration and anger. In Ashley's opinion, he was released too soon without a proper exit examination.

On the bright side, my husband learned that such lengthy anesthesia as Brian underwent can result in this condition. So it's likely neither a bacterial nor viral infection. :) And he is feeling better being back on oxygen.

Also, my friend's in-laws are doing well. Mom B had a procedure for erratic heartbeat that went well and Dad is getting a heart catheterization today. With luck, a pacemaker will put his health to rights.

Last but not least, the Dactyl sisters had their final booster shot against feline respiratory infections. Terra Cotta went from 4.2 pounds to 5.5 and little Polly Esther gained just under a pound, putting her at 4.1 now.

Did you know there is a condition called feline radial hypoplasia? Can you believe some morons considered breeding these so-called "squittens"?

Sweet Kanga Roo has grown into a
happy, active adult. Click on her
name to read and see more.


Happy News

My best friend from childhood informed me that her father-in-law is having a pacemaker installed which should solve his heart issues. I'm so glad. He feels anxious about the procedure but is eating and communicative.

And my brother Brian is out of hospital. He has moved into the family home with his ex-wife for a few weeks' follow-up care. She's a skilled registered nurse. So that's a comfort.

I won't tell them my husband and I hope against hope that they reconcile. And my fingers are crossed that things don't turn ugly.

Actress Kathy Bates is amazing in any role. I cannot list the many films her skill has embellished.

Would you want an ex-partner taking care of you post surgery? Have you read the book or seen the movie "Misery" by Stephen King?


Monday, February 1, 2021

Question & Answer Time

Inspired by other bloggers, I’d like to address some comments and questions. Thanks for the idea, folks.

Pam has asked the age of kittens Terra and Polly. The pair is just about five months old and are to receive a final CVR booster shot this very afternoon.

Tony mentioned that he didn’t know young cats lose their baby teeth. Well, I didn’t either. ~grin~ In fact, when Luna adopted me in 1999 I didn’t realize they shed their claws (!), let alone this tooth replacement.

Liz made the wise suggestion of purchasing a kitty teething toy. Funny enough, I purchased just such a product long ago and forgot. Found in a bagful of ‘like new’ toys, this cute wiggly worm hasn’t inspired chewing.

As packaged years ago...

Neither Luna nor Tilly, our feline angels, showed interest back in the day and the same can be said for geriatric Jezebel. Oh, well.

Did you know that some animal adoption agencies send several follow-up questionnaires? Can you believe some apartment dwellers lie about having told their landlord and, upon discovery, return the adoptee(s) rather than pay extra on rent?


Sunday, January 31, 2021

A Quick Update and Another Request

While he is still in hospital, my big brother Brian continues doing well. The plan is to send him home once he is weaned off of oxygen. I think it's getting close.

Thanks to all for your well wishes and prayers. Sad to say, another pair could use some.

My childhood friend informed me that her in-laws are not well. Mom needs a procedure for an irregular heartbeat. Worse, however, is her husband's situation. He is at an excellent heart clinic but his condition, especially at his advanced age, are worrisome.

In advance, thanks for any and all well wishes for Mr. and Mrs. B from Northeast Ohio. They are very sweet folks.


Monday, January 25, 2021

Weird, Wild, & Wonderful

Today two shiny shed kitten claws appeared on a windowside kitty 'condo'. Wait... Shiny? ~shakes head~ Upon further investigation I realized Terra and/or Polly lost some baby teeth. I couldn't resist cleaning them in hydrogen peroxide for keeping.

Our little girls are growing up...

Even better than this cute discovery is the fact my niece filmed her father from his hospital bed. Brian looked and sounded great, better than I expected. His humor is intact and Sarah could be heard giggling throughout filming.

Do you think freezing a kitty teething toy will sooth them through this transition? Should I leave something nice under their bedding as the Tooth Fairy?


Sunday, January 24, 2021

More Good News on the Family Front

Our geriatric cat Jezebel has not warmed up to the Dactyl sisters, Terra Cotta and Polly Esther. But she is resuming some normal behavior, such as not wanting to stay still for photos.

Sun Bathing Interrupted...
(Sorry, Jezebel)

No blood has spilled, though, and not a lot of loose fur flung about. So that's a blessing.

Rest and Play... Rest and Play...
Mix the Two & Repeat

As for my convalescing brother Brian, his eldest daughter visited and shared a gratefully optimistic report. She met the surgeon, who was amazed at his quick recuperation despite residual pain and possible upcoming setbacks. It's not unexpected due to the long and complicated procedure. Her younger sister plans to visit tomorrow.

Thanks again for all the well wishes. It's a much needed joy to share caring connections. And by the way, my back pain from handling Terra's antics is mild. I'm sure it wouldn't even register on the scale many folks suffer. Bless you all and your fortitude.

Change of subject: do you believe in the sad theory that civilization is nine meals from collapse? Have you seen any documentaries on modern society failing without proper infrastructural maintenance?


Saturday, January 23, 2021

Big Brother is on the Mend (!) - & - How I Tweaked My Back

Around ten o'clock last night my middle brother passed along word that Brian was off the heart bypass machine. Still, the surgery would not be completed for probably two more hours.

I heard nothing further and figured no news was good knews. Emotionally wired, however, I stayed up until four in the morning. My husband passed me on his way to make coffee and turn on his computer. Heh...

My hopes were confirmed by word that Brian had been extubated and is breathing on his own. I'm sure he's not feeling terrific right now. Our hope is that each day will be better.

On a funny note, I strained my back muscles while eating lunch. Our intrepid cat Terra went after my plate probably a dozen times before I gave up placing her from dining table to floor. Now I'm feeling it. Oops... Jezebel ignored the entire fiasco, as did Polly.

Did you know that blueberries make an excellent cat toy? ~grin~ And (surprising to me) are a good feline food supplement?


Friday, January 22, 2021

Update on My Big Brother

The outpouring of support has been fantastic from all over, and I thank our lovely blogging community for the kind words. Brian is currently undergoing lengthy heart surgery.

Here he is, a proud new grandpa many months ago.

His ex-wife, I am happy to say, is by his side. She reported that there was extensive damage to the aorta and the operation will go on for an estimated two or three more hours as of 19:30. That's a total of at least eight hours starting around 13:00 EST, but I can't help feeling hopeful. ~fingers crossed~ I've been told this hospital and it's staff have an excellent reputation.


Well Wishes & Prayers Needed

Today I received a call from the middle of my three older brothers. Scott informed me that our eldest sibling, Brian, went to the Emergency Room and has been diagnosed with an aortic bifurcation.

The condition is as serious as it sounds, but that's not the worst. This hospital is not equipped for the surgery and Northeast Ohio weather has grounded life flight helicopters.

Brian is lucid and communicative, said he is in little pain, but has the fatalistic belief he will not survive. He didn't mention this to me in our shared text messages. However, Scott told me that Brian essentially said final goodbyes to his daughters over the phone.

So, I'm praying the skies clear or an ambulance can safely transport him to either Columbus or Cleveland for necessary surgery. And, just as important, that he doesn't give up. Thanks in advance for any and all support. I hope you're enjoying a safe, healthy, and happy day.


Monday, January 18, 2021

The Casualties of Curious Cats

Last I checked, none of our
clothes sported ears...

Snuggle Buddies

Not as innocent as they look...
That's okay. These curtains,
often clawed by Jezebel,
are very old. And a
tie-back hides this
new, fatal tear.

This old tent didn't hold up, either. First,
the Dactyl sisters tore a toy mouse off
its string, then ripped apart the base
long ago affixed with duct tape.
Wire frame exposed, it's been
tossed out and replaced.

Tarra's Fun with Lamp Shades!

Guess who found a dusty, unstable shelf?
The office door is currently closed.

Polly scopes out the aquarium while
Terra jumps on top, of course.

I found three (!) of the rattly mice
Terra loves stored brand new
among unused cat toys.

Jezebel finds solace in this Cartman doll.
Who knew a cranky "South Park"
character could give a sweet old
kitty comfort? I brought it
out for Polly. She acted
lost upstairs at first.

Wednesday, January 13, 2021

Mousie = Food!


Playful Terra's favorite toy mouse must
be the oldest one in the house...
I stitched the tail back on
the other evening...

I watched our silly Terra Dactyl
tuck mousie into their
feeding station...

Tuesday, January 12, 2021

Kitty Update - A Brief Pictorial


Jezebel is learning acceptance...

Our Fearless Terra

Polly, Our Little Lounger

The 'Dactyl' Sisters Wrestling

Terra's Five Toes

Polly showing off a virtual 'thumb'...

Sunday, January 3, 2021

A Holiday Surprise

Late on Saturday December 26th, I got the urge to check a local animal shelter for available cats. Lo and behold, I saw a picture of a little black kitty named Luna, the moniker I gave our precious stray who adopted me in 1999. It seemed like a sign to fill out the online adoption form. With my husband unaware, I noted this fact and lack of certain adoption plans. A positive comprehensive phone interview ensued, during which I asked if they had young siblings available. They did, and encouraged us to visit with cat carriers on hand.

Fast forward to Tuesday, the 29th. We went to the shelter. Unsure what to expect, my husband and I were led to visit a pair of three month old kittens named Luna (!) and Beauty. We fell in love with these dolls and brought them home that afternoon. Jezebel isn’t thrilled so far, but she’s behaving well as expected and adapting.

Above, the sleeker Luna is preparing to ambush her sister. On that note we have decided to change their names. Greeting another Luna messes with my head. And my little brother nicknamed his now ex-girlfriend Beauty, their breakup unpleasant. Ugh…

On a fun note, these darlings have extra toes, an interesting mutation made famous by enthusiast Ernest Hemmingway. Even cooler, our honeymoon spent on Key West included a visit to the author's home.

Look at those toes!

What do you think of the names Terra and Polly? Spellings aside, can you guess the inspiration? And how would you address a bold kitten as anything other than some fierce flying dinosaur?


Happy New Year!