Goodbye Chewy........................

In Memory of Chewbacca "Chewy" Schaub November 21 in Serenity Animal Hospital My baby was sadly put down today to ease his suffering. He was a loyal and loving friend for more than 10 years. I will miss his little nose kisses and hugs at all the right times. He was a gentle kitty and in his later years was very accepting of strangers. He was a very proud kitty and loved to keep his coat immaculate. Sadly in his last month he hasn't been able to keep himself clean. I don't believe in a pet afterlife but it was an honor to be his "daddy" for the brief time we had together......Jason chewy and Dexter in happier times. I am not really a cat person. I prefer Poodles. I am an all animal lover though and there have been a few extraordinary cats in my life who I adored. Chewy was one of them. He was not sick for very long, but it was a tumor that could not be treated. Jason decided to get another cat so that Dexter would not be lonely and I suspect for him too. Chewy was the love of his life much like Buttons was for me. Well it didn't take long to find 3 cats who may be suitable companions for Dexter. One was named Alec, but Jason could not find him. The other a kitten and with the holidays coming up he decided against a kitten. Cole was his final choice. He is a 7 year old and very much like Chewy. A beauty of a cat. At seven it may have been difficult to find him a good home so I was happy Jason chose him. He took him home and he is settling in. I think Dexter is a little confused because he looks like Chewy but hmmmmmmm does not smell like Chewy. There has been no swatting or hissing so far and Cole is exploring Jason's home. Dexter wants to play. Cole found the cat nip. So here's wishing a very long and happy life to Cole. The newest member of our family.

The Cat in the Garden............Deadly Hunter

Deadly Hunter

Cat in garden raises paw
To sharpen up her deadly claw
She does not know the claws are gone
As she listens to the Robins song
She crouches down.....a Panther now
Watch me hunt....I'll show you how
She hides behind a bush to wait
For a moment, tempting fate.
Wiggles her rear, prepares to spring
Unseen by the birds who sing.
One more moment....maybe three
Oops!!! the birds flew to the tree.
Foiled once more the hunter stops
Cleans her tail and licks her chops
She never did intend to kill
She had her lunch, she ate her fill.
At least thats what her story's now
She just wanted to show us how
In case the time should ever come
When the hunt must be more than fun.
JKS April 2012

Boots........

Our crafty cat (Boots) has taken a liking to the outdoors. She sneaks out whenever she can. I have had our bathroom window open a lot while I try to take pictures of the local bird population. Before coming to live with us Boots was a stray, at least we thought so because she was living under our deck. Was skinny and looked deprived, she was also pregnant. Well we took care of her and took her to the vets, because we have 4 small dogs and had no idea yet of her temper we had her declawed. Only at the front. From past experience I know this makes little difference to their hunting ability as all the cats we have had we declawed and yet they caught mice. Our vet is also proficient in the declawing in as much as there was never enough pain for the cats to know anything was up. As they were all spayed at the same time it kept them from jumping on furniture and by the time they healed they didn't know any different. Anyway, I digress. Boots is still fascinated by birds. One of the reasons we took her in, she had been hunting and killing birds and the neighbours had it in for her. She was content to watch from the windows until one day she got out. Ever since its her life's goal to get outside.
The first time I was worried, then I saw her sitting in the shrubs by the bird feeders. Trouble is the shrubs are thick and there is no way that I can see of her surprising the birds who were ignoring her. She would not come back inside. Well, by dark she was in the shrubs out front and I coaxed her to come to me and got her inside. Was not long and she was off again. This time she was NOT happy as it rained that evening. She was very happy to come in. After that she started to get out as often and as sneaky as she could. I would have to hunt her down and coax her inside but enough of that. Its getting colder at night and will soon snow. If she knows what's good for her she will tow the line a bit. I cant believe she will want to be out in the snow. Well last night after a day on the loose, no sign of Boots. I was worried but didn't go looking for her, I called her several times to no avail. I tried one more time around 11.00pm as I was about to go to bed and she came sauntering in.............bloody cheek. Well, one day I won't be remembering and I think she will be sorry. It wont be so pleasant staying out all night when the temps go down and down and it snows. Ungrateful wretch.

Large cat in a small basket...........

Tubs is a very large cat. He is in fact fat and fuzzy.
Why is it that whenever something is placed on the floor, be it box or basket or even a piece of paper a cat invariably sits on it.



I had no sooner taken the lid off this basket than Toby (Tubs) was in it looking silly. Toby always has this look of surprised distain like he is saying "What? you have a problem with this?"



Hey Sam, I think the alarm went off............



Is there NO privacy around here..........




Beatrice comforts her friend Bambi..........