We love our pets, don’t we? Sometimes more than others, but you’d do a lot to make your fur friend happy, wouldn’t you? I now have four cats (two were strays who just sort of moved in) and I love them. If you have cats, dogs, parakeets or ferrets, you know what I’m talking about. Goldfish, eh, maybe not so much. But once in awhile you stop at that display of toys and (yikes!) clothes for your pup or kitty and might even shell out a few bucks for something goofy you think they’d like. So today I was at PetSmart stocking up on food (sure wish I could figure out a way to make those animals earn their keep) when I came across a new product: appetizers for cats. Appetizers. They come in their own little tray — all you do is peel off the top. Because this is a new product, it… Read More »
Don’t cats deserve to be fed, too?
Today at lunch I was flipping through the pile of ads and saw one for C-A-L Ranch Stores. A C-A-L Ranch Store has recently opened nearby in what used to be supermarket. I went for a visit out of curiosity. It is a store that surely would be best suited for rural Nevada — I can’t imagine who in Las Vegas needs barbed wire fencing or steel poles for cattle pens, but apparently somebody does. They also sell baby chicks. Sweet. So, I’m looking at the ad and there is a full page of food for horses (don’t they eat hay?) including food that empowers them and another one that makes their coat shiny. Huh. Perusing the ad further, I see bags of food for chickens which comes in pellets or crumbles and enhances their muscle development. Uh, is anyone else bothered by the idea of chickens with muscles? Okay — now I… Read More »
One cat is not enough …
… but two are way too many. Actually, this was originally said about children, but since I have four cats, I think this is applicable. People who don’t have cats have some odd ideas — like they’re aloof, not affectionate and want only to be left alone. Well, let me disabuse you of this idea — first of all, meet my two-bodied cat. WHAT? You’ve never heard of a two-bodied cat? Well undoubtedly you’ve heard of a two-headed animal! Sure — you’ve seen them in The Enquirer when you’re standing in the check-out line. There are two-headed goats and dogs and even kittens, so why not an animal with one head and two bodies. Seen here is the Smokey cat with the Blackjack appendage. Oh, wait — it’s not really a two-bodied cat — it’s two cats who specialize in “synchronized sleeping.” But they don’t sleep all the time — they… Read More »
The hazards of coffee
“Robin, do you have a leak in your roof?” Susie had come by to collect me for lunch and was staring at my dining room ceiling. “No, not that I know of. Why?” Silently she pointed upward. There on the ceiling were a couple of dozen dark spots of various sizes. We have been having some rain lately and I suppose it’s possible but surely I would have noticed. I stared for a minute. “Oh, I know,” I said. “I spilled coffee yesterday.” “You spilled coffee on the ceiling?” “Apparently so.” Drat. How am I going to get that off of there? “I spent all morning on my hands-and-knees scrubbing the kitchen floor, but I never thought about the ceiling.” We both stared some more. “Just tell me how you did it.” I sighed, remembering. “You know how you reach for something when you’re really not looking and mis-judge it?” Susie nodded.… Read More »
How many cats is too many cats?
“When are you going to change the name of your blog to Phyllis Diller and wine and cats?” my cousin Dusty asked. She’s probably right — I should do that. I love cats. Cats love me. Cats seek me out and attach themselves. And if you’re reading this, I’m guessing this might have happened to you, too. This is Lop Ear. He is not my cat. No, he isn’t. It might appear that he is since he’s sleeping in my living room. It’s true that I feed him and put out fresh water and when the nights get too cold or the days too hot, I let him into the house. I still insist that he is the neighborhood stray although, come to think of it, he’s not strayed from my yard for many months. Or even a couple of years if I’m going to be honest. The neighborhood where I live… Read More »
