Our Diary. By Dandy and Dolly (October, 2010)

Day 31 of our lives: Today Pat carried us from our room to another room, where we met Schooner. Pat told us that according to the veterinarian, Schooner won`t be with us much longer - a few weeks at most. We don't know where he is going or whether we are supposed to be sad at this news, but we were happy to be able to spend some quality time with such an elderly and obviously very wise cat:

 Schooner's tail is SO long and fluffy:

 

Day 36:  Our Mom likes us to stay close to her, and we do love to be with her, but she spends most of her time under the bed in the study, whereas we want to get out and around a bit. SO we have taken over this soft, cushioned basket that we found on the floor just a few inches away from the bed: 

 

P.S. Pat wants us to say that we already eat "real" food and we use our own litter box (as opposed to our Mom's box, which is too big for us to climb into).

Now We Are Four! (September 26, 2010)

Four weeks old, that is! And as you can see, our Mom is VERY proud of us:

Did you notice? one of us has a pink nose and one of us has a black nose:

Taz and her Kittens (September 2010)

As readers of this blog know, We Nine have told Pat repeatedly, "No More Cats!"  Henry tells her the same thing. To no avail . . ..

A few weeks ago, Pat went off, as she does most days, to volunteer at the Prince Edward Island Humane Society. When she came home, she was carrying something - we didn't get a good look because she hurried upstairs to her study and closed the door!

Naturally we all hurried after her and scratched to get in. We didn't hear a peep, but Pat came out looking SO guilty, we knew that once again, there was A NEW CAT.

"Guys," Pat said, "her name is Taz, and you won't even know she's here!" Then Pat explained that although Taz is a sweet, lovely little girl, she had not been adopted from the Humane Society because she was so frightened that all she would do was hide in the back of her kennel. Pat hoped that if Taz stayed with us for a while, she might become more confident.

We weren't happy about any of this, but as Pat predicted, Taz stayed out of our way: she scurried right under the bed in the study and hid in the furthest corner. 

That was on a Wednesday.

On Sunday, Pat went out with friends (against our wishes, of course). When she came back, she greeted us as usual, by petting each of us and playing with us and apologizing for having gone out. After a while she went upstairs and into the study. And then we heard a SCREAM.

Later Pat explained to us what had happened: When she came into the study she heard squeaking. Then she saw a little black thing wriggling on the floor. Pat thought it was a mouse! And then she heard squeaking in a different place. That's when she realized - although no one had known Taz was expecting, she had given birth to two kittens!

 
Now the kittens are three weeks old. As you can see, they look just like Taz. So far, they haven't bothered us: they just stay in the corner under the bed with their mother. We were hoping Pat had learned a good lesson! But maybe not: we HATE the way both Pat and Henry are always running into the study to look at Taz and her babies!

And we wonder: what will life be like when those two start running around the house?

Stay tuned for more news from Pat's Cats . . ..

Candid New Camera (August 2010)

For so long Pat didn't take ANY pictures of us. When we asked her why, she said, "Oh, the camera doesn't work any more." But then, Evelyn and Mark gave us a new camera! (THANKS Ev and Mark!) So of course, the first pictures Pat took with the new camera, were candid pictures of US (don`t forget to CLICK each picture to enlarge it):

Breaking News, July 22, 2010: Jenny Has a Home

Yes, it's true . . . Pat and Henry are sad, but We Nine are delighted to announce that Jenny Has a Home!  in lovely Montague, PEI, with several other cats and a very cute little dog.  Pat and Henry drove her there today and returned, with long faces, but even they admit that Jenny is in A Good Home where she will be Much Loved . . . and what more can any Cat or Person desire?

Stay tuned for more news from Pat's Cats . . .

Jenny, Who Needs a New Home!

After Ally came and went last fall, Pat promised that We Nine would have veto power over any new residents.  SO we were more than a bit annoyed when Jenny arrived, in March 2010:

Pat explained to us that Jenny has had SUCH a hard life: Although she loves people, in February 2009, Jenny was dropped off in a field, and left there all alone, cold and hungry, to fend for herself. Not long after, she gave birth to five kittens.

So far, the story sounded a bit familiar to us, at least to Hershey and his sisters, who were also dumped, with their mother, in somebody's field. That was a long, long time ago, and we do our best not to remember how frightened we were. Still, we couldn't help but wonder: what happened to Jenny's kittens?

Oh, said Pat, they weren't as lucky as you guys, who were found right away and brought to the Humane Society. Jenny's kittens were all eaten by coyotes. And that's not the end of the sad story: Jenny had another litter, and those kittens also were eaten!

Well, we all got scared just listening to Pat tell us about Jenny's poor little kittens, eaten by big hungry coyotes. Still, we couldn't help but wonder - how did Jenny end up in OUR house?

Oh, said Pat, Jenny was rescued by the Cat Action Team of Prince Edward Island, whose volunteers help feral cats by feeding them, building shelters for them, and providing medical care. But the volunteer who was taking care of Jenny realized she is not a feral cat: she is a tame, loving little girl, who deserves a good home just like all of you guys.

Right, we all said.  So let's find her a home -- a home of her own, that is, not OUR home!

to be continued . . ..

Spring - On the Ground, and in the Air! (May, 2010)

Although we had a mild winter, spring never comes too early on the Island.  But recently the cats have noticed a great deal more greenery in the yard:

Very strange: Pat brought home this oval-shaped plastic thingy, which has its own matching lid. She seemed to assume we would know exactly what to do with it:

Inside the thingy, there is white sand:

Pat puts the lid on top every night to keep the sand dry.  She told us we should "use" the sand instead of going to the next door neighbors' flowerbeds. What in the world does she mean?

The white sand does feel good against our toes! And we are certain we can find some use for the lid . . .

Boris and Natasha think their black fur looks particularly beautiful next to this shade of red:

Bored with trying to figure out the purpose of the new red thingy, Tootsie takes to the treetops:

Natasha gets SO tired of hearing that Hershey and Tootsie are the VERY best tree climbers of them all! so she decides to do some showing off of her own:

oh-oh . . . getting down is not as easy as it looks!

Boris, Schooner, and Farah resolve to stay on solid ground: