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Or does Lord Dudley Mountcatten look like a furry four footed vampire?
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It may be time to rethink him sleeping alongside me in bed….
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Tag Archives: pets
Good grief!
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You upload one little photo of your new family member to Facebook.
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Just one, to show everyone how sweet he is…. and that damn algorithm kicks into high gear.
Now, along with the constant ball wash and toilet incense ads?
I’m getting these:
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Cat butt pillow cases?
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I love our new little furry friend…. but have absolutely no desire to slip off into dreamland with my face on his ass crack.
One feline does not a crazy cat lady make.
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Staking his claim.
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You never know what part of the house cats will gravitate toward. We’ve had desk felines..
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Bed felines….
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Chair felines….
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Even motorcycle felines.
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And now it looks like our newest addition has chosen my mother’s old bookcase.
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Yes, Lord Dudley Mountcatten has laid claim to this spot in our bedroom window.
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From it he can recline in the warmth of the sun….
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And hover over the birds who seek shelter in the bushes directly underneath.
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I think I’m going to have to remove that planter. It seems to be migrating closer to the edge everyday.
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Meet Dudley.
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Lord Dudley Mountcatten to be precise.
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Our new little guy still goes under the bed and shies away from loud noises…
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But when he’s out and about he’s a sweetie. And a bit of a goofball.
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With enough of the typical you were put on this planet to serve me cattitude to warrant his name.
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One minute he’s a cuddle bug, the next he runs away when we walk in the room. I have a feeling this little guy saw some trauma along the way. Patience will be required.
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Victory.
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It was hard won, but we got there.
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The new guy, still unnamed at this time, is out and about and feeling a bit more comfortable around us.
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So comfortable… he jumped up beside me on the couch for the first time last night .
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It’s silly, but I swear my heart swelled.
Earning a cat’s trust is a gift.
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Weed is the answer.
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The question – How do you get your new adopted kitty to relax?
The answer – Weed. Or as close to chronic as our 4 legged furry friends can get.
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Five days in – the recent addition to the family had been slowly acclimating to our house and routines… but he was still running under the bed or behind the couch every time we made noise.
Enter the catnip pouch.
I should have thought of this sooner… because now?
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We have one very chill feline.
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We’re gaining.
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Two full days in and we managed to get the new kitty out from under the china hutch.
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Granted it was just to under the coffee table, but that’s progress.
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I don’t think he was thrilled to have a close up portrait taken, but I’ve got news for him. You can’t be camera shy and live in this house. Momma’s got a blog to write.
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At the end of the third day he made it out into the open.
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And he really is a love bug once he feels comfortable.
I think it’s going to be a good fit, he just needs a little time.
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A purrfect day.
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I wasn’t exaggerating the last week when I said I cried after giving the stray cat back to his owners. It was strange… I knew it was the right thing. I knew I had to do it. I knew he would be loved and well cared for. But when I was at the sink washing out the cat dishes? I kind of lost it.
I’m a huge animal lover and have had a houseful of pets all my life… up until two years ago when we lost our last cat (he was 26!) and the husband said no more pets because he wanted to retire and travel freely. I understood, and I didn’t argue… but I hated the feeling of an empty house. So when that little guy wandered in? He stole my heart immediately. I was complete.
For 6 whole days, then I was bereft.
And bless my husband’s heart, even though I know he didn’t want to… he broke down and suggested we go to a shelter and rescue a kitty.
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I honestly didn’t know I could get dressed and out the door that fast…. but I broke my record and was waiting in the car before he could change his mind.
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We drove north to PALS. ( Protection for Animal Life Society ) It’s a wonderful no kill cat shelter I’d heard about but never had occasion to visit.
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It was amazing. Clean, well run, with an on staff vet and room after room of lucky kitties.
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It was a veritable snuggly cat stacked warehouse.
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We were interviewed and then led into the visiting room to meet the adoptable felines. Some were friendly and outgoing, some were shy and sad. We were told some were permanent residents due to health or behavioral issues.
I would have been happy to take any one of them home… but decided to let the husband choose.
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After much deliberation, this stocky little grey and white fellow was chosen to be an official member of Casa River. ( first photo taken in moving vehicle hence the blur )
He was found wandering as a stray and was surrendered 3 weeks ago. He’s been neutered, wormed, vaccinated and been given a clean bill of health. They estimate his age at 4 years.
He’s very sweet and enjoys being petted…
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When you can find him.
For now he’s skittish and needs to learn to trust us. Lord knows what the poor little guy has been through…but he’ll be happy here.
I’ll make sure of it.
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Heartbroken.
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The beautiful stray cat we fell in love with and gave a home?
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Has been returned to his rightful owners.
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I think you can guess that wasn’t my choice…. but when you receive a call from the local police department, there really isn’t any way to avoid it.
Apparently his people had been frantically searching for him but aren’t active on social media and didn’t see my original posts about finding him. A friend of theirs alerted a lost animal site…
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And there really was no doubt.
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After the police gave me their phone number, I found this on my FB messenger.
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Damn.
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They live right up the road from us.
The guilt was strong, because I really wanted to keep him.
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But look, he has a twin brother.
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Double damn. There were worried children.
I had to call.
So I called.
They came, they thanked us profusely, they took their beautiful kitty, and yes…. I cried.
Now the house seems emptier than ever.
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Welcome to the family… I think.
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Meet our new family member.
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The cat my husband swore we wouldn’t have any more of after our last one passed because he wanted to be free to travel.
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This handsome fellow has been wandering our neighborhood (in the cold Maine winter!) for weeks. A woman down the road took him in, but her dogs kept attacking.
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Our farming neighbors across the street took him in, but they have 4 cats, 2 dogs and 3 kids in a 1,000 square foot house…. so they begged us to shelter him.
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The husband said yes, temporarily while we tried to find his owners.
He’s clean, healthy, flea and ear mite free… and a genuine love bug. Someone clearly cared for this kitty. But after posting on numerous lost pet sites, numerous local Facebook pages and asking everyone I know? It looks like he’s ours.
And the husband who said no way, no more pets?
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Yeah.
He’s been charmed.
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And to think it only took three days.
Such is the power of cats.
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