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G is for Gatos

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For: https://ceenphotography.com/2017/10/03/cees-fun-foto-challenge-letter-g-needs-to-have-the-letter-g-log-goggle-geometry-lodge/

Oy Vey! Life with Cats

Frannie is fascinated by the corn husk flowers on my dining room table.  She sniffs them, bats, them, even tastes them.  I don’t allow this, but she hasn’t quite gotten the message yet.

Kukla and Ollie, on the other hand, are very fond of lying on my computer keyboards.  Sometimes they type very unusual coded messages.  At other times, they just create music as they hit a certain key that trills a repetitive musical tone.

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I think they like the light of the screen shining on them as they have also learned how to turn on the reading light behind the bed in “their” room and in spite of all of the times I have gone in and turned it off, when I next go into the room, it is switched on and all four cats are curled up in a ball on the bed underneath it.

When Ollie somehow landed on this particular spot on the computer or possibly connected with something on the screen that was making this repeated tone, I lifted him off the keyboard.  Unfortunately, he resisted the idea by reaching out for a clawhold and when I finally got him detached, the key he had curled his claws around came off with him.

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You should know that this is a brand new keyboard I’d had installed just a month or so ago after Morrie ruined the other one by jumping into the pool and splashing water on the computer, wiping out the keyboard.  I fear my animals have proven to be a bigger item in my budget than I had expected.

Forty minutes later, I had figured out the correct assembly method for the three interlocking pieces.  It was not easy, but it seemed right.  They all fit together and everything seemed snapped into place—until I tried to snap it onto the little mounded nub on the keyboard.  I had to force it down and although it caught hold, the key didn’t work unless I POUNDED it in a manner totally unacceptable.  Prying it off again, however, proved to be even harder than making it work.  When I finally did, on my third attempt, it launched itself—each part in a different direction. The kittens found this very distracting as they tried to locate the pieces before I did. In the end, I located the pieces and put them in an envelope in my computer case. Whether I tell the computer repairman the true story of how the injury came to be will be determined at a later date.

Sometimes it is necessary to resort to a foreign language to get the true level of your frustration across. I hope my Jewish friends forgive me as I once more vent in a language I have no claim to.  Oy vey just seems the right thing to say. Did I spell that right?

Frannie? Get off the table!!!!

Eavesdropping

Here is a Skype conversation that transpired last night between okcforgottenman and me. Wanna eavesdrop?

[2017-09-05 23:40:26] Judy: Okay. You are not going to believe what just happened!!!!
[2017-09-05 23:40:44] okcforgottenman: I don’t believe what just happened!!!!
[2017-09-05 23:40:50] Judy: I heard a crash in bedroom and what sounded like breaking glass.
[2017-09-05 23:41:12] okcforgottenman: gulp
[2017-09-05 23:41:34] Judy: I went in and there was a cloth doll on the floor..Kittens were charging around. I picked up a different cat toy and when I did, something flew up out of it. It was a bat that must have flown in through the gap I left in the sliding glass door for the kittens to go in and out through!
[2017-09-05 23:41:50] okcforgottenman: HAHAHA
[2017-09-05 23:42:18] Judy: The kittens pounced on it, it got away, flew up, I grabbed a pillow and threw it on top of it and it started to wiggle out from under it.
[2017-09-05 23:42:30] Judy: This was a rather large bat.. and they have rabies here!
[2017-09-05 23:42:46] okcforgottenman: Yes, scary. But hilarious.
[2017-09-05 23:42:54] Judy: I pushed the pillow over it and stood on the pillow and looked around for something else to throw over it.
[2017-09-05 23:43:03] okcforgottenman: (I had a bat experience in St Louis.)
[2017-09-05 23:43:05] Judy: But I couldn’t move or the bat could wiggle out.
[2017-09-05 23:43:29] Judy: I jumped up and down on the pillow, stomped on it, but it was a thick feather pillow and I had on Crocs.
[2017-09-05 23:46:09] Judy: The only think I could reach was their stainless steel food dishes, so I edged the pillow up and stuck the dish over it, then got another dish to weight it and got two books to put on top. I went into kitchen and got a plastic flat thin cutting board, slid it under the dish, put a book under and over it and unlocked sliders, then took it outside and dumped it. I actually think it was dead by then. Ugh!!! It is on front steps now. Doors and screens shut. Never thought of bats coming inside. Thought they didn’t like the light.
[2017-09-05 23:46:16] Judy: God. What next?
[2017-09-05 23:47:09] Judy: Its wingspread was probably six inches.
[2017-09-05 23:47:16] Judy: Tough little bugger.
[2017-09-05 23:47:23] okcforgottenman: Check on it later, maybe. Don’t want a crippled bat in Yolanda’s path tomorrow.
[2017-09-05 23:47:55] okcforgottenman: How you suffer for blog stories!
[2017-09-05 23:47:59] Judy: It will be in Pasiano’s path first.
[2017-09-05 23:48:01] Judy: Ha.
[2017-09-05 23:48:03] Judy: yes..
[2017-09-05 23:48:09] Judy: no. no photos.
[2017-09-05 23:48:19] okcforgottenman: I wasn’t gonna ask.
[2017-09-05 23:48:37] Judy: and there was another little stand for a doll I made but must be under the bed. I had two little handmade dolls up there that are gone.
[2017-09-05 23:48:39] okcforgottenman: What made the sound of breaking glass?
[2017-09-05 23:48:45] Judy: probably destroyed.
[2017-09-05 23:48:55] Judy: I don’t know.. perhaps the metal stand for the doll.
[2017-09-05 23:49:20] okcforgottenman: How did the kitties react while you were battling?
[2017-09-05 23:50:02] Judy: Without knowing it, I was kicking the stand around when i chased the bat and kept thinking I heard breaking glass. For awhile I thought the bat was making the noise..but then once it was under the pillow, and I still heard the noise, I realized it was coming from behind me and was me kicking the little metal stand.
[2017-09-05 23:50:32] Judy: I opened the door and they ran down the hall to terrorize Annie in my bathroom. I could hear her hissing. Never a dull moment, Dux.
[2017-09-05 23:50:44] Judy: better go see if she ran into my closet.
[2017-09-05 23:51:09] okcforgottenman: Doggies none the wiser?
[2017-09-05 23:51:24] Judy: Annie is asleep in her bed in the tub in my room.
[2017-09-05 23:51:51] Judy: No noise from dogs that I remember. If they’d been in the house the whole room would’ve been wrecked.
[2017-09-05 23:52:00] Judy: gonna go give kitties more food and water. They can’t eat past 1 AM because they are being spayed or neutered tomorrow.  Poor tykes.
[2017-09-05 23:52:38] okcforgottenman: Shame you couldn’t adopt the bat, teach him to play fetch with Morrie.
[2017-09-06 00:01:53] Judy: Oh god, Dux. What a life. Do you think I have more odd things happen than most people or do I just make more of a fuss over them?

(Published before Dux (aka okcforgottenman) responded further.)

R.I.P. little interloper.  Wish I hadn’t overreacted and you’d been able to fly away. I admit that I panicked. I had my film group over to watch “Love at First Bite” on Sunday night.

The Hardest Way: Which Way Challenge, Aug 11, 2017

 

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The Kitten Way (Where There’s a Will, There’s a Way!)

Ollie is now eight times the weight he was when the kittens were left beside my garage two months ago and his sisters have increased in weight four times. They now reside in the guest bedroom which has a sliding glass door to the outside that I leave open.  I’ve built plywood walls that block their progress outside to a 20 foot long outside terrace devoted completely to them.  It is shaded by napa palms whose trunks are too slippery for them to climb to gain access to the wall that seals my house off from the street.  We bought a big bag of sand to put in the planter that runs along the wall so they now have inside and outside litter places. They sleep piled on top of each other on the newest and most comfortable bed in the house and also have access to a new very large outside doghouse with raised entry so the rain can’t get in. This will hopefully be their sleeping place once they’ve had their rabies shots and/or spaying and neutering.

Kukla and Roo, however, are not content with their roaming area.  A few days ago, I was in my bathroom feeding Annie, my 15 year old cat who has decided to become an inside cat.  She refuses to stir outside of my bathroom and has commandeered the large tub/shower area for her own, complete with cushy bed and litter tray.  She will deign to leave her sanctuary only for meals and affectionate head scratchings. At any rate, I was getting ready for a party, so I left the bathroom but was back and forth doing those sortings and puttings-away that seem to mainly get done when company is coming.  I was just passing the door to my  (Annie’s) bathroom when Kukla came streaking out of the door.  How in the world?  She was supposed to be in her own room or run with all doors closed and walls constructed!  She ran into my bedroom which had sliding glass doors, two of which were open to the back yard where the dread dogs were!

I slid the sliders closed, then glanced into the bathroom just in time to see Roo spread-eagled at the window, inside the bars, about to climb through the glass slats and the screen, which evidently they’d forced open in spite of the fact that it was screwed in place!  This window was immediately over Annie’s bed. She looked surprised and stunned–too discombobulated to hiss as she usually did in their presence.  I extracted Roo, pushed the screen shut and cranked the glass louvers completely shut.

R.I.P. Annie. (No. Not departed.  Just literally resting in peace, quietly purring, happy for her restored solitude.)

Resourceful kittens will find their own way.

 

For Cee’s Which Way Challenge. (Sorry, but WordPress won’t let me establish a link.)