It looks like you hit the jackpot when you found your people.

Here are 7 things about me (Duchess),

1. I was about 2 years old when I found the Crafty Woman. I had done some time in kitty prison (the pound) before the Siamese rescue people brought me to much better accomodations.

2. The CW had come to the pet stores the nice people at the NYC Siamese Rescue brought me to in the hopes of getting me adopted many times to visit me before she took me home. I think she was stalking me.

3. I will only eat my dry food. Canned food and human food don’t appeal to me at all.

4. Feline Greenies make me happy.

5. Yarn is great, but I usually only watch, and only rarely snag it for myself.

6. I live with two bunnies, and one of my favorite places to sleep is in their cage with them. This makes CW very nervous but I’m very careful not to hurt them or upset them.

7.I trained CW to wake up at 4 am to wave my cat toy around a little by knocking everything I could off any flat surface until she got the hint. Then I’m happy to go back to bed. I don’t think CW likes this very much because sometimes she just closes the door on the bedroom, which is really not very sporting of her.

-Duchess

This is Terry and my people were gone all weekend. I can’t turn on the computer by myself, so I had to wait until my Sock Knitter got home. I wish she would let me write on her blog sometimes.

I won’t bore you with seven things, but I’ll tell you just one. I was a feral kitten once. I mean, my parents and grandparents and aunts and cousins are all part of a feral colony fed by my Sock Knitter’s friend in West Virginia. They’re all afraid of people and I just don’t understand that. Maybe it’s because I lost my mama really early, in fact I don’t even remember her. But the lady in West Virginia gives all the cats food, and I let her know how much I liked that. And she would play with me, and pet me and I liked that a lot, too. Then my siblings began to disappear. I think I was traumatized because I can’t seem to tell anyone what happened to them and it scared me. When my Sock Knitter came to West Virginia for a visit, she was hoping I’d want to go home with her because she needed a kitten. I decided to give it a try. Living outside with all my relatives in West Virginia was fun, but kinda dangerous. I’m happy here in Tennessee, where I live inside and get to play with socks all I want. Sometimes I play with my Sock Knitter’s yarn, too and she doesn’t like that. But mostly she just loves me and we’re all happy.

Well, it was good talking to you. I need to run because Sock Knitter wants to turn off the computer and go to bed. I hope you’ll write on the blog again!

Terry

So…while the mom’s away, the cat will play? We’re all rescues here…
Kiwi is a full-figured female feline tabby with a white belly. Doodles is medium haired grey boy, and Rocky is a black & white muscle bound tom cat, and Penny is a very delicate calico girl.

Here’s 7 things about us:

1. Kiwi never goes outside, but Rocky and Doodles love to be out and about.
2. All of us, including our two canine family members (Buddy and Millie) sleep in a king sized bed with mom and dad…They complain, but we know they love it. Doodles sleeps right on top of mom.
3. We never catch mice if they’re in the house. In fact, Kiwi runs and hides from them and the boys just watch the mice. One time Mom came downstairs and there was a mouse sitting on the kitchen counter top taking a bath and she got mad at us for not doing our “job.” No one told us that we had JOBS!
4. Penny has lots of extra toes - she looks like she’s wearing multi-thumbed mittens on each of her feet.
5. Rocky and Doodles both drool when they get petted…YUCK!
6. Sometimes we knock things over and the dogs get blamed. (Kiwi stole mom’s knitting the other day and hid it - but she knew it was Kiwi that time.)
7. Instead of a litter box, we have a kiddy pool in the basement filled up with cat litter. Mom says there’s just too many of us for individual litter boxes. She’s rigged up a special rake thing that makes cleaning it a breeze. But rocky and doodles both pee in the toilet! No one taught them to do it, they just watched the humans and then started doing it themselves. We’re wicked smart cats!

Well, Zoe - don’t get caught on any kitty porn sites or anything like that. OH and when you order online, make sure you hide the credit card bill. Otherwise the humans know what you did.

Love and purrs to you!
Doodles, Penny, Kiwi, Rocky, Buddy, and Millie

Have a great summer, Zoe!

Your WV friends,
Gracie and Gizmo

It’s me…um..Zake

Boy, I didn’t think my Mom and Dad would ever leave me alone so I could get on the putter.

I read all about you over Mom’s shoulder. Boy, do you have pretty eyes! (flirt..flirt ) Is it working usually I bat my eyes real slow at Mom and it works with her?

We have a lot in common you know. My parents rescued me from those awful streets too. The only difference is I was only just a wee little one of 7 weeks when they brought me home. I really love them for that….but it’s usually on my terms.

I don’t like to be picked up, but I love to lay on my Mom and Dad’s laps. I just go up and tap them on the shoulder and tell them…put down what you’re doing..it’s my time now. It bothers Mom when she has those two sticks. Here I am on her lap and she is stretching her arms around me and still trying to do something with them and all the time that string is dangling on my fur. If she doesn’t quit it I’m just going to have to bite her.

My favorite place or places to relax is on my perches. I have two and each is in front of a window. I love to watch my juicy robins that come close to get their worms. I also have squirrels that run along the top of the fence. I like to lay on my back and look at them upside down a lot of times.

Oh, guess what my favorite toy is (does soul mates come to mind?)? I Love my infrared light toy. It’s better than catnip. The other night Mom was doing that thing with the sticks in bed and I saw my toy on the coffee table so I thought I’d just bring it to her so she’d play with me. Boy do people get excited over the smallest things. I really impressed her. She stopped everything and played with me.

Well, I have to go because I just heard the garage door opener. I just wanted to say real quick that I’m glad your Mom puts you on her site alot because I can see you over my Mom’s shoulder and you’re not a figment of my imagination.

Bye Zoe…from your tuxedo kitty…….Jake

This is Ted, I’m Katy’;s Watch Fish. What’s that? You never heard of a watch fish? Some folks have watch dogs, I’m a Betta Watch Fish. Katy says her landlord won’t let her have a furry pet so I came to live with her. I like to swim and swim around my bowl and bury my food in the rocks in my bowl. (Katy says that I think I’m a dog because I do that). I also like to be petted….when Katy feeds me, I’ll let her pet me with her finger. Sometimes. If she’s giving me the treats that I like.

Why are you looking at me like I’m lunch? I think I better get back to my bowl and hope Katy doesn’t notice the water drops on the keyboard.