Friday, July 15, 2016

A Week With the Owners of My Home

Whiskey and Boris have been up to their usual shenanigans while the human is in the process of making Cat Noir CC a non-profit in an attempt to raise funds to help more black cats get adopted--starting with mine.

The other day I tossed a reusable grocery bag into the reading nook as a reminder to take it to the car. I noticed that Boris appeared to be packing a few things to take on a trip.

There is a nun, a toy pickle, a holy mother that glows in the dark, a bird, a pineapple, a koala bear, a snack holder, and, if you look under the bookshelf there is a match stick that is carved into a mini Elvis Presley (because the cat has to ruin my stuff). I'm not sure where he is going, but he is adding to his stash. Sounds like a fun vacation to me. By the way, all of the items on the bag were either in another room or on the 4th or 5th shelf of the bookcase before Boris moved them.

What wasn't in Boris' getaway bag was his toy butterfly, which he has made abundantly clear is no longer something he wants in the house. In fact, I don't think he even wants me in the house at this point.

The problem it that I planted a butterfly bush in the yard, which basically is a live toy producing machine for Boris. When I saw him take down a butterfly with the greatest of ease, I immediately started to prance about with the string of fake butterflies and was met with this heart-warming look of contempt.

A new rug also made it into the bathroom courtesy of the human's six jobs. Furless has yet to be able to touch the rug because both cats are using it constantly. As if taking over the rug wasn't enough, the boys continue to take the towels off the rack and add a little extra padding to the floor.

The rug already needs to be washed, but Boris has his plans for the floor covering that pretty much negates any future cleaning efforts.

Finally, Whiskey may have set the stage for the demise of Cat Noir CC with his blatant disrespect of the Holy Mother. I strolled by the kitchen window and let out a shriek louder than the first time I felt that ruler smack my knuckles for some long forgotten misdeed born of being a child. Much to my horror, my 22-pound bundle of teeth and claws was pooping in the great Virgin's territory.

I shrunk against the wall willing Whiskey to stop his misplaced biological instinct before the angel Gabriel swooped down to defend the divine from defecation.

My shouts and tears of anguish fell on deaf triangle-shaped, rotating ears. I knew it was too late when his big paws started flinging dirt over the hole he had dug--not unlike someone tossing a handful of dirt on what was surly soon to be my casket.

I hope you all have a fantastic week with your cats, mine have taken over the house, and I am living in the car. Perhaps I should make myself a non-profit.

There is also a new video, Boris the Doorstep, that is only a click away

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Saturday, July 2, 2016

Pets and 4th of July

In America, the 4th of July is a celebration of our declaration of independence, our coming out as our own nation. Naturally, over the centuries all those victories and decisions by our country’s forefathers have become a reason to barbecue anything that once moved and fed on grains and grass.
All ready for mom, apple pie and tuna. Wait that's baseball
It is also a day to consume mass quantities of alcohol, which explains it being Time magazine’s seventh biggest drunken holiday--St. Patrick’s Day is number 1 and the Super Bowl is 10.   

Right about the time the meat and alcohol collide, everyone thinks that they are a professional pyro-technician and set out to fill the skies, the streets, the neighbor’s tree with smoke, colors, pops, booms and bangs to the delight of the onlookers.

It all sounds like a good time, but it is not delightful for all. There are furry family members who don’t understand the celebration nor give a hoot about the 13 colonies and the former allegiance to the British Crown. In fact the only thing they know is fear, confusion and a desire to flee the sights and sounds.

This 4th of July make sure your pets are in a safe, comfortable place. Here are some tips:
             Make sure your dog is wearing a current license tag and both cat and dog have updated microchip information. A license tag is your dog’s ticket home. Animal Services can quickly reunite lost animals with their families if the animals are wearing a license and microchipped and owner information is up to date. 
More pets get lost on the 4th of than any other day of the year.
             Keep them inside. Bring indoor/outdoor cats and dogs inside. Set up a nice quiet spot in a windowless room, if possible, or keep them in a carrier or kennel. Even if you think your yard is secure, a frightened dog will find a way to escape and a tied up dog may strangle itself trying to get away. 

             Leave the TV or radio on to distract them; soothing noise may help keep pets calm. 
Whiskey and Boris are really into Justin Timberlake these days.
             Do not bring your pet to a fireworks display. For their safety and the safety of others, 
please leave your pet(s) at home. 
I live near a huge beach celebration and the number of people who bring their dogs is shocking. It is too loud and fireworks are flying all over the place.
Whiskey during a field sobriety test

             Alcohol and Pets Don’t Mix. Do not give your pets access to alcohol. It has the potential to poison pets. If ingested, the animal could become very intoxicated and weak, severely depressed or could go into a coma. Death from respiratory failure is also a possibility in severe cases.
             Do not put glow jewelry on your pets, or allow them to play with it. While the luminescent substance contained in these products is not highly toxic, excessive drooling and gastrointestinal irritation could still result from ingestion, and intestinal blockage could occur from swallowing large pieces of the plastic containers.
             If your dog or cat is especially noise sensitive, consider having someone stay home 
with them, taking them to a boarding facility, or discuss sedatives with your veterinarian. 

I give my cats calming treats, which can be found at most pet stores. They work really well and the boys spend most of the night relaxing in a dark room with the door closed in case someone leaves the front door open. I also check on them throughout the festivities to let them know that they are not forgotten.
Boris has always been a showboat

Have a banging 4th of July and keep your pets safe. Leftover beer is welcome, let me clarify, unopened leftover beer is welcomed.
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