JESUS is Christmas really next week? Fuck. I have been thinking about my friends who I love and appreciate, and I keep drawing blanks on presents. I think I will be a last-minute Lucy this year.
I’m having that thing right now where my head is just kind of hissing inside when I stop to think because I am so busy and engaged otherwise. I have been preparing a lot of offal this month–kidneys, pickling lamb tongues, and so on.
Much like my winter mania, sickness has hit the land early. Franny cannot remember anything right now, and Strudel is a little plugged up and cannot hear. Comedy ensued last night, as Franny asked me the same questions repeatedly and Strudel shouted “WHAT?” every time her sister spoke.
“Mom, what are you making for dinner?” Franny said.
“WHAT?” Strudel yelled.
“I told you, a roasted turkey breast,” I said.
“WHAT?”
“Oh yeah.”
“Jesus Mary Etc, it’s the lost dwarfs, Deafy and Forgetty.”
“Mom!” Franny protested.
“WHO lost a DOOR?” Deafy Dwarf shouted.
In Other News: Hello Goethe.
And Hello Matilda.
They huddled in the crate behind their mother, who was petite and bright eyed and looking at me critically, as cats do. No yowling or desperate clawing from this bunch like the other cats in other crates, though I wouldn’t have blamed them if they did.
“So, what happens to their mom when I take them?” I asked.
“Oh…she goes into the adult cat room. And waits for someone who wants an adult cat.”
I looked at the adult cat room, overstuffed with adult cats sleeping, playing, eating, and generally looking like a fuzzy used-car lot. I pictured the mother in there, too, after we had gone.
Hello Mere.
This makes me so happy. Thanks for taking the mama too! I’m thirsty now, goodbye.
oh meow meow. They soothe the wound somewhat. And so frisky! Do they talk to each other a lot?
OMG your carpet is so WHITE. Do you sleep?
Also, congratulations on your new family! Furry xmas to you.
You are such a good person. You know that, right?
Hi Greer!!
Nina: I think it’s a weird effect with the light shining in. The carpets are really more of a mocha color. I have been vacuuming a lot with the flea-vanquishing.
Dorrie: They are purr-talkers. Prrrow? PRRROW?
Awwwwwwwwwww. I had to do the same thing a month or two after my 18-year-old cat was euthanized after a dog attack (f***ing dog). I’ve got a fat, furry little man now, who appears to have Don King in a headlock, and seems to be wearing fuzzy Hammer pants.
Greer’s right, you’re one hell of a good person.
Congratulations on the new additions! I have sibling cats (who were once sibling kittens) and they can be a little crazy at times, but always fun. So glad the little family got to stay together.
Sorry that you’re sad. When my cat died, I felt like the best way to honor her was to rescue some more cats. Bittersweet.
I love you so hard right now, I can’t even stand it.
Hello kittens and mama!
My sister’s cat must be brain-damaged or something, because whenever she drinks water, one of her paws bats in time to her lapping, like she’s swiping at something. It’s pretty amusing.
The Wuz and I sat here and watched the kittens drinking twice. She tried to tell me she was cuter, and I was all ‘nuh-uh!’.
I’m glad they get to be in your family.
Also, how funny is Strudel? Hehe! Deafy. I think when she grows up she’s going to be a dirty version of Tina Fey.
I LOVE that you took the mom too! So wonderful! It is truly a christmas miracle
So how is it going with the diatomaceous earth? Is it working?
ok so I actually just gasped out loud when I saw you took the Mama too. So awesome. Thank You.
Nope! It’s not working, and neither is the Frontline they were treated with at the shelter. They are officially insane and I have to wait til Monday to get them into the vet to get Revolution apparently.
YOU TOOK THE MOM TOO! THAT RULES!! Ok, sorry for shouting, reading that made my heart grow three sizes rather suddenly which was rather alarming but I’m all better now. Anyway. They’re gorgeous.
We’ve had the fleas hardcore this fall, and had success with a 50/50 diatomaceous earth/Borax mixture, though we basically had to leave it in vast drifts throughout the house for nearly a week before vacuuming it up, then followed up with weekend treatments for the next month. It’s a major pain in the ass though, and I would’ve gone to the vet’s for a quicker solution in a heartbeat if I wasn’t so cheap.
there is no evil that fuzzy kittens and cats will not cure, i’m fairly positive.
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I’m so sorry about the flea thing. I had a little bedbug scare and was going to try D.E. for that, but then it turned out to be a mosquito not a bedbug that was making those neat little lines of bites night after night. Whew! Lice, pinworm, bedbugs, fleas—hate ’em all.
Right fucking on!!!!!!!!!!!!
So, update, it looks like this batch of super soldier fleas are NOT resistant to Advantage, whew. I passed on that stuff years ago because OTHER fleas were resistant to it. Some people on the interwebs say that rotating brands is key. :/ They are dead for now.
Beautiful kitties! I teared up reading this, for serious. We have 3 as well, 2 that came from a litter of 4 found on the side of the road 6 years ago (my mom kept the other 2) and one that we adopted out of our parking lot last winter. The parking lot kitty replaced my husband’s cat of 16 years who we had to put to sleep in the summer of ’09. He’s a shithead (the cat, not my husband) who gets into EVERYTHING but it’s a good mix since the other two are older and more laid back.
PS One of them is the biggest, gayest cat I have ever seen. I now thing that everyone should own a gay cat at some point in their life.
As the owner of six rescue cats (I’ve got one that could definitely give shezbot’s gay cat a run for its money. His name is Kafka, but we call him Buster, a la Arrested Development.) and one rescue dog (and as a generally tender-hearted towards homeless animals human being who uses entirely too many parantheticals), this:
“I looked at the adult cat room, overstuffed with adult cats sleeping, playing, eating, and generally looking like a fuzzy used-car lot. I pictured the mother in there, too, after we had gone.”
made me cry.
Bravo to you for taking her home and loving her.
Oh, and re: fleas. All of our animals (cats and dog) take comfortis once a month from April to October. Only the dog goes out, but we treat the cats on the off chance that a flea rides in on our pant legs. Keeps the fleas at bay – we have yet to have any in the house. It is a bit pricey, but if your cats are going to stay indoors, you might be able to treat them for a few months, until everything is flea-free, then eliminate the flea meds?
There are some conflicting reviews – it appears that some animals have had some side effects with comfortis, but I believe that we run that risk anytime we give our animals medicine or put chemicals on them. Our dog is highly allergic to flea bites (and everything else, including grass), so the small risk of a reaction to the medicine was less frightening than the risk of flea bites (she literally breaks out in hives. Have you ever seen a pug dog with hives? It’s not pretty!). We have seven animals, and not one has had any reaction, besides being flea free.
Thanks for sharing, and for the flea tips!
WELL DONE for taking the mother cat too. The description of a ‘fuzzy used-car lot’ is so apt. They are beautiful! May you experience lots of cosiness and purring all together. Merry Christmas.