Wordy Wednesday - Chica's 21st Birthday Week

Me Chica picking on Yoko again!

More stories for my birthday week.  As you can see from the pic above - I was a terror for poor Yoko when I was younger.  I was two when Mom and Pop added her to the household, thinking I would like a playmate - NOT!  I preferred to be the only cat and stalked Yoko whenever I could.  All I had to do was just sit and stare at her when she was playing with a toy I wanted and she would slink away scared to death!  I always got what I wanted. hehehe

I loved to play and had games I made up to play with Mom.  One was called Pennies!  Mom would slide a penny on the terrazzo floor from one end of the room to me and I would pounce on the penny and catch it.  It was like penny hockey!  I was good at it. Mom would keep them coming one after another!

Another game I played was catch - Mom would throw a jingle ball high in the air to me and I would jump up on my hind legs and catch it - almost every time!  I guess I was a bit of a jock then!

I also liked to play hide and seek with Mom.  She would go hide behind a door or someplace like that and call me.  I would slowly walk through the house looking for her, peeking behind things and under stuff until I found her.  She would jump out with a whoop and I would run and hide for her to find me. 

My favorite hiding place was the bathtub.  I would lay on the tub floor and wait for Mom to find me.  Sometimes she would be right there but stay quiet so I would lift my head up to peer over the tub ledge with just my ear tips and eyes visible!  She laughed when I did that and thought I was so smart and cute!  I am!

I only play for a few minutes at a time now but up until 2-3 years ago, I could still catch the balls Mom threw to me.  Now I just like to push them around the floor.

Me today - I would rather be quiet and nap!

Help yourself to ham apps and grab some bitty balls to play with.  We have plenty of food coming. Ya'll come back.  Do you guys have any questions for an ancient kitty like me?  I would be happy to answer your questions in the next post - fire away!

Tortie Birthday Tuesday with Chica

My first Christmas.

Welcome back to my 21st Birthday celebration - all week. Today Mom wants me to tell the story of how I escaped, not very long after she found me. I guess I was used to being outside and wanted to get back out even tho I loved my new home.

I would try to get out when Mom and Pop opened the door but they were quick and caught me every time...unitl one day. A neighbor came by to tell Mom something just as it was getting dark. You know how some people stand in the doorway, not in and not out of the house with the door partly open? Well, that is what happened that night. I took the opportunity to go out and scooted as fast as I could out into the dark.

Being a black tortie makes me pretty hard to see at night. Mom just hollered at me to come home and took off after me in her bare feet, afraid that if she took her eyes off me for a second, she would lose me. This was a new place for me so I was stopping alot to smell the smells and listen to the new noises. Mom caught up with me in a neighbor's yard and scooped me up.

Me a few years old and still in FL

"Darn, I was just having some fun." I didn't want to go in yet so I leaped high out of her arms and was on the run again.

Mom was right on my tail running thru people's back yards not caring if they saw us or not! Mom caught me again about three houses down when I stopped to sniff a cool scent on the ground. This time I thought she was gonna squish me for sure. She was holding me so tight and telling me to stay put.

Mom seemed pretty upset so I just stayed quiet until she got back to the house. She gave me a good scolding and lecture about how I would get lost in a new place if I went out like that again.

I never tried to escape that house anymore but did get out a couple more times in our new house in another neighborhood in Florida. I always waited until we had company who were not used to cats. They didn't watch for me and I could just slip out when they went out. But this house had a chain link fence all around and that stopped me every time. I didn't know how to go over it like the neighbor cats did so I just stopped and looked at it and Mom or Pop would scoop me up and bring me back inside.

I guess Mom should have named me Houdini for trying to escape so much! I don't do that anymore - I love being inside with Mom and Pop and all the other cats. We have tasty shrimps today to nom on and feather toys to play with. Stay a bit and have fun. See ya tomorrow.  This is fun celebrating all week like this!

Chica's 21 st Birthday Week Long Celebration

Me shortly after Mom found me.

My birthday is Sunday June 24 but this year Mom is featuring me all week long on the blog to celebrate my life of 21 years.  How often does a kitty live that long?  We will have an open house this week with lots of food, beverages and games and toys so do drop back in. The big party will be on Sunday with all kinds of surprises.

For each post I will tell a story about me - some fun thing I do or a good story from my younger days.  I am Mom's first cat. It was fate that she found me just after Christmas in 1991.  She was living in Florida then and was at a strip mall and noticed a bunch of people  talking to a kitten.  That was me!  I was trying to get inside the store and was on my hind legs, pawing at the window for all I was worth.  I was ignoring everybody.  People were trying to get me to come to them but I was not going to do it.

Mom came by and talked to me and I turned right around and went to her!  I knew she was supposed to be my Mom.  No one knew how I got there or who I belonged to.  Mom had to get me some kitty supplies so she put me in the car in the shade and went to get food, litter and all the good stuff.  I sat on her lap in the car when we drove back to the house, looking out the window.  I knew this was the my forever home.

Mom did try to find out if I was lost - she called the animal shelter, looked in the paper and asked everyone nearby if they ever saw me before but no one had.  I think someone dumped me at the shopping center - their loss!

Mom didn't know much about cats, never mind torties like me.  I did what I wanted when I wanted.  I didn't like to be petted back then - I preferred to sit in the same room with Mom and Pop and be with them.  Mom kept me inside but I had a screened porch to play on and I liked to be out there.

I had a very loud purr and would sleep on their bedroom dresser at night purring so loud Pop couldn't sleep.  He would put me outside the room and shut the door.  That made me mad so I would pummel the door with my front paws! Of course they let me back in. They didn't realize then that I made the rules!

Come back tomorrow for more stories about me!  Help yourself to all the goodies and hang out with me for a while today.  I am so very grateful to have me sooo many great cats since we began blogging in 2009!

P.S. We still don't have a computer so we don't have access to our photos. Mom has to sneak some at work or use old ones we have on the blog.  I am feeling much better and so is Snowball who is still on antibiotics for his UTI!

Tough Tuesday

Chica helping Mom

Mom is running ragged here so we apologize if we have not visited back yet.  She is still using her friend's tiny laptop to do the blog posts.

Snowball with friends

Snowball continues to be uncomfortable - will check with the vet today to make sure we are using the right antibiotic for him.  He is still able to pee so that is one good thing - he is eating well but still having to go to the litter box often.

Chica had a rough day yesterday.  She has been having a tough time of it lately.  Vomiting her food back up a while after eating.  Yesterday she did not want to eat all day.  Mom got a few bites in but she was not interested and also burped a bit too.  With her having chronic renal failure it is most likely stoach acid.  She gets Pepcid but may need more.  Will call the vet today. Mom gave her a blend of homeopathic remedies last night and it worked - she ate and seemed to feel better. She ate her Pepcid the morning and a bit of breakfast.

Please keep both Chica and Snowball on your purr list!

Snowball Rushed to VET

UPDATE
Snowball is home and on antibiotics fo a UTI - bacterial infection.  He was very swollen but not blocked completely and went on his own.  We are sooo happy to have our boy back home.  Thank you for all your purrs and comments.  I will visit ya'll on Sunday after I get some rest!

I noticed Snowball sitting in the litter box this morning but nothing was coming out. I gave him a dose of antibiotic I had on hand and called the VET.  I had not noticed any straining, small pee balls or anything before this altho he had a UTI in March of this year.  Being very large and still quite feral, we had to lure him into the dog kennel cage rather than the cat carrier. He was very alert and curious on the way to the VET. They did get a urine specimen from him already and we will wait to see what that shows.
 
I still do not have a computer - I am borrowing a friend's laptop and it is slow going as I am not used to working on this!  For pics I will have to use old ones I already have on other blog posts.

Please keep our sweet boy in your thoughts and keep those purrs coming!