Aby-a-Day – December 31: Happy New Year!

Well, we’ve made it through another year, Abyfriends. Thank you for all your support, friendship and comments.


Jacoby says, “NyanNyanNyanNyanNyanNyanNyanNyanNyanNyanNyanNyanNyan…”

Other People’s Abys – When the sun shone, the poison flower breathed cold

Deborah Feltham, of Glendoveer Abyssinians, shared this story on one of the Aby lists, reminding us of the dangers of plants in the house.

I had bought a very fancy Pointsetta that I was told is hybridized nowadays and no longer poisonous. I brought this rather costly ornamental plant and put it on my coffee table. Fortunately (I guess) I had to work most of Xmas and 2 days before I was already too tired to make it to my bedroom and fell asleep on the sofa. I woke to find Endora chewing on the plant. Thinking it was a safe plant, I made her leave it alone and fell back to sleep. I went to work that night and when I got home next morning I found Endora VERY sick. I watched her head roll to one side and she appeared to have rigors so I grabbed her (which seemed to rouse her some) and rushed her to the vet. By the time we got to the vet she was waking up but the vet felt she ‘may’ have had a seizure. She had a temp at that point and her heartrate was high. Inside her mouth her lips and gums were very red. We had a ton of bloodwork done and the vet called poison control (I had brought the plant with me to the vet).

The bloodwork showed that she was not experiencing any kidney issues, and poison control said that the plant IS irritating and likely caused the red gums, but because I got her in right away she would be okay. Long story short, Endora is now fine, the plant is adopted out to apetless home, and I will never, ever, have another. I have no idea what possessed me to bring this thing into my home anyway as it is not something I would normally do! Vet costs are incredibly high here and the bloodwork alone was $250, so you can only imagine how costly this plant was, never mind how much it ‘could’ have cost!!!

If someone tells you that the plants today are hybridized, PLEASE avoid them anyway!! While they may not kill your pet, they can definitely make them very sick 😦 Endora is going to be on antibiotics for a couple of weeks because of the irritation to her mouth and we are planning to repeat her bloodwork ‘just in case’ later on, but right now she is back to normal.

Remember, too, with spring coming up, that all members of the lily family are extremely poisonous. Some varieties, even the pollen can kill a cat – and this goes for cut flowers as well as potted, living plants. If you make any new year’s resolutions, keeping plants out of the house, for the sake of your cats, is a very good one to make.

Aby-a-Day – December 30: What are you doing New Year’s Eve? (Fashion Friday)

One of Jacoby’s Christmas presents was a burgundy tuxedo from BaxterBoo.


I couldn’t resist it! It was on sale and only cost $14!


It’s actually a harness, too, which is convenient. It came with its own matching bowtie and top hat…but of course Jake doesn’t need those; he has a much nicer tie and hat already.


I know the top hat will look fantastic with his tux, but I’m not sure how the dickey will work with the harness-front of the tuxedo. The green silk tie will look amazing, though. And there’s nothing that says he can’t wear a regular tie with a tux.


I really like the burgundy colour of this tuxedo.


Someday, I want to get dressed up in one of my fanciest cocktail dresses and actual high heels and go out somewhere with him. It’s actually easier to get him dressed up than it is to get my husband to wear a suit and tie!


However, the only thing any of us are doing New Year’s Eve is watching the fireworks over Boston Harbor. Hopefully, it won’t be too cold tomorrow night!

I Can Has Cheezburger: Cyoot kitten alert!

Today, I Can Has Cheezburger featured what looks like a red silver Aby kitten.

Aby-a-Day – December 29: Mom! Hey Mom! Watch me! Are you watching? Mom! Watch me!

Jacoby has a great sense for cameras. By which I mean, if he sees me taking pictures, or if he hears the shutter going off, he is there.


It doesn’t seem to matter if it’s my actual camera or the camera on my iPhone; he hears the shutter sound (real or simulated) and he just goes to town.


“Lookit me, Mom! I’m scratching! Did you get that? Do you need me to do it again?”

Incensed, Abyssinianly-Speaking

Lisa-Maria, keeper of the Mooners, posted this holiday cautionary tale on one of the Aby lists:

I am not big into perfumes or strong scents. I like things, places, people, and yes, cats, to be and smell clean. “Clean” is not an overpowering thing in my olfactory enterprise, it is inviting, pleasant, and welcoming. Nowhere do I practice this definition more so than in my home, where I want things clean so I can tell when something is not. When someone–and by “someone” I do mean feline–barfs, poops, or pees either in or out of a designated area (and while I can train any cat to roll over on command, I have yet to get any single one of them to make a beeline for a toilet bowl when they feel a retch coming on. Strange, since so many millions of college students seem to know this as second nature), I want to detect it so I can remove it promptly.

On weekends at home I do, every now and then, light up a mildly scented candle, or enjoy the woody smell of burning logs in the fireplace. With that in mind, I purchased a Scentsy warmer, a popular item that diffuses scent by means of a light bulb heating fragrance-embedded wax cubes. I had heard great things about this product, my friends both in and out of the cat fancy love it, and not only are there a vast array of warmer designs to fit any decorating theme, there are also lots of great fragrances to choose from. I was delighted with my Scentsy warmer, and while purchasing it at a cat show, I also picked up a large variety of the scented wax cubes. Though I had not actually used the Scentsy yet, I was eagerly awaiting a chilly winter weekend at home to plug it in and melt my first cube of fragrant wax.

Therefore, I was rather surprised, no I was downright shocked, when I walked through my door after arriving home from work one day and was overpowered by “Autumn Sunset”, “Embers”, “Echo,” “Pomegranate Morning”, “Festival of Trees,” and a hairball two feet from the doorway that smelled vaguely of “Cozy Fireside.”

Combined, the mob of fragrances did a great deal to suggest that I had fallen into a terribly deep, smothering compost pile from which I would never crawl out.

I stepped over the “Cozy Fireside” dried hairball and, walking further into my house, saw that each of the plastic holders for the Scentsy fragrant wax cubes had been bitten into, and were spread all over the house.

Repeatedly bitten into.

This is the sort of evidence that tells me that one cat first bit into each of the plastic holders, realized that not even “Pomegranate Morning” offered any type of true feline promise, and left the hard plastic containers for the other cats to each have a go at and discover the same thing. Once each clear plastic container was riddled with bites and deemed a letdown, then the only value the containers had was as hockey puck-like amusements for bored Abyssinians. No doubt, as each fragranced wax package sailed across the floor, down the stairs, and under the sofa and chairs, the delightful scents within escaped, coalesced, and thus became one huge, unbearable, undesirable, and unforgettable stench. This was not a “clean” smell, this was the smell from hell.

Although I do feel there is some commercial potential for “Cozy Fireside” alternative fuel light-able hairballs, don’t be surprised if you find a brand new contemporary Scentsy warmer in an upcoming show raffle.

When asked who she thought the instigator was, Lisa-Marie said, “Twyla Mooner is almost always, without fail, the ‘ringleader’ of any package opening. Her daughter LuLu is almost always the lead in any packaging/mailing tape chewing-off and spitting out. LuLu’s son and daughter, Banjo and Danna respectively, have the lead on most ‘gravity experiments’ involving heavy or breakable objects proving to be so. Twyla’s other daughter, Racy Mooner, is the one primarily responsible for locking herself behind closed doors, eventually being missed, and eventually being rediscovered.”

It’s nice to know that every Aby has their own special job, isn’t it?

Other People’s Abys – It’s only an Aby moon

You may recall my post last month about Hitails Banjo Mooner, who was named 3rd Best Cat at the CFA National Show this year. And I’d also posted Hitails Racy Mooner’s charming Halloween costume.

Lisa-Marie has sent me photos of Banjo and also his mom, Lulu:

Banjo 3

“One is of his last show as a kitten in October, where he was receiving Best Kitten from judge Tracy Petty,


and the other I snapped tonight as he was running around. I think he looks quite a bit like his grandmother Twyla,


and also here is his mother LuLu Mooner. I have a sneaking suspicion that you just might be hearing more about Mr. Banjo…”

I for one cannot wait!