AbyFriend Kelli sent me another update on Allie the kitten this morning.
She is such a mess, into absolutely everything! I’ve started calling her “Gator” as a nickname, as in “Allie-gator.” 🙂 It works well because she is obsessed with water, always playing in the running faucets. She is just a doll, but she’s also the Aby in charge around my house. LOL.
Every time I hear about Allie, I can’t help but smile!
This never really happened, mainly because we never leave food unattended like this. But it definitely could happen.
(Click cartoon to embiggen, or you can view all cartoons in Slideshow mode on Flickr.)
City cats have a whole different skillset than cats who live in rural settings.
Take, for example, the elevator.
Most cats would have no idea what the heck was happening to them if you put them into a box that took them to another place, but Jacoby takes it in stride.
“Oh, hey, the lobby! Cool.”
He knows that the buttons have something to do with making the doors open, and he knows which doors to stand in front on so he’s ready when they open. One of the elevators opens on both sides depending on which floor you’re on, and he almost always remembers which door is the one that will open.
He also gets impatient when the doors don’t open quickly enough for his liking.
If you’re looking for an Abyssinian, you really do need to be aware of unscrupulous breeders. Check out this advert on a UK website called Pets4Homes:
3 BEAUTIFUL FEMALE PEDIGREE X KITTENS
The Abyssinian is a pedigree breed of domesticated cat with a distinctive ticked coat. Stunning! The Mother is an Abyssinian, the Father a DSH Black & white
8 weeks old
Included (brand new):
Top formula milk
Royal Canin wet food
Pack of cat toys
And they are selling these kits for £220 (Roughly $350 US and $347 CDN)! thing is, the mother cat isn’t an Abyssinian at all. She’s a lovely brown ticked tabby, certainly, but she’s definitely not an Aby. There are photos of her, and the black with white father, on the kittens’ website.
I’d say they needed to check out the NAR’s “Is it an Aby” page, but I think they’re fully aware of their misidentification.
Two weeks ago, I went to Baltimore to visit my sister. I had originally wanted to bring Jacoby with me so we could go to the Crab and Mallet CFA show, but we ended up going to the TICA show in Providence the previous weekend.
I’ve left Jake alone before, but we haven’t done a lot of travelling in the three years since he’s lived with us, and I’m pretty sure that this was the very first time I left him alone but my husband stayed home. Apparently, Jake missed me. A lot.
According to my husband, the first two days I was gone, he waited by the door for me.
He’d get all excited when he heard someone at the door, but then, when Jake saw it was only my husband and I wasn’t there, too, he’d deflate like a day-old latex balloon. “Oh, it’s you” was his basic reaction.
By Sunday, he’d given up all hope that I would ever dome home. He slept most of the day on Sunday.
I tried to FaceTime him on Sunday night…he went in the bedroom and looked for me, but he didn’t connect my voice coming from the phone to looking at me on the phone.
He was so happy when the front door opened on Monday afternoon and I was behind it! He was suspicious about the smells that were on my bags, though. I told him those were the scents of his cousins…
We did go to the Crab and Mallet show on Sunday afternoon as spectators, just wait til you see who I met at the show!
My sister and I are huge fans of the game “Draw Something” She was the one who was into it first, and then when I was down in Baltimore visiting her, she got me hooked.
Today, I had to draw the word “Pirate” for her. So, what else would I draw but…
Angel, of course!
This is what she looked like before I drew the pirate stuff on her:
In my defense, it’s pretty hard to draw with your thumb while you’re riding a bus!
And, in case you’re wondering…yes, she guessed it!
Edit: Thanks to Cavepainter’s comment, I posed Angel with Puss in Boots!
My husband gave me some photos he had on his iPhone that I’d never seen before. One of them was a shining example of why Angel is paranoid about using the litter box:
It was a lot worse when she first came to live with us; this photo was taken back in 2009, before Jacoby joined our family. Back then, Kylie and Tessie really ganged up on Angel. I don’t know if they didn’t want another female around or if they didn’t like the fact that she lost an eye, but it was tense in our house before Jake.
This is what happened one morning. Angel had gone to the litterbox. Tessie chased her as soon as she exited, and then Kylie, lying in wait outside the bathroom door, ambushed her. I didn’t have a camera, so I sketched it to describe it for my husband.
What’s funny is that Jake didn’t have any problems being accepted by the girls. Maybe it’s the “Cats play better in even numbers” thing, or maybe it was because he was a kitten, a male, or both, but he had nothing like the hazing that Angel did.
I mean, really…Jake didn’t have to put up with anything like the reception Angel did.