Does your Cat (or any pet) misbehave since caregiving your loved one?
Have you been required to take care of your loved one's pet after they have passed? Does your pet have cute antics that entertain your loved one?
And finally, has the cat or dog transferred their loyalty to your Mother?
Have you ever seen Bradley Trevor Greive's series of books for different situations, ranging from depression to just playful topics?
https://www.thriftbooks.com/a/bradley-trevor-greive/217253/
They're light hearted but serious, illustrated on each page by animals whose expressions fit the book topics. The Blue Day Book was the first one I've read.
I was thinking how appropriately your cats would be in photos and Greive style books. Something like owning the house, or meeting new acquaintances might fit the meeting of the minds of your two lovely fur balls.
After living 2 days under the furniture he has taken over the house after two weeks. No wonder the Shelter was so happy we adopted him. The workers came out with a large climbing tree, blankets, toys, etc. All the employees and volunteers where so happy to see him leave. And no adoption fee. I was waiting for the confetti and balloons to fall from the ceiling. Then one employee announced "by the way, he is on Prozac".
Well this boy is none stop. Run, run, run. Playing with the toys. Exploring every inch of the house. More run, run, run, play, play, play. He's a climber. At least the top of my china cabinet is finally getting dusted by him. He explored my bedroom last night, was on the highboy cabinet and was trying to reach over to the top of the dresser mirror. Yikes, I didn't need that at 3 in the morning. He also likes to reach into wastebaskets and remove tissues :P
He and Rosie have met a few times. No love lost here. But she can outrun him very easily and at 14 can take care of herself, thank you. Jesse is afraid of her, his tail gets all fluffed out and he growls. She just glares at him. We think she is a Norwegian Forest Cat so she is all fur, so to him she looks HUGE. She is very graceful when leaping up on high places. Can't say that about Jesse.
Oh, Jesse now has a middle name.... James.
They pick us. I believe that. You are special to that cat.
I have seen those. Hope Chloe enjoys it playing with her new toy.
I had a tall chest in my room and he would climb up there and just stare at me. Then I suppose his internal clock would speak to him to go home for dinner and he would leave.
I believe they do have internal clocks.
My roomie and I referred to him as our visiting friend. He would cry at our back doorstep until I let him in. He would rub on my legs. I’d pet him. He’d hang out in my room with me. Then he would take off until the next day. Wonder what happened when I moved from that apartment.
The worst though was when I was a little girl we had a cat that went to live around the corner. I was devastated. I couldn’t find my kitty. Then I saw her at a neighbors house and told the kid in the front yard playing with my cat that she was playing with my cat. She told me it was hers. She asked me to prove it. I couldn’t so I just left. I told my mom where my cat was but she didn’t go and speak to them. I had other pets at home and maybe mom was glad to get rid of the cat. Mom loved animals but she didn’t confront the family about my kitty. I remember crying but eventually getting over it.
Send, I hope you and Tweety are okay over there. I don't know how you do it with all those EQ!
hoca residents also throw themselves on the floor when they want to escape
Appearing desperate to get out, so I let him out. The EQ's are small, but we feel it when several occur within seconds of each other.
He found his tented perch, and slept up high all night. It was the first time he
did that. I guess swinging from the rafters is preferred to being caged.
My dogs like persimmons. When I go pick them each year they think they are the greatest treats. I am not a huge fan, but they like them.
I need to do some major remodeling, bath and kitchen, which I had put aside for the past few years as "Charlie" didn't like strangers in the house, nor loud noises. Yet, thunder storms never phased him. He loved being out in the rain, less washing to do :)
Rosie loves tradesmen, the noisier the better. She and workmen get along great. She even lets them pet her. Heck, I can't even pet her :P
Do you think Rosie needs a playmate?
Sorry that Charlie died, and even Rosie must miss him.
So I checked on the internet, and sure enough, celery leaves and catnip create the same reaction.
Hugs!!
Bootshop, Our newest tiny little feral, who had 2 kittens a few months ago ( they did not make it) is apparently preggers again. We were unable to catch her although she now comes right up to the food bowl to eat. Hopefully she will get tame enough after these come that we can catch her and get her "fixed"
What a great life you gave him and a great life he gave you.
RIP Charlie.
One version of the Rainbow Bridge poem (inspired by a Norse legend)
By the edge of a woods, at the foot of a hill,
Is a lush, green meadow where time stands still.
Where the friends of man and woman do run,
When their time on earth is over and done.
For here, between this world and the next,
Is a place where each beloved creature finds rest.
On this golden land, they wait and they play,
Till the Rainbow Bridge they cross over one day.
No more do they suffer, in pain or in sadness,
For here they are whole, their lives filled with gladness.
Their limbs are restored, their health renewed,
Their bodies have healed, with strength imbued.
They romp through the grass, without even a care,
Until one day they start, and sniff at the air.
All ears prick forward, eyes dart front and back,
Then all of a sudden, one breaks from the pack.
For just at that instant, their eyes have met;
Together again, both person and pet.
So they run to each other, these friends from long past,
The time of their parting is over at last.
The sadness they felt while they were apart,
Has turned into joy once more in each heart.
They embrace with a love that will last forever,
And then, side-by-side, they cross over… together.
A Pet's Peace
I have left you now but please don't be sad
You gave me all the love you had
You did so much for me in my time here
And I'll always hold those precious times near
I know some day you'll find love again
and into your life will come a new friend
Your heart will heal, but you'll never forget,
memories like the first time we met
Memories are wonderful, so keep them close
and remember all the good times the most
Up in the Heaven for animals is where I'll be
and some day in the future, each other we will see
I am at PEACE now so please don't be sad
You gave me all the love you had.
By: Tracey M. Johnson
I'm so,so sorry for your loss.
He was so blessed to have you and your good care for so long.