A Beach Cat's Cottage
Friday, July 8, 2011
Melanoma Sucks
Sunday, May 29, 2011
Bella and Buddy
Everyone have a great weekend, and please hug and pet your kitties.
Friday, May 27, 2011
Naughty Kitties
I must have yelled "Get down from there!" about ten times that afternoon, terrified of my carefully collected antique china ending up in pieces, or my guests finding cat hair in their food. I finally decided to get my camera out and have some fun. Our dinner party was a great success once the kitties were finally shooed away, and no one was the wiser. Well, I guess, until now!
Saturday, August 28, 2010
Ozzie
We decided that our sweet new kitty should have a unique name, and we labored over several days to decide what it ought to be. I suggested Oscar, as in "we deserve an Oscar" and then Ollie, as in "another fine mess, Ollie." In a case of the lightbulb going off in one's head, Dave said "Ozzie!" and the Prince of Cuteness had a name.
He really is the sweetest little guy, and here is a picture with his sisters.
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Loving Animals and Walking the Walk
This is my favorite picture of Tristan, with Misty.
It's always easy to say that you love animals, support rescues, and adopt from shelters, but Dave and I really do it. It's not easy to have as many pets as we do, but these magnificent, sweet creatures may not still be with us if we had not pulled them from the shelter, syringe-fed them through illnesses related to being in a shelter, and gotten them to the vet in time to save them. There are many things I don't do as well as I should, but as far as our sweet kitties, - I've gotten that right. Dave and I preach animal rescue to others, and we make sure we practice that.
In Tristan's memory, we went to the West Los Angeles Animal Shelter and saved two kitties whose time was running out. One kitty was named Dolly by the shelter, and she is a Lynx Point Siamese like our other girls. I love Dolly Parton , so the name will stay. The other kitty is a four month old male black kitten, who we cannot decide on a name for. He seems to be a sweet Mummy's boy so far, and I really want to call him Tristan II, but perhaps I need to observe him a bit more and decide.