A Winning Combination

Raven

I just had to post some of these photos of Raven and a paper sack we brought home from the market.  He’s having so much fun with this that you’d think it was a million dollar toy. 

 Raven

It took him about a week to destroy the first paper bag, so we got him another a few days ago.  He seems to like this better than the “cat sack” we bought at a cat show in California years ago.  The price of this one is certainly better – FREE.

 Raven

Enjoy the photos.  I bet you knew I couldn’t go long without posting cat pictures.

Raven

Have a great upcoming Labor Day everyone.  Is it really September already?

Uh-oh, the Daredevil’s at Work

Koki - my daredevil

Yesterday, Koki was teaching Raven all her tricky moves.  She started out by jumping on top of the shower stall while I was in there.  She walks on the edge all the time.  He stood on the floor, alert with wide eyes, wondering how she did that.

Koki on the shower stall

Koki on the linen cabinet

Next, it was jumping on top of the linen closet in the bathroom.  This is no easy feat either and I’ve only had two cats that have ever been able to get up there.  Raven got in the bathtub and watched her as he stretched with his paws on the side of the cabinet.  He cocked his head and I could see the wheels turning.

Raven trying to figure it out

She was looking down and I’m sure she was saying, “na…na…na…na…na.”

She jumped down and they chased through the house and soon ended up on the banister upstairs.  Oh no!  That’s how she fell and broke two teeth as a kitten, thinking she could land on her feet two floors down.  I hope he’s smarter than to jump from there, but I’ve noticed he tries to jump further all the time.  He can already jump about six feet horizontally, but hasn’t figured out how to do it vertically yet.  He’s smart, so I’m sure it’s only a matter of time.

Koki on the banister upstairs

So she has him walking the banister too now and weaving in and out of the stiles.  It makes me cringe.

Cat sitting again

Snuggles



Well I’m taking care of this little monster again.


Not that she is that bad. She purrs like crazy and is always so glad to see me. So, after I clean up her messes, which can include open drawers and things strewn about the house, we can enjoy each other’s company. Of course I went over yesterday, which was my first day on duty, and walked into a mess of broken driftwood. She had jumped up on the alcove in the entryway and knocked a piece of knurled wood onto the floor. I salvaged what I could and cleaned up the mess after fetching a broom and dustpan.

Then into the kitchen, I go to throw the pieces in the trash and here she comes, full speed ahead, and slides across the kitchen counter to knock a water bottle onto the floor and spill half the contents. So, my next task is to locate a mop, which is missing in action, so I resorted to paper towels to mop the water up. All the while, she is sprawled on the counter, watching me intently.

Then, I am off to the bathroom to clean the litter box. Of course, she goes scurrying ahead of me, as she does, so it is imperative to watch yourself at all times around this little fur ball, so as not to trip over her and land on your keister.

After scooping, I have to wait while she eagerly jumps in to do her business, as if she has been waiting for this very moment all day. She takes her time scratching about, while I praise her, and finally she gets the job done along with her housekeeping, which elicits more praise from me.

Then she’s off running full bore and wants me to chase her around the house a while before she is content to settle down and be petted as she rolls around on the floor, her motor going at full throttle.

I go out to water the garden while she watches at the door eager for me to come in and begin our match once again. Therefore, we do, and this is our daily routine while my neighbor is away.