Tuesday Haikusday: Fur

The mood struck me to write about my fur. Sometimes, I let it grow. Sometimes, I barber it off. Hair is fluid. Hair is poetic. Eh hem…

Crepes Haiku Zen Cat

Soft, slick, smells like me
I wear my fur suit in stripes
ready to party.
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Grey, black, long, short, red
all these types within our home
like Benetton ads.
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Cat fur is perfect.
A bad hair day? No, never.
You envy me. #Truth.
What would you like to hear about next week?
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Love,
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Crepes.
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PS. Kitten season is coming.

Confession Friday: What The Hell Is This?

I’ve decided to bring back confession Friday, not because I need to confess something, but because I believe a certain pair of FODs needs to confess IMMEDIATELY.

You may have heard last year that a certain pair of gray cats was in foster with our family. Here they are, in case you forgot:

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Louie, the tiny one

 

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Martha, now known as Sprinkle or “Pinckle”

Remember them? Here’s what they look like now:

Louie and sprinkle

Look at that ridiculous smile.

And do you know WHY he’s smiling? DO YOU? I’ll show you:

note from tree house adoption

WUT.

What do you mean “thank you for adopting Martha OVER A YEAR AGO? And what about Louie? Why isn’t he included in this note, Hmm? This explains why they’re still here!

I think MomFOD has some serious explaining to do. Go on, MomFOD. CONFESS.

Love,

Crepes.

 

PS. Have you considered fostering? It’s fun! And rewarding.  And the season is coming up!

Tuesday Haikusday: Procrastination

You guys,

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It’s the new year and I’ve been thinking about the state of my blog. We’ve been so busy here that it’s been awhile since I’ve posted anything really fun. I feel like my blogging has become serious and a bit, shall we say, intermittent.

Well, no longer! I’ve decided to reclaim my former hilarious glory by going back to where it all started. Not only will I bring you informative posts about special needs pets and adoptable animals, but I will also entertain you with my sharp wit and pointed stump!

Therefore, I think it’s time I bring back a few favorites, starting with “Tuesday Haikusday.”
Join me as I wax poetic about: Procrastination.

I want to do this
I am really excited
I’ll start tomorrow
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The clock is ticking
I think it’s finally time
To do something else
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The deadline is soon
Pencil, Paper, Ready to –
Oh! Is that ribbon?!
Down with procrastination!
Love,
Crepes.
PS. I wrote this post three weeks ago.

Moving with the Cats

Hello, readers!

Alana here today. I wanted to give a quick update on what’s going on here at the house. As Crepes may have mentioned before, there was a “great move” being spoken of in the house. For many months, I’d been away working on floors, walls, and various other important parts of a house. As of a few weeks ago, I had finished with the work and last week, we moved in!

Moving with cats isn’t always easy seeing as they don’t particularly like change. I looked at my first cats – Rocky and Niles – who were and are always outgoing, loved people, and never feared new places. And then I looked at Crepes. And Louie. And wondered where I went wrong. What did I do with the first two that I didn’t do with the others?

One of the things that came to mind was the way I moved them. This is Niles’ seventh house in his life. I had my first two guys in college and moved them to a new apartment almost every year for the first few years of their lives. When I moved them, I set up their furniture and let them loose. I didn’t do any acclimating nor did I confine them to a small room.  When I was about to move this time, my good friends over at the Tabbies O Trout Towne suggested doing the same and, after some contemplation, I thought, why not? Let’s see what happens.

And so I moved them all and let them go. Now, keep in mind, I didn’ t move to a giant house, just a one floor flat with a really cool tin backsplash (that was my idea), so it wasn’t an overwhelming experience for them. I also made sure there wasn’t anything dangerous out – all kitchen utensils were secured, no cooking was happening, doors and windows were all locked, and everything was quiet. There was nothing available to them that could pose a threat.

The results?

Success! Not one of them freaked out. There were no fights, no tantrums, and so far no struggles for property. In fact, they all like each other more. There’s been snuggling going on, sharing of small spaces, and far less hissing than ever before. The only one that had just a bit of anxiety was Crepes. If you have a really overly skittish cat, this might not work for you, but in this case, it has been nothing but positive.

Have a look!

The journey begins.

The journey begins.

Here they are all loaded into the vans. I rubbed them with a little Rescue Remedy before leaving and sprayed a burst of Sentry Calming spray into the back of the van, which seemed to instantly calm the symphony of meows.

The release

The release

The first one out of the box was Niles, followed by Sprinkle and then Crepes. We started their journey in the kitchen and they took it from there.

Niles found the bed immediately.

Niles found the bed immediately.

Niles doing a little work.

Niles doing a little work a few days after the move.

Peabody and Louie bonding in the closet.

Peabody and Louie bonding in the closet.

Niles and Sprinkle enjoying the sun porch.

Niles and Sprinkle enjoying the sun porch.

Sprinkle enjoying the wall I painted to match her eyes.

Sprinkle enjoying the wall I painted to match her eyes.

Louie is the first to discover the hiding spot on top of the kitchen cabinets.

Louie is the first to discover the hiding spot on top of the kitchen cabinets.

Sprinkle tries out the pull-up bar.

Sprinkle tries out the pull-up bar.

After a week, everyone is totally settled and loving the new house. You’ll see lots more pics of it as time goes on since it’ll be the new backdrop for all of our adventures!

Thanks, everyone, for your patience as we’ve made this transition! We’ll be doing lots more blogging in the coming weeks.

Love,

Alana and Crepes.