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Redstar
Member
07-08-2005
| Thursday, October 27, 2005 - 12:17 pm
Well, this try didn't work, but the next one did! I may get the hang of adjusting photos yet!
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Redstar
Member
07-08-2005
| Thursday, October 27, 2005 - 12:19 pm
Okay, let's see if this works: A rare photo of Phoebe and Emma together:
My sweet Princess Emma le Plume:

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Metoo
Member
02-22-2005
| Thursday, October 27, 2005 - 12:25 pm
Redstar.. is that Phoebe on the left? She looks sooooo much like my Suzy did. Sweet thing, I still miss her even though it has been a couple of years. Dogs are great but there is nothing like a lap-loving kitty.
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Redstar
Member
07-08-2005
| Thursday, October 27, 2005 - 1:07 pm
Yes, Phoebe is on the left. In this pic, Phoebe is on the top, keeping an eye on Emma:

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Goddessatlaw
Member
07-19-2002
| Friday, October 28, 2005 - 7:49 am
You guys are cracking me up!! God I love cats, they are so interesting. Unfortunately our pantry doesn't have a door, or trust that it would be babyproofed. Interestingly, we found out last night that PussPuss is the one who taught Max how to scale the shelves. Pussie see, Pussie do. I wondered how Max had come up with that all of a sudden. I think Colossus and I have satisfied ourselves that Max is a very good kitten and his frantic food-grabbing nature isn't likely to diminish all that much in the future. We don't hit kitties, but even if we did I think you could beat Max blind and he'd still freak out over food. Max brings 90% great kitty to the plate, with only 10% naughty. We can live with that no problem. Colossus sort of resists the notion that alot of the problems are caused by us not de-food-ifying the environment, but then again his structural upbringing required the offending party to behave rather than that the offended party learn to adapt. Then again, Max is making it hard. The very night I posted about his behavior problem, Max was dancing around my feet while I put salmon on the stove (covered, por supuesto). I turned my back literally for 30 seconds to talk to Colossus, turned back around and the butter was gone from the counter. He'd jumped on the counter, grabbed it, run under the bar table and eaten big chunks of it with us standing right there. Sigh. A little bit later, as we sat down for dinner, Max came out of the garage totally high-stepping with a salmon wrapper in his mouth. You'd have thought he was drum major in a parade, he was so proud of his find. We both dropped our utensils and starting laughing hysterically. Then he came back the other direction goosestepping with it in his mouth. Then he came back in one more time doing a shuffle-off-to-buffalo with some intermittent buck-and-wings with it. I mean, the little kitty gets so much joy out of this one thing in life, i.e. food, how can you seriously discipline him for it? I think we've decided to seize the day and accept Max for the adorable kitty he is and simply work to limit his regular intake of food so he doesn't get obese. And get diet food for him when he's a little older. On the other hand, our lil punkin PussPuss is bulimic. We have to work hard to keep weight on the kitty, which includes making sure he eats a can of soft food each day along with big helpings of hard food (not in front of Max of course, Puss wouldn't have a chance). He likes to eat grass and throw up. I'm telling you, it's like raising the Olson twins around here. The pet psychology is just flying. Puss is the very athletic and muscular big brother, Max is the pesky baby brother who wants to do everything Puss does (like go outside, which everytime Max makes his escape he runs to a corner of the garden and waits for someone to come find him because he doesn't know what to do from there.) Puss brought us a baby rat for breakfast today. Blech. OK, I'm rambling but while we're at it another tabby has found us and is trying like mad to adopt us. He is one of the most unfortunate looking kitties I've ever seen. His coloring is so erratic that he could be a Picasso painting. His body is black and grey striped but mixed with white patches like Elsie the Cow; half his face from the muzzle up is white, the other half is grey tabby; his muzzle (and his muzzle only) is orange tabby; and his eyes are huge and transparent green but lined with black like Cleopatra. And he's malnourished. You know that no kitty is going to go underfed around us, so we're feeding him night and day and the guys in the shop are trying to adopt him as their own, but he's afraid of the noise back there. Unfortunately, he and Puss are basically arch-enemies and Puss is one very territorial tom, so inviting him into the front office is not going to work. What's funny though is that neither Puss nor the black tabby likes to fight. They get in eye-shot of each other and there's alot of hissing, fuzzing and squawling going on, but no fight. Puss is determined that the black kitty is not going to invade his turf, and black kitty is equally determined to join the family. It's official. We are the weird cat-people next door. Anyway, thanks to all for the advice on Max. We'll try everything, but we'll be ok if it doesn't work. Now if anyone has advice on how to break Colossus of his lightbulb addiction LOL. He just IM'ed me crowing about the fact that he just bought lightbulbs (he was supposed to be buying a gorilla glue). Sigh.
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Redstar
Member
07-08-2005
| Friday, October 28, 2005 - 8:04 am
Hmmm, GAL, is it a lightbulb addiction or a fetish? Greet him at the door wearing nothing but lightbulbs and let us know how it goes! WG
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Goddessatlaw
Member
07-19-2002
| Friday, October 28, 2005 - 8:18 am
Oh man Redstar - why in the hell didn't I think of that myself? I mean, now I'm visualizing the "Gotta Have a Gimmick" number from Gypsy, and wondering whether the Halloween shops are sold out of the "Miss Electricity" outfit. OK, gotta make this happen. Going to go visit our box of Christmas lights. Thanks for the tip!! PS I always pictured myself as "Miss Mazeppa" but I'm willing to change gears for the cause.
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Redstar
Member
07-08-2005
| Friday, October 28, 2005 - 9:26 am
Oh, great, now I'm going to have that song stuck in my brain the rest of the day.
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Seamonkey
Moderator
09-07-2000
| Friday, October 28, 2005 - 10:25 am
LOL, GAL!! I love reading about your felines! And Colossus, of course. My eyes had flicked ahead to the comment about lightbulb addiction and I thought maybe Max was chomping on those too (I had a labrador pup who did climb up on a crate, scale a waterheater and eat a lightbulb out of a ceiling socket many years ago.. my ex found the remains and saved the day by pumping her full of bread, which hopefully wraps around the sharp edges of the glass, and then getting her to do the bulimic thing and purge, baby, purge!) LOL at the Miss Electricity" outfit!!! Redstar, if my two were that close together, there would be lots of hissing!! Talk about electricity!
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Watching2
Member
07-07-2001
| Friday, October 28, 2005 - 10:37 am
ROFL!!!!!!! I totally need to get off of here since I've been on this site for FAR TOO LONG so I'll post some more "kitty stories" later, but my sides are ACHING... I mean ACHING from laughing so hard at all the kitty antics... and ummm..some stupid human tricks. Have you considered contacting Letterman? (No names will be used - You know who you are! ROFLMAO!!!!!)
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Nickovtyme
Member
07-29-2004
| Friday, October 28, 2005 - 4:22 pm
The Herd!

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Supergranny
Member
02-03-2005
| Friday, October 28, 2005 - 4:35 pm
Years ago when I first started breeding & showing persians I went to a breeder who had been showing for a long time. I asked her how many cats should a breeder have. She said "As long as each cat knows its own name. Some people could have 30 and some only one." I thought that was so wise cause you have to spend enough time and love on each cat for it to know their name. And by the way I never went over 10 myself! Too much combing on a persian. This picture made me think of that all those years ago. I have a feeling that these guys all know their name.
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Goddessatlaw
Member
07-19-2002
| Friday, October 28, 2005 - 8:48 pm
Dude, do all those cats belong to you?
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Nickovtyme
Member
07-29-2004
| Saturday, October 29, 2005 - 6:41 am
Not really...most of them are strays that always come around. I feel sorry for them so I feed them. It all started a few years ago when somebody dumped a momma cat and her babies off near our house. Some of those cats are neighbor cats always looking for a free meal. The local Humane Society doesn't have a shelter to take them to, and I can't bring myself to dump them off at somebody elses house...and I'm to squeamish to "euthanize" them. So we feed them.
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Costacat
Member
07-15-2000
| Sunday, October 30, 2005 - 11:01 am
Aw Nick! I love the softie in you! (And heck yeah, I'd be doing the same thing... feeding 'em!) Costa had the last test on Friday (thyroid) and he's perfectly fine. It's low normal (1.4; the acceptable range is .4 to 2.5). I don't know why the internist was all freaked about his thyroid level. His regular doc said not to worry about anything, he's doing great, and to just take him in in six months to the cardiologist for a followup echocardiogram. (To see if the Benazopryl is working.) Thank goodness. And of course, we had a great tag game going last night... big tail and leaps and bounds all over the place. Costa's sick? Not in HIS mind! GAL, for some reason, cats really like butter. Sometime back, Costa had done the counter surf thing. The only thing up there was a stick of butter (in a dish, uncovered). When I got home, there were OBVIOUS tongue marks in the butter. Of course, the garbage is covered (trash compactor), there is no open food on the countertops, and he's learned he's a verybadkitty if he jumps on the counters. So he doesn't anymore. Prevention was the easiest way for me to train him -- nothing interesting there, so I'll stay down here. 
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Goddessatlaw
Member
07-19-2002
| Sunday, October 30, 2005 - 4:35 pm
Nick, you a good Uncle to the babies. I love that about you. Like Costa, I'd do the same thing. Although I'm relieved that I'm not the only weird cat-person next door. Hell, we feed the finches, the mallards, the bunnies, the kitties, the cardinals, the sparrows and the goslings (the goslings only when Colossus isn't looking). Costa, I'm trying like hell to de-kittify the countertops but who knew a cat would steal a piece of bread out of the toaster while you're standing right there by the stove? He did it this morning. Right before he stole the stuffing out of my Victoria's Secret bra and pranced up and down the staircase taunting Puss with it. My tits have fang marks in them now, and it's not the fun kind either! I look diseased!! Sigh. But he's so cute.
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Goddessatlaw
Member
07-19-2002
| Sunday, October 30, 2005 - 7:26 pm
So I ask my brother, who has three kids, have any of your kids ever stolen the bread out of the toaster right in front of you and eaten big chunks of butter right off the counter? He said "No, not since Allie came across the Wild Turkey next to the toaster and thought it was apple juice." ROFLMAO!!
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Urgrace
Member
08-19-2000
| Monday, October 31, 2005 - 6:35 am
LOL Hey everybody with black cats, please be sure they are safe and secure - indoors if possible - tonight. My Jujukitty will be sequestered in the back room, with the front door opening up time after time, because she will be so tempted to run out otherwise. I wouldn't want anyone to hurt her or be frightened of her either.
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Redstar
Member
07-08-2005
| Monday, October 31, 2005 - 9:12 am
My girls will spend three hours in the back room tonight, too. I'm sure Emma will let her displeasure be known (i.e. she'll sit at the door and HOWLLLLLLL!).
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Seamonkey
Moderator
09-07-2000
| Monday, October 31, 2005 - 10:14 am
Mine are inside year round, but I wish I could convince my next door neighbors to keep black kitty Coco inside tonight..
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Watching2
Member
07-07-2001
| Monday, October 31, 2005 - 10:44 am
I wish I could convince my neighbors to keep ALL of their cats in! I get so mad sometimes when I see/hear what's going on with these roaming felines and think, "What's the matter with these people?!!!" I have a "spooky Halloweenish" kitty story for you all. It was a dark and stormy night... J/K! LOL I was adjusting to staying home alone with a new baby. We had two cats - Tigger and Spook or "Boo Boo". The baby's room had/has knotty pine built-in drawers and cupboards on two walls. Behind one is a crawl space for storage. I realized I had to be careful to always close the drawers so the cats couldn't get in the crawl space through the back-side of the drawers since they had gone and stolen a whole skein of yarn which you could follow all the way from the crawl space, down the hall, down the stairs and into the living room! I'm a night owl and one night I hear this squealing, scraping, whining sound coming from what sounds like the basement. It scared the crap out of me and kept happening here and there, often late at night and sometimes I'd get my DH up to go explore because it was freaking me out. Sometimes it sounded like a trapped animal, sometimes like a kid moaning ...errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrikkkkkkkkkkkkk, ahhhhhherrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.. CREEPY! You'd get down in the basement and it didn't sound like it was coming from there anymore. Should say that we also have lots of cupboards and doors/closets built in the basement walls as well! OK, so new Mommy is already freaked out about these sounds that come and go and I'm being very diligent to close the drawer w/the baby clothes in it whenever I'd change my DD. I'd go up to change her diaper and find the drawer open. I'm puzzled because I think I'm sure I closed it but shrug and close it again. Yep, it's opened again at various times. Now you must realize these are heavy drawers, esp. with clothes in them. The squealing starts happening during the daytime off and on as well as at night. I'm getting more and more disturbed by it. DH is teasing me that it's the old lady who used to live in the finished basement riding her "chair glide" during the night. NOT FUNNY! Creeeeeeeeeeking, squeeeeking......moaning........ drawers open and close...... MY GAWD I'M LOSING MY MIND!!!!!!!! One day the nose so scared me that I actually called my parents to come over! I told DH if he wanted to get rid of me and was trying to make me crazy to just tell me and I'd gladly leave instead! He thinks this is all very humorous. New Mommy does not!! One day New Daddy is helping New Mommy with chores and is washing off the stove. He happens to notice that there's some kinds of shavings inside the clock on the stove. He opens it up and sees that it's metal shavings. It's our ghosts!! Now we realize that at approximately 1 pm and 1 am the clock would start to scrape and it was making the creaky noises and for some reason it wasn't apparent it was coming from there. New Daddy cleans it up and oils it or whatever and the noise disappears! New Mommy is VERY VERY relieved that there is no child/animal/old lady riding her power chair in her basement! LOL But what about the mystery of the opening drawer? Yep, I know you've all guessed it! One day, New Mommy is rocking DD up in her bedroom and our bouncy Tigger (gray & white tiger)comes strolling in. I catch her out of the corner of my eye and there she is, up on her hind legs, front paws hooked over the drawer and she's PULLING THE DAMN DRAWER OPEN!!!!!!!! Argggggggggggh!!!!!! New Mommy is NOT CRAZY!!! She just has a very crafty cat!!! Old Mommy still enjoys telling this story to the kids who enjoy hearing about it! Tigger got into more things. She was the best retriever I ever had! She could be a very naughty girl!! LOL I told my son to go check the drawer in the corner in his room and note the scratches in the wood and he would see the markings of dear old Tigger!! He thinks it's funny that she tormented me and that he has the marks in his room to prove it.   
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Supergranny
Member
02-03-2005
| Monday, October 31, 2005 - 11:36 am
Great story..thanks for sharing!
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Seamonkey
Moderator
09-07-2000
| Monday, October 31, 2005 - 11:44 am
Watching, what a great story, or actually two stories..
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Costacat
Member
07-15-2000
| Tuesday, November 01, 2005 - 8:37 am
LOL. Costa, once (and ONLY once), managed to steal a huge slice of ham. I was having a party, and had put all the food out on the dining table, buffet style. My mistake was not to move the dining chairs. So my little smart monster sat in a chair, reached up, and filched a piece of ham. Fortunately, he was caught immediately (boy, did he have big eyes when he realized he was caught with his paw in the proverbial cookie jar). GAL, there are things you can do to prevent kitty walks on countertops. The easiest is to buy some cheap plastic placemats and put lots of double-sided tape on 'em. Spread 'em strategically around the counters where he jumps up. Cats don't like sticky tape on their paws. Another trick is to put pennies in an empty soda can. Put the can right by where he jumps... when he knocks it down it'll make a loud noise and should (remember, I said *should*) deter him in the future. Honestly, I did use the double-sided tape thing, when I realized Costa liked to cruise the counters. I think it did help. At any rate, he rarely jumps on counters any more! I've been having fun watching the local fauna in my 'hood. I mean, I live smack dab in the midst of the city (albeit surrounded by lots of canyons). I have lots of birds (sparrows, finches, mourning doves, blue jays) that I've fed for years. But lately, a tree squirrel has decided to come to my 'hood to gather food for the winter. Actually a couple of 'em. They walk across the power/phone lines (bundled up they are 2-3 inches thick). And the funniest part is they actually high wire it over a fairly busy street on their way to and from home. There's a tree in a backyard across the alley that has some pretty tasty pods, apparently. The squirrels run across the wire in one direction, and then return with lots of goodies in their mouths. I've also seen a small hawk lately. Which is quite unusual. The crows don't like him. Hehehe... And a possum family must've moved in nearby, as I've seen a couple of different possums lately (looks like a mom and a juvenile). Haven't see the fox lately, though. For a city girl, I see a lot of wildlife here! 
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Seamonkey
Moderator
09-07-2000
| Tuesday, November 01, 2005 - 2:19 pm
LOL, Costa!! For a minute I had this picture of little bundled up tree squirrles (perhaps in tiny cozy/chic hoodies) crossing the wires!!
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