I’ve put Woody to bed for the night. He and Leo have a bedroom downstairs, the house’s guest bedroom. There’s a bed, a desk, some shelves, a collection of framed photos on the wall, and a private bathroom. In the bathroom there’s a litter box and a food dish for the boys, and at nightContinue reading “Still more on the Cats”
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More on the Cats
Leo’s not come home yet. As best I can tell Woody did no lasting damage yesterday, though the Venetian blinds in my office needed some massaging back into shape. He’s a fairly smart cat–he knows how to get a window open if the latch is thrown. I think that’s what he was trying yesterday. Woody’sContinue reading “More on the Cats”
On the Cats
I own three cats. There’s Tails, of whom I’ve written before. And there’s the Boys — Woodrow and Leo, two brothers I took in nearly two years ago. Leo hasn’t been seen since Sunday. Woody and Leo have been inseparable. When one’s not around the other gets fidgety, though more on Woodrow’s part than Leo’s.Continue reading “On the Cats”
Three Unconnected Happenings
The cat–Woodrow–bled in my office chair while I was at work yesterday. The blood is dry, but it soaked into the nylon webbing, and I’m not sure at all how to clean it. Thank you, Woody. I keep a notebook on my dresser, in case I have a brainwave in the middle of the nightContinue reading “Three Unconnected Happenings”
On Polydactyl Cats
Polydactylism in cats is a genetic mutation, and a dominant gene. The mutation appears to have originated in Kent in the 1600s, and polydactyl cats were brought to North America by the Puritans in the 1630s. They were thought to be a sign of good luck to ship captains. Polydactylism is a defining characteristic ofContinue reading “On Polydactyl Cats”
On New Cats
I got two kittens a few weeks ago. Where Tails is sullen and antisocial, these two are gregarious and vibrant. It’s such a change. Tails, unfortunately, doesn’t like the new interlopers, but they stay in different parts of the house, have their own food and litter box, etc. Maybe they’ll never be a happy family.Continue reading “On New Cats”
A Peace Offering
The tale of my cat, Tails, has been oft told. The important points are these–a kitten with a broken tail and a broken foot ran in the garage on a cold November day two and a half years ago and never left. In time the sore on her back paw healed and the fur regrew,Continue reading “A Peace Offering”
An Off-Base Criticism
Over on Trekweb, O Deus wrote in his review of “A Night in Sickbay”— “Sickbay” manages to achieve much of the [“Spock’s Brain”] effect with a bizarre episode that has Archer’s emotional dependence on his dog move well into the creepy range while displaying some of the more unprofessional behavior of his career (and consideringContinue reading “An Off-Base Criticism”
On Cats and Life Lessons
My cat presented me with a present this morning. Her name is Tails (due to her tail which is bent at 90 degrees about halfway up, the result of a fairly traumatic accident, I think). She’s six months old, if that. She found her way inside my garage one day in the fall and thenContinue reading “On Cats and Life Lessons”