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As those who were following the thread on the old board know, I've been having problems with Aida (my shy four-year-old cat) and Beatrice (the impudent young tortie I adopted in late December). I took Aida for her regular annual checkup, and there's nothing wrong physically; I thought she was stress-eating, but her weight is unchanged since last year. And they greeted each other in a friendly manner when I brought her home and let her out of the carrier. Whew.
Rossweisse // I'm not dead yet
He’s not bothered with the stitches at all, so he hasn’t needed a cone, thankfully.
Boogie, poor Keir! It is always hard to be calm in those situations.
Today, we are going to the manor for our final evaluation to be a therapy dog team. I am so nervous and trying hard not to make my dog nervous. We'll head out for a big run at the beach first so that she'll have a chance of being calm and collected when we go!
My friend’s assistance dog died recently so she’s looking for a new pup to train. She trains her own and gets them accredited, it’s a long and difficult process.
I do have three boxes, but they were too easy for Beatrice to shut off when in a wicked mood. I've moved one to the tub, and will separate the other two when I figure out where else I can stand to have Tidy Cats on the floor.
Congratulations to the new dog therapy team!
Beatrice sounds like a cat to be reckoned with. I have a sneaking admiration for such cats, but they are not always easy to deal with.
Huia
Oh, she is. I hope I haven't taken on too much with her.
Miniature Galloways, Laura and Barb
(Why can't they go into the house?
Fabulous - I am 100% jealous!
Are they Toggenbergs?
It's officially spring - Truffles has announced this by starting to use her cat flap to go in and out, which is a relief because when I am away she has meals-on-wheels once a day and now I can be sure she'll come in for food.
It might be spring, but last night I was worried about a visiting hedgehog but discovered it's fine for them to be out foraging. I do hope it visits again soon although Truffles was so intrigued as to be nosy.
I like hedgehogs - they've got such cute little faces. We rescued one in Belfast once - it had somehow got down a little flight of steps that led to a door at the Cathedral, but it couldn't get back up, so we put it in a cardboard box and took it out to the country where we set it free. I hope it lived a long and happy life in someone's garden.
We used to have a narrowboat (Jamm Butty) which we spent every holiday and weekend on. Our cat, Smudge, came with us. In the car she snoozed on the parcel shelf. We travelled the country. Every night she was out and about on the banks and in the fields, every morning she was back at the boat and sitting on the hatch. She spent the day asleep on a bed near the window - we had lots of passers by pointing and telling each other ‘there’s a cat on that boat’. My lovely dog, Boogie, who I name myself after also came with us.
Millie, on the other hand, is quiet and shy and retiring, likes to pop out and survey the neighbourhood several times a day but tends only to stay out for a few minutes, and is a one-woman cat, She's not adventurous or promiscuous and her idea of play is to watch me wave a toy mouse on a string or one of those laser pointers around. She doesn't chase it - she just likes to watch. I am sure she breathes a sigh of relief every time Alex wanders off for a couple of days.