As I was getting the broken plant I let all my kitties out. With the storm last night it was rainy, windy, and cold. I closed the door so they were all stuck inside during the night. I don't think this bothered Patches or our newest addition Angel, but I know Argo, Meela, and Tiger were ready for outdoors this morning.
I also refilled the food dishes. 6 cats eat a lot. lol. I left the door open as I usually do, and suddenly I hear this deep throat Meow! The cat I call Mean Kitty was back. He's actually pretty friendly to people but he's mean and pushy to the fellow cats. I have noticed his jaw looks swollen and I am wondering if it's infected. Probably. With Argo around I have come to recognize infected areas.
So I feel bad because he won't even come near me to let me look at it. I don't know what I could do anyway. He is a stray and I don't feel comfortable holding him down by myself to look at it, let alone see if I can clean it up. I'm tempted to call animal control, but then I am illegal with 6 cats and I don't want that hassle. So Mean Kitty will have to tough it out I guess. I put some food in the outside bowl as he will only eat if he can't see me so when he tries to come in the door he can't.
Angel doesn't like him at all, but that isn't surprising considering she is not happy with any of my cats. She has gotten to the point where she will tolerate them on the sink with her, but only as far away as possible and only if I pet her and them at the same time. She is most comfortable I think with my jealous girl Princess.
Angle came to me via my auntie Elaine who is very sick right now. She is currently in the hospital and is doing better than she was a few days ago. She was retaining so much water her legs were the size of elephant legs. She could barely get pants on and could hardly walk. The hospital so far has pulled off 19 liters of water.
Lance and I saw her yesterday and she was looking better but I could tell she still is not feeling good. I'm not ready for her to go yet, so I had to make her promise to hold on a bit longer. Between her and Lorie's mom, they are the only mommies I've got.
So Angel needed a place to stay. She came home with me. She is a very sweet kitty and totally adores Andy which is funny because he is allergic to cats but was willing to let her love and rub on him. We had to take her collar off for two reasons. The first being it was on too tight. It hadn't been adjusted in a long time and Stef noticed it was cutting into her skin. The second is that I don't believe in collars on cats who go outdoors. Not even break-away collars. I have seen too many Kitty's hung by one of those, and break-aways don't always break. Angel will be going outside now and I want her to be safe.
She is a very shy kitty and doesn't go far. I am sure she will be like Patches and just stay in the yard. I have stopped putting food and water in the spare bedroom where she was first kept, because she needs to learn to eat and drink in the kitchen. This is working very well so far. My next step is to remove the spare litter box from that room and introduce her to the downstairs litter boxes. This could be a little tricky as I don't think she's been downstairs since she first came here. I will leave the box upstairs a little longer, but she is going to get carried downstairs, shown the boxes, and then the spare box will move to the stairs in slow progression until I can firmly take it away.
Argo is taking the new addition all in stride. To me he is like a California surfer dude. Laid back, relaxed and chillin'. He don't care as long as he gets fed, watered, clean potty, and lots of love.
Meela is like a regal lady. A duchess who is not sure why she's here. As long as her Argo dotes on her she is happy. She's beautiful with dark grey fur, and a white patch on her chest to belly. She has four white paws that look like slippers and a sweet grey nose.
Tiger is not as thrilled with Angel, but he too is chillin'. He is more like a naughty teenager. Always pushing the boundaries. He is a total lover when he wants to be, or if he knows he's in trouble, and a total Sh*thead when he's thinking he is getting away with it, or wants it bad. With his dark striped fur and regal nose, he thinks he's the king of the castle.
My little Princess Zelda is just that. The princess. She is jealous of the other cats attention, and when she wants our attention she will sit quietly and stare at you. But if you are not paying attention to her, she will reach out a sweet delicate paw and using her ever sharpened stiletto like claws, snag at you until you pet her. She is the only cat out of 3 with claws that uses the scratching post. And like all good royalty, she only uses the tan one. In four years she has never so much as glanced at the green one. The tan one has been shredded to almost nothing, and i am going to have to hunt another down in that color soon. Her black white body is sleek and I am most fascinated with how the colors just stop and start. Her fur blends so well that it looks like she just got splashed with paint. I like it when she closes her eyes. I looks like a pirate in that she's missing one, and only has a small slit for the other.
Patches is as usual the Queen. She is the Matriarch of our clowder. (name for group of cats). She is Dan's baby in every way, and if we think princess is pushy, Patches is the owner of cranky. She wants what she wants when she wants it. For a number of years if Dan was not home and I was sitting down, she would climb on top of me, sit on my round tummy and relax. But the minute we hear Dan coming up the stairs, she would shoot off of me like a rocket, run down the hall to the bedroom, stop, and then come calmly sauntering back into the living room and look at him with innocent eyes. "What? I wasn't doing anything." Then she would rub on Dan's legs and meow delicately so he would pick her up. When we first met, if I sat next to Dan and she was on his lap, I would try to pet her. She would tolerate one pat, maybe two but if I went for a third she would try to bite me. (she has no claws). Now of course she is older and wiser. She knows that if Dan isn't paying her enough attention that all she has to do is come to love on me. Once Dan sees that, HE get jealous and calls to her and she will run right over. Talk about playing one parent off the other, HAHAHA. Dan adores her though. She is very sweet with dark tortoiseshell coloring and a really odd looking nose. She was gigantic when Dan and I first started dating, but over the years she has gone to looking almost anorexic. The Vet says she is fine, but she weights hardly anything these days.
I worry that she might pass on soon. When she does I don't know how to console Dan. he will be devastated.
Patches doesn't care a wit about Angel as long as she doesn't cut into Patches/Dan time. But they aren't going to be best friends anytime soon either.
Angel is going to have to buck up and become a good camper though. She's stuck with us for now. She is very pretty in her white and grey body. Lance and Braydon love how she looks because her nose is so funny looking, with the colors that it almost looks like it's broken. She's still very skittish, but if you sit still long enough she will come to rub on you.
I can't possibly take anymore kitties, and to be honest although I really want a dog, I don't think I can get one anytime in the near future. I'm afraid the cats would kill it. lol
wow, cat woman... I think 6 seem like plenty!
ReplyDeleteI hope your Auntie pulls through this!