I'm Sorry, Tuxedo

My mom Carolyn has something she wants to share with you:

“Tuxedo kept coming to my side of the bed, meowing over and over again, and then leaving the room. A few minutes later, the same thing.

Then, while I was on the phone, she became an obnoxious cat. She started jumping around the room, on dressers and tables, knocking off everything she could push. I wondered, What the hell is wrong with her? this wasn’t her normal behavior.

When I got off the phone, she came and pressed on my legs again. I decided to follow her to see what she was trying to tell me. She escorted me to the kitchen. Her food dish was empty. My poor baby was hungry. I felt lower than dirt. Now when she circles me crying, I know she wants something, like food, or go out on the back porch, and will act accordingly.”

Roxanne is Added to the Compound

My cousin Gizelle got a 4-week old kitten in May. She named her Roxanne, now Angel's sister. She is a really small black and gray kitten. And she is baaaad! She gets into everything. She’s not afraid of anything or anyone. She climbs up and down everywhere, even mom’s king sized bed.

Roxanne follows Gizelle and her mom Kellyn everywhere. She is so small you have to make sure you don’t step on her when you walk around. Which leads to my issue with Roxanne.

She comes into my house like she owns it. Mom brings her in to play with her.  This makes me jealous. I’m not too crazy about Roxanne being in my house. I want to make sure mom doesn’t keep her here. I’m very possessive of my human mom. I want her all to myself, and I hiss at Roxanne to let her know it. I don’t think Roxanne cares about what I want. She just likes to be nosy.

I will say she is cute, which is why she gets away with murder around the compound. Hopefully we will one day be friends.

Look Out, Feral Cats! #15

My Cousin Kim was on her front porch the other night, and saw two ladies with giant cages on our street. She called mom, then went down the street to the vacant lot to talk to them. Mom watched her from our front porch. Then she went back in the house and I followed. She put on some slippers, then left and closed the door behind her. She wouldn’t let me go with her. She seemed agitated.

When Mom returned, I heard her talking to Aunt Elaine on the phone. Apparently these women were from the Animal Rescue League. They had gotten a complaint from someone on the street that there were too many feral cats around. I guess cats without owners or homes are called “ferals.”

Mom said there were a lot of cats and kittens on the street. But that was all the time. She also wondered if the woman she saw before a few months ago was the same one who kidnapped Angel’s mom from next door. They said she wasn’t a feral cat because the entire neighborhood fed her, and let her in their homes. The lady next door had even let Angel’s mom have her kittens on her porch, and had given Angel to cousin Kellyn when she was 6 weeks old. Kim had even let her in the house so she could nurse Angel, her baby.

I remember that time. Everyone was sad, upset and angry that Chloe, that’s Angel’s mom, was abducted and taken away. The rumor was that the men on the street even saw it happen, yet did nothing but let the stranger take her. Mom said the next time they adopt a feral cat or kitten, they should put a collar on the ones they feed.

Anyway, these ladies said they would have the ones they caught spayed and neutered and given good homes. I have my suspicions about all of this. For one thing, those cats were keeping the mouse population down in the neighborhood. So why would people not want them around? Next, I heard the Animal Rescue League had more than enough cats that they had trouble even giving them away.

Well, they’re all gone now. I’m glad I have a home where I am loved, and not chased around and caged like a feral cat.

My Bathroom Sink #14

My cousin Robyn came up to check the smoke detectors one morning. Mom was asleep. I was running around the house trying to stay away from Robyn’s husband Michael, who was helping her. I know Robyn, but not him. I always hide when someone I don’t know well comes into the house. If mom is up, then I will sit or lay near her.

While he was checking smoke detectors, Robyn went into mom’s room and woke her up. “Your bathroom sink is full of water!” Mom stirred up from bed and said, “Yeah. Tuxedo likes to drink out of the bathroom sink.”

See, I like to drink out of the sink because mom washes there. I like her smell. I also like the way her bathroom accessories smell. So, she fills up the bathroom sink with nice cold water after she brushes her teeth, cleans the sink and such. And I get to push stuff into the water.  

Mom always has nice stuff for me to push into the sink. Toothpaste, tooth brush, a fingernail brush, a comb, a sponge or whatever else she may put around the sink. I like to push them in one at a time and see them float around. I also like to drink from the sink after I push the stuff in the water. She also has a water dish on the floor that I drink from.

When she forgets to leave water in the bathroom sink, I’ll cry until she gets the message. I don’t know how mom and I started this habit. It was so long ago. But it works for us now.

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My Things #13

My mom threw away my bowl of grass. I found the container in one of the waste baskets. There was still good green grass in there for me to eat. She saw me trying to get it out, and put it back on the floor. Geez, she is always touching my stuff!

Yesterday my cousin Gizelle visited. She’s 4 years old. She scares me sometimes because she’s a fast mover, but I’m getting used to her behavior. This visit I stayed on the bed while she was here. Mom was telling her a fairy tale about a big bad wolf. Gizelle showed up with some red colored things on her fingernails on one hand. I noticed when she left the house, she left some of them.

Today I started to play with them. Mom kept taking them from me when she noticed I had them and was trying to eat them. But she messed up by putting them someplace I could get at them. So, when she woke up from her nap, they had “disappeared.” She’s still looking for them. He, He, He!

I’m a growing cat. I’m over a year old, and I need constant stimulation. Mom, if you snooze, you’ll lose. Don’t leave anything out that I can take and hide!

My Toys #12

Yesterday my mom took all of my toys and put them in a green basket on the floor in the foyer. Well, I don’t know what made her do that. It didn’t make me happy at all. So while she was asleep, I took out all of my toys and put them all around the house where they were before.

When she woke up today and saw my toys all around the house again, she shook her head. A little while later, she put all my toys back in the green basket. I just watched her do it. When she went to the store, I put my toys back around the house again. She just doesn’t get it.

This time I left a couple of my toys in the basket for her sake. The ones I don’t really like. I think I was very nice to do that. Maybe she was doing spring cleaning. Or maybe it was because she tripped over one of my toys the other day. Anyway, I like my toys all around the house, so I can play in whatever room I see one.

So far, she has left my toys alone. I’m interested in seeing what she will do next.

Mom and I on the Back Porch #11

Today was a nice day, and my mom Carolyn let me go on the back porch. She does it every day she makes coffee and sits at the kitchen table. I love watching the big fat squirrels run up and down the really tall tree in back of our house. I also like seeing the birds fly around, especially since the weather has become warm.

She doesn’t’ like to open the door when it’s cold outside. But sometimes I cry so loud she lets me go. When it’s raining, I sit in the threshold of the door and look outside. I have to keep watch because mom will leave the kitchen after she has her coffee and toast. I have to see where she went, which is usually the bedroom. I have to make sure she doesn’t leave the house while I am outside. But I don’t really worry because she always closes the doors before she leaves.

One day mom was on the porch with me. She brought out a kitchen chair and smelled the air, which she shouldn’t because she has hay fever. We looked out into our back yard, and listened to neighbors on their back porches.

Soon I heard her move the chair and leave the porch. Why? She saw I was downstairs on the first floor hallway being nosy. She called my name and I ran back upstairs. She closed both doors and left the kitchen. Since then she doesn’t always bring out the chair to sit down. I try to be a good cat and stay with her when she’s on the porch now.

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