LET'S PLAY CAT-CH UP!!

Where have I been?!?!?!
Oh the things we must cat-ch up on!!!


#1- We have a new addition (imagine that) His name is Sonny, he's a rescue from my favorite kitty rescue, Fur-Ever Loved. Sonny is what I call my hoodlum from the streets of Harrisburg. He's badass in the "streets", with the other cats, but he's a big ole lover boy with his mommies. He has a condition called Cerebellar Hypoplasia, nothing that hurts him or shortens his life, he tends to have focus issues & his head tremors when focusing. I think it makes him ever more adorable. This being one reason we adopted him, people want "perfect" too much, we like "unique". Second reason, Boo Boo (Baxter) needed a playmate. He's a big rough houser & the girls just weren't interested. Boo Boo has met his match.

Meet Sonny ♥



#2 - I volunteer at a STUPENDOUS new animal rescue, called Speranza Animal Rescue. This rescue is mostly dogs, and mostly pit bull or pit bull mixes. The owner, Janine Guido, is all heart. She dedicates 100% of her time to taking care of, socializing & just loving on these dogs. Most come from battered lives & need rehabilitation. Every dime comes from her pocket or donations. Please check out the site & if you feel so inclined to do so, make a donation. Foster homes are always needed & better yet, NEW HOMES!

Meet a few of the pups!

#3 - Our Pet Communicator, Angie Zimmerman, came to visit (BS = Before Sonny) and we learned so many interesting facts about our fur babies.

~Punkin is a princess & likes everything to go her way ♥ We also found out why she is so petrified of fans :(

~ Reesey loves "kissy kissy" and cuddle time. We needed insight on her stomach issues, which was very informative.

~ Mocha doesn't like to be pet because it feels like shocks to her but she just loves being around us & listening to conversations.

~ Baxter He was a hoot!! He wanted to know why we took his "manhood"? LOL Luckily we explained it wasn't us, it was done before he came to us. He was ok with that.

There was so much more amazing information that just blew us away. Angie is wonderful & we are so thankful to have a connecction with her.

#4 Recently we've been having aggression issues with Sonny, to the point he has caused numerous cuts on a few of the other family members, but especially princess Punkin. This makes me very sad. I spent many nights in tears trying to figure out a remedy. We love them all but we can't have any living in fear in their own home. I contacted Jackson Galaxy, well not him personally, his website. I found Spirit Essence, holistic remedies for animals. I've purchased the "Ultimate Peacemaker" and am counting down the days until it arrives. I will be sure to update you & let you know how it works. I'm hoping to find them sitting around the fireplace, holding paws & singing Kumbaya. ♪♫♪♫

Woofstock Weekend

http://www.cpaawoofstock.com/ 

Suggested Entrance fee of $1.00 but sure we can spare some extra change ♥

Even if you don't own a dog, such as me, it's a great event to take part in. Maybe you'll come "Homeward Bound" if you know what I mean ;)

~ Vaccine & Microchip Clinic

~ Pet Blessing

~ Trainers

~ Raffles &Auctions

~ Local businesses/rescues

~ Doggie Ice Cream Social

~ Nail Trims

~ Photo contests

~ Live Music

~ And of course, good old eats

Aunt Lydia's Pretzels
Bricker's Famous French Fries
BullBQ LLC
Camp Curtin Bar-B-Que Station
Country Kettle, Kettle Corn
CPAA's Hippy Hound Cafe
Food Fest
Mike's Hard Ice Cream
Pizza Hut
Sherri's Crab Cakes
The Onion Shack
Wilson's Funnel Cakes & Lemonade II

Oogy, the Dog Only a Family Could Love

Author & owner, Larry, will be there to autograph his book that spent 10 weeks on the New York Times best seller list. Hopefully Oogy will be feeling much better than last year & he too will grace us with his presence. Until then, visit Oogy's Facebook page.

Honestly, this event is so much fun, I may have to borrow someone's dog so I fit in with the "cool" crowd :)

So put down that load of laundry, turn off the crock pot & grab a leash, but keep in mind 

like any event there will be lines....



Why Bother Naming Pets

Why do we even bother naming our pets when we end up calling them something else. It's like with kids, if you yell the full name then they know they're in trouble. With pets, if you call them by their true name they know they're doing something wrong. I don't have just one, I have 2 or 3 nicknames for our cats. I've heard people say, cats don't know their names. Ha! You are incorrect. Not only do they know their real names but they know the bajillion nicknames we've given them. One even has her own song & when I sing it, she comes trotting along ♥ My own kid doesn't come running when I call him by his REAL name. Thank goodness I only had one of those.

Let's go down the list....oldest to youngest.

Skittles orange tabby - 12 yrs old, likes food, sleeping, food & pooping. Bottle fed by me since he was 4 wks old. Must have been some steroids in that milk!

~ Fiddle Faddle

~ Mr. Man

~ Big Boy - he's about 20 lbs

~ Skids - and unfortunately he lives up to this name

Times I feel as if I'm intruding on their private time... so odd.

Mocha (only loves Skittles, as you see from the above pictures) Tortie ~ 5 yrs old - likes.... nothing. She's an ornery pants.

~ Mocha Choca Latte

~ Miss Pissy Paws

I don't dare call her too many names, as you see the name above describes her, don't want to piss her off anymore than she already is. 

Punkin (not Pumpkin... she's not round or fat or orange) Blush & white - almost 3 ~ loves 'string' aka shoe lace, plays hide & seek and loves turkey.

~ Punka Doodle

~ Poodle (When I say "there's poodle" it totally confuses people)

~ Skinny Butt

She has the song ♪A Punka doodle, a punka doodle a punka punka punka punka punka doodle ♪ 

With her favorite toy "string"... if you say "go find string" she will.

 

 

Baxter (or Bastard which is what my teen son likes to call him) Tiger stripe - 1 yr - loves jumping at bugs, pissing off Mocha & moving at rapid speeds. He's very ADD - thus why he takes to my son so well, they relate.

~ Boo Boo

~ Bumble (he doesn't really 'meow' he just buzzes all the time) 

~ Buddy

We think he's part bobcat, before he was even 1 yr old his tail alone measured 14" - Well hung cat.

Reesey - Tortie - 1 yr - loves mommy's Zumba® bracelets, timid but oh so sweet & cuddles like no other.

~ Reesey Piecey Pants - must be said with odd accent 

~ Little Girl

~ Chunky Monkey (she's got a tiny body but full in the middle cuz this girl likes to eat!) 

Bestest cuddler in the whole world!

I often think nicknames are used because we're too lazy to say the whole name, like in my house. Dustin = Dust & Kelly = Kel... it's like we just can't get the rest out, too much work. But with our cats you see the names are usually longer. Think they just earn names as you get to know them. Glad people don't give me nicknames according to my personality. Or at least don't say them to my face. 

Tell me some of your pet's names/nicknames....

From the Beginning...

I've always LOVED cats. Not your typical "awe aren't they cute, I should get one some day" kinda love. Like I REALLY LOVED them. Yes in a somewhat neurotic kinda way, but still totally sane. I remember my first cat, Cassandra Sue. She was a gray tiger & she was mine, alllllllllllll mine.

I've learned as I get older, my memory does me no good. I can't remember what I made for dinner last night, or where I met my best friend for the first time. It saddens me that I don't remember these things, because many are important to me, I just can't remember them. But I still remember the day my Cassandra didn't come home. The visual seems to never escape my mind. I was no more than 7 or 8 years old. She had been missing all day. Yes, back then we let our pets outside. Now you will NEVER find any of our furries roaming freely outside our abode. At this age, I really didn't have a say. So as I'm going through my bedtime ritual, putting the PJ's on, finding my stuffed Snoopy & the other 30 stuffed animals that surrounded me on my canopy, I can't help but pace wondering where she ventured off to. My Dad knew that I wouldn't sleep a wink until I had her safe & sound in my pile of plushies and he would not allow me to worry, so he began his late night search. 

Again because I didn't have much say at that age, I had go to bed.... very unwillingly. I turned off my light & pretended to tuck myself in. Instead I stood by my window watching my father's shadow scour the busy main road we lived on. Due to the tennis court building across the street, I could see all movements from the beaming street lights in the parking lot. 

My heart sank as I saw my father bend over & pick up a dark, lifeless image. It was Cassandra Sue :( She had been struck by a vehicle. I can still feel the devastation as I relive this memory. Even brings tears to my eyes. It took me many years to have another cat, not sure if that was my parent's choice due to my depressed stage from losing Cassie or if I just knew right then that my heart couldn't take that kind of pain ever again. Or so I thought.

♥ RIP Cassandra Sue. 

Dog Days at Ashcombe's Aug 25th