How tiny IS Tiny Alice?
Bird watching, near Sugarbutt.
Watching whatever Miz Poo’s watching.
Hanging out on the heated bed with Miz Poo (I think Alice has a bit of a crush).
Sooner or later, they all end up in bed with Tommy.
Grabbing for Rhyme.
In a heated bed with Reacher. She doesn’t look so very tiny here…
..until you realize she’s actually laying on TOP of him.
Tellin’ secrets.
And now here she is, next to him. Keep in mind he’s only 4 months older than she is.
Wee Alice in the Zappos box.
Reacher won’t even come close to fitting in that same box.
Smug Alice on Fred’s arm.
And great big Elwood, for comparison.
Tomorrow, pics of Drum and Clairee (they grew up to be gorgeous, of course), and some shots of Rhyme and Corbie I haven’t shared yet.
Previously
2010: The only question is what the hell Kate Beckinsale and Tom Skerritt were doing sleepwalking through this piece of shit.
2009: I was fairly certain one end of the piece of roofing was going to come right through the window and split my skull in half, but luckily I was incorrect about that.
2008: No entry.
2007: Spoiled rotten brats. The cats AND me.
2006: So, that’s the state of things with me.
2005: “Oh my god!” he said. “There’s a dead mole under here!”
2004: The man thinks that “hot” and “good-looking” are the same thing!
2003: No entry.
2002: No entry.
2001: No entry.
2000: We all know I’m lazy, but this is ridiculous.
I had wee little cat named Punkin that was Alice’s size. The vet said she was the runt of her litter, her tail had been broken in two places as she came out of her mama. She never grew any bigger than Alice and they told me they didn’t know if all her organs were fully formed because she was such a lil thing. Her kidneys gave out when she was six and I lost her, but she was the sweetest little cat, and my older cat Puss, who thought of her as ‘HIS CAT” was lost without her. When she meowed she sounded like a little billy goat ‘meaaahhhh’ and she was a beautiful little calico. I miss her. 🙁
Awww…sweet tiny Alice. Moxie was tiny too for a long time…she was only 6 pounds when we brought her home from my mother in laws and she was almost 1.5 years old. She is now up to almost 8 pounds…but she is now going on 4. Maybe they are late bloomers…or maybe she will be someone’s darling little munchkin girl, that gets picked up and carried around, getting kisses and nuzzles all day…oh wait, that’s Moxie ; )
Awww, bitty kitty!
My friend’s cat CJ is tiny like Alice. She’s got a lot more fur, so can appear a bit bigger, but when I go to pick her up I am always surprised at how light she is. I’m used to my StanLee (who looked exactly just like Jake & Elwood) who was not only heavier, he was a lot longer and taller too. CJ weighs less than six pounds, but eats like a horse and has passed all her checkups these past 8 years…
Oh Alice is so cute and tiny. I’m sure she will find a forever home quickly.
Yesterday, I got to observe the other side of a animal surrender. Another new employee in my training class was late yesterday. He had to rush his dog to the vet after they dropped the kids off at school. He knew something bad was wrong. In the end, his wife and he had to decide to surrender the dog. She needed emergency surgery and $1000s in costs. He’s like me – been off work for awhile, went back to school and starting a brand new job that doesn’t pay a lot.
This was what I saw – a very upset man who had to make the hardest decision. He was worried about the dog, but knew he will never know how’s she doing. He dreaded having to tell his kids when he got home. He was grateful that the vet was able to connect him with a rescue who had foster families lined up for this type of situation. He was so glad, because he said the dog did not deserve to be put down, but he just could not handle the cost.
The animal lovers among us are prone to judge people like my co-worker, but I realized that there are always two sides to the story. My heart broke right along with his yesteday.
Robyn,
Thanks for being one of those families. I would be too if I had a bigger home and a spare bedroom. I look forward to the day soon when I will be able to pitch in to help with the financial needs of rescues. It doesn’t take alot of money individually to save a dog like my co-workers.
Val
Val, thank you for posting this other side of the story. Our rescue basset Ollie is so sweet and well behaved-the bratty parts are OUR fault for spoiling him rotten. We often speculate about what the story behind giving him up was. It must have been very hard for the original owner to give up such a cute/cool looking (and I know we love him but almost everyone who has met him loves him too. He is friendly and affectionate to ANYONE who visits us). He is a wonderful dog and I wish his other owner could know how content he is here with us. My sister-in-law often thinks of her Chinese adopted daughter’s birth mother back in China and how her sacrifice benifited them. There really are two sides to every story and I’m sure giving up an animal often involves that kind of heart break and sacrifice.
I’m glad that someone was able to hook him up with a rescue situation, but sad that there can’t be a middle option – something maybe where the rescue/foster organization helps get the dog the care it needs, and allows the guy to pay them back as he’s able, or barter off the debt in volunteer services or something, instead of him having to surrender the dog. And hey, get the kids to volunteer too – give them a taste for it young, and with luck, they’ll continue to volunteer throughout their lives.
I know I am too idealistic and that there are too many people who’d just go, “Hey, free vet services,” and take advantage of the situation, but man. A family who loves their dog (enough to give her up in order to save her), and now the family is heartbroken, but ALSO the DOG is going to have to go through major surgery, AND recovery, in an unfamiliar environment, with strangers – however kind and wonderful I’m sure they are – instead of her own people… That kind of stress can’t be good for her either.
It’s heartbreaking for everyone, especially because his situation is a circumstantial one – it’s not like he just couldn’t be bothered to take proper care of the dog. I wish there were better solutions, for everyone. I wish NO ONE ever had to make these kinds of decisions. If I ever strike it rich…
Alice IS a cute little peanut. Sweetie petitie and bitty kitty are two of the names I have for my tiny Elphaba. She is small and round a “fireplug”-that’s what my father called me and he was being kind. My husband calls her the tick.
I really like this banner. LOVE the snowy photo of your house!
I wonder if Miz Poo reminds Alice of her mother?
Just a thought.
🙂
I can almost hear Alice thinking “When I grow up, I wanna be JUST LIKE Miz Poo, cuz she’s the COOLEST!”
I luff little Alice. I wish I could adopt her. Alas, we are overrun with barn cats and it is not to be. I shall yearn from afar.
When your blog opened today none of the pictures were there just the captions, I thought you were writing some strange poetry, I couldn’t figure it out and then a minute or 2 later the pictures popped up, that was so weird!
oh my god she’s adorable and tiny and squeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i want to take her home!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! but i can’t. 🙁
wow, for a little cat, a lot of personality…..