Sights from around Crooked Acres.
“It’s too cold out there for us, lady. We’ll just stay in here and keep warm, thanks.”
Pigs are off to freezer camp this weekend. I’ve upped their daily ration of chocolate chip cookies.
::thlurrp::
Dancin’ pup.
I love these dawgs.
In the background, the raised beds we put behind the back yard last summer. In the foreground, the new raised bed (not filled yet). I haven’t decided what I’m going to plant where, but now I’ve got plenty of room to plant it in!
Yesterday morning, I headed out to the adoption center to check on Rhyme and Corbie. I decided that I’d go and spend a little time with them each day for at least the first week, and maybe they wouldn’t be as scared.
Well, really, it wasn’t Rhyme I was worried about – he’s not a scaredy-cat. But when I left Petsmart Tuesday, Corbie was hiding in the litter box looking terrified. I wanted to cuddle and reassure him in hopes that he’d be less scared. I figured it was worth a try, anyway.
When I got there, Rhyme was hanging out in the cage, and Corbie was hiding in the litter box. I spoke to them through the glass, and they both perked up. A manager let me into the cat room, and when I opened the door to the cage, Rhyme came out and meowed at me, then started sniffing around, checking out a toy on the floor, and just generally acting like himself.
Corbie had to be coaxed out of the litter box, and when I picked him up, he hid his head under my chin and shook. I was there about half an hour, and Corbie shook the entire time. Finally, I called Fred and then I called the shelter manager.
I hereby officially give up. Corbie and Reacher will not be making the journey to Petsmart again. If someone stumbles across their pictures and descriptions on Petfinder or in the book at the adoption center or even on my site and falls in love with them, that would be fabulous. If not, well, they’ve got a safe place here as long as they need one.
I moved Rhyme from the big cage he was sharing with Corbie, to a medium-sized cage. I feel sad, leaving Rhyme there all alone, but unlike Reacher and Corbie, Rhyme is fairly outgoing. He’s also personable and very pretty, and I don’t worry about him the way I would have worried about leaving Corbie there. I believe that Rhyme will be adopted quickly because he’s such a sweet and friendly boy.
Since there’s a large cage available at the adoption center, Drum and Clairee (who came home with me Tuesday) will be going to the adoption center today. That was fast!
Drum and Clairee grew up to be such beautiful cats that I literally took hundreds of pictures of them yesterday. You’ll forgive me for posting so many pictures of cats who were only here about 48 hours, won’t you?
First, this is what they looked like one year ago:
Clairee.
Drum.
This is Clairee. One thing I love about her is the sprinkling of white hairs on her back.
And on the right is Drum. He looks like he could be a Bookworm, doesn’t he?
Watching the teaser toy.
Clairee in the front, Drum in the back.
Check out the attitude they’re giving each other!
They’re so sweet and playful, these two.
Drum, thinking deep thoughts.
“Hallo, lady.”
Clairee swishes by.
She has got the MOST incredible eyes.
The rest of their pictures will be posted tomorrow.
PS: Jan Brady was adopted Tuesday night!!!
Newt in the sun on the side porch. Good ol’ Newtles.
Previously
2010: I have to admit that Fred’s the one who started referring to it as Gen Pop, but I picked it up immediately.
2009: [Have you ever…?]
2008: No entry.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: “How do they grow salt?”
2004: Stalkers, beware!
2003: Did you hear that Tubby was a hero over the weekend?
2002: No entry.
2001: No entry.
2000: Can I just say that I loathe the hell out of those gaunt, haggard-looking bitches, Joan and Melissa Rivers?
Oh, poor little Corbie 🙁 I’m so glad you’ve taken him home, but I hope someone finds him online and grabs him just so you can keep your numbers down a bit. I could never cope with so many cats, my two drive me to distraction sometimes, especially about 5 am……
Good job I’m in the UK or I might feel obliged to take him (and I really really don’t want any more cats!).
Drum and Clairee both have the most beautiful eyes ever!
You’re such a good person, Robyn! Here’s wishing a piss-free time for you guys in return – you’ve GOT to have lots of good karma built up, right?
So far, so good – the peeing seems to have died down, I’m keeping my fingers crossed that it completely stops!
Bless you Robyn; you’ve got such a huge heart. Even with my two big guys, if I were closer to Alabama, I’d come and take him home to Houston. Poor boy. (Or very, VERY smart boy!)
Whoopie pies! Did you already hear about this? If not, I thought you’d like to know! 🙂 I remember seeing your recipe for these.
http://www.npr.org/2011/02/03/133432767/food-fight-maine-legislature-takes-on-whoopie-pies
Over the years we’ve had cats we’ve gone from two, to three, then four, and finally six permanent kitties. Half of them have been strays that have wandered in and never left.
There are just times when you KNOW you have to keep that cat — but it’s not necessarily easy. It’s taken 2 solid years for the last couple of adoptions to settle.
Hopefully over time things will mesh for you and the pee protests will stop.
The only practical thing I can think of that might help is more litter pans. We have a couple of “two-seater” arrangements, and no problems with random peeing through the house.
And we all know how chic a house full of litter pans is! 🙂
I’m torn about this, Robyn. I’m glad for Corbett and Reacher, really. They couldn’t ask for a better home than yours.
I also can tell that you’re feeling a bit overwhelmed with permanent-resident cats. In your position, who wouldn’t be?
Many good vibes and blessings to you, Robyn. You did a good thing. 🙂
Yippee for Jan Brady!
Your description of poor Corbie’s reaction made me cry. I don’t blame you at all for becoming a “permanent foster” if you will. I hope someone sees him online. Yay for Jan Brady! I love Newtles!
You and Fred are too cool for words! 😀
I hope that Drum and Clairee get adopted together again – they are both so beautiful. And yay for Jan Brady. I hope she is an only cat, as I suspect Jan wishes she were the only Brady.
Your headline from past entry 2000 – is about Joan and Melissa Rivers and I agreed with you then, and even more now. who cares about them enough that they have a tv show with their crude and shrewishness out there for everyone to see?
Poor Corbie! I feel a little guilty for having only one cat but with the two dogs it is 3x the food and vet bills etc. We could probably make room for another cat but New Jersey is way too far from Alabama. Rubie our cocker is a cat chaser too. Elphaba has grown up with it I think an older cat would freak. I scold Ruby but nothing seems to work. She doesn’t hurt her just tortures her with the chasing. I wonder if any cat/dog households have this issue and a possible solutuion? She seems to do it more now than when Elph was smaller. Ruby was less than two when she got here and Elpbhaba was only four months old when Ruby moved in.
I hope the peeing subsides too! Hey kitties cut Robyn a break!