StrangeRanger

A Post-Thanksgiving Post

  We're all still recovering from our Thanksgiving soup coma.  We have all enjoyed the holiday a great deal.  Especially Daisy.  Our little gray piglet ate well.  Here she is in full recovery mode.

oog.  maybe I shouldn't have eaten that ninth piece of cake...

She does seem to have a complete love affair with food.

After recovery time on the papasan, she moved to the bedroom sunpuddle for a wash and a more complete recovery.

I wonder if dinner tastes as good when I lick it off my legs after an hour or two...

why, yes....it does.  it was a very tasty turk...wait a minute...

HEY, YOU!  MISTER!  I'M NOT SUPPOSED TO SAY THE WORD "TURKEY", RIGHT?  ''CAUSE I DON'T WANT TO OFFEND THE TABBIES?  RIGHT?  IX-NAY ON THE URKEY-TAY, IGHT-RAY??

ummm...yes.

that sure was a deee-licious umm...salami? dinner we had for Thanksgiving?  Yep.  sure was good salami.......

Daisy is not subtle..... Sure is cute, though.

And here is a bonus pic.

Yep.  Sure is cute.  A cutie-patootie!

A Feline Phrasebook

I once mentioned that LadyRanger and I would one day learn a new dialect of feline.  We're slowly becoming more fluent in Daisy.  We're learning times that are the preferred quiet times...

...such as mid morning and mid afternoon (note: the first pic on the sacred blanket stack).

We're also learning the preferred active times...

...which is every other time of day.

We're also learning about the completely psycho-spasti-cat-crazy-times, which occur for no reason a human can understand.  And forget about photos.  My camera can't capture speeds like that....

We're also learning about how Daisy likes to interact with her humans.  She doesn't mind being picked up.  It's usually a short visit, though.  She's not a big snuggler, but she does like to remind us that she cares.

I'm perfectly comfortable.  Why do you ask?

She does like to climb on my chest in the middle of the night for several minutes of pats and scritches.  

Of course, we're trying to teach Daisy certain human phrases, too.  Right now, the one we're putting emphasis on is "Feet are friends, NOT FOOD".  She seems unconvinced...

TeeHee...."Feet are friends, not food"!?!  Who would ever want to say something that silly?  oohh, you guys are too much!

We've had to have some serious talks about that....

Good God, you're actually serious about that.

Yes, Miss, we are.

Think we've convinced her?

Yeah.  That's gonna happen....

You all see what we're up against, right?  See that claw?  

Oh well.  It's the price we pay for love. 

Does This Look Like A Shark To You?

I can see why it might not.  I don't think she looks that much like a shark.  No dorsal fin, the tail a bit wobbly, though it does swish from side to side, more fur than the average shark...  The obvious similarities are a trail of previous kills (back there on the rug), lots of pointy teeth and a voracious appetite.

Daisy continues to thrive here at ChezRanger.  She is a wonderful companion!  We still run into some issues, though.  While she's not clawed at a bunch of stuff we don't want her clawing, she has gone after an oriental screen that we want to preserve. She still hops onto the dining table and the butcher block in the kitchen, which are both off-limits.  She doesn't seem to hold a grudge after we shoo her off, though, and she's learning to, if not obey, then at least try to not get caught.

We have not, however, found a way to keep her from being invasive when we have a plate of food.

Is that a sandwich?  It sure looks like one?  You gonna eat all that?  I didn't think so!  I'll help!!

There have been times that I've had to hold my plate at arm's length, shoulder high, only to have her walk out on my arm.  Good thing she's still so small and light...

Is that good for kitties?  It looks like it's good for kitties.  How can I tell if it's good for kitties if you won't let me try it?  I think it's good for kitties.  It sure smells like it's good for kitties!

Really, folks...we feed her.  A half-can of gooshy goodness in the a.m. and at bed, with a bowl of kibble for free feeding during the day and night.  Plenty of water, too.  One move toward the kitchen and we've our little gray, furry shark swimming circles around us, ready to pounce on anything that gets dropped, or is simply shipwrecked on the table while we get a soda.  I don't know if spray bottles work on sharks, but Daisy may have to find out.

Other than those hiccups, we're pleased as punch to have Daisy with us.  She's a snuggly, purry, very playful, beautiful little girl.  We're happy she's here!

Well, you're not awful either, I guess.  I'm going to nap in the sun, dreaming of sandwiches, ice cream, tuna, turkey, salmon,  crawfish etouffe, beef wellington, burgers, fries, salads with ranch ......zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz..................... <makes little shark-like sounds as her tail swishes back and forth, propelling her through her dreams on her search for FOOD!!!!>

Old Spots, New Cat

Daisy has spent the last month discovering all the places that kitties enjoy here at ChezRanger.  I've pics of only a couple of them.  I should blame my camera, saying that it's not good enough to really catch Daisy in her new digs, but really it's my own fault.  I've been content to simply watch Daisy being in those spots, figuring out how to maximize the delight she gets being in them.  The camera is an afterthought, and is not to blame...

It's a poor craftsman that blames his tools, dude

Daisy's been enjoying the sunpuddle, as you can see.  She's also taken to world-watching from the back of the couch.  She's also had a nap in the papasan chair, which has been the most recent discovery.  Actually, it's the comfortable part of the papasan that's been the recent discovery.  She's been using it as a vaulting horse ever since she moved in.  She is quite the acrobat.

Daisy has found Ivy's spot on the dining room carpet by the kitchen door.  Ivy used to lounge there, watching us prepare dinner in more than regal luxury.

One new place that Daisy frequents is the bedroom window.  Ivy was too old and stiff to hop onto the sill and Maddie was simply too large to fit,even when the sash was up and there was more space.  Daisy fits with room to spare, though.

She seems rather pleased by that.  And of course, we're pleased that she'd pleased.

Okay, this does not suck....

I hope your coming week does not suck, either.