StrangeRanger

Three is a Magic Number

Daisy is three!  She turned three on Saturday.  We celebrated by giving her a wee bit of gruyere and some of her favorite cottage cheese whey.  We've also picked out a cat tree.  Now all we have to do is rearrange the room a bit so the tree can be by a window and I think we're good.

Her she is, contemplating jumping for a toy.

What a fine looking kitty!

She's up to 10 pounds of cat. She's still lean and long.  Proof:

She seems to be healthy.  We'll confirm that in June when I'm off school.  We're planning to take her in for a check-up, shots, tooth cleaning and micro-chipping.  Not much of a present so we haven't mentioned it to her.....

Here she is on one of her first days with us:

She's just gotten prettier with age.  Hasn't lost an ounce of energy, either.  She has gotten more accustomed to snuggles, though.  There are some mornings, after I wake up but before I get up, that she walks up me and lies down on my chest.  It's a marvelous moment.  

We're happy this little gray cat was born.  HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAISY!!!!!

Thank you.  I was told there'd be cake.

Have a good week!

Oh, and for those of you who remember Schoolhouse Rock, here's the source of today's title:

 

Guardian

Daisy is an excellent watch-cat.

I'm watchin' you!

  She is in tune with the environment around our house.  She knows when there is an interloper and precisely what he or she is doing.  The other night around 11:00, Daisy was tearing about the house leaping into the windows and staring outside.  She made a couple of circuits, crashing into things, knocking stuff around as well as denying us our sleep.  When she came into the bedroom the second time and perched in the window, staring intently, I got up to see what the fuss was about.  Turns out we had a possum wandering around.  Daisy trailed him for a bit and then, satisfied that no harm would befall us, came to sleep on my feet.

Daisy is always aware of our neighbor-cat Puddin'.  

What'choo up to?!?!  Those are MY steps!

I'm never sure how Daisy would respond to being nose-to-nose with Puddin'.  Sometimes I'm glad there's a pane of glass or a screen between them.

The only visitor that Daisy hasn't picked up on recently is this guy.

He's been 'round once or twice before.  Looks healthy enough and well fed.  If I could be sure that we weren't just feeding the possum (or a very football-shaped Puddin') I'd leave some food out for him just to encourage a few more visits.  I am surprised that Daisy's missed him.  She's usually pretty alert.

Wait.  What??

I'll leave you with a pic of Daisy at ease, not worrying about a thing happening outside these walls.

I hope you don't have anything to worry about, either.  Have a good week!

TOY!!

I was out of school last Monday, sick.  Sick with a bug that has laid both LadyRanger and me out.  We feel especially bad for Daisy 'cause we haven't been up to playing a lot and the poor girl is bored to death.

I took my sick day and went to the doc to get fixed up.  As is my custom every time I go to the doctor and don't cry, I bought Daisy a toy at the nearby big-box pet store to help alleviate her boredom.  It takes a bit to find what I think is the best toy.  I always worry that she won't like it, though that's never really been a problem.  I get nervous when I first present it.

Hmmmmm....

Looks like she likes it.

gggrrrrrrr........

Yep.  Pretty sure she likes it.

 

 

DIE, DIE, DIE!!!!

Yeah, we have a winner here.

The funny thing is that right now we have no idea where it is anymore.  Daisy has a habit of stashing things places.  We don't see 'em for months and then she walks by, dragging 'em and growling at 'em.  Most entertaining.

We hope this new toy gives her something to occupy herself as we continue to get over whatever this bug is.  It's a longer-lasting funk that we'd anticipated. Not fun.

We hope your week ahead is free of any kind of unhappiness!

Someplace new

Daisy likes to explore.  She even explores place she's been many times before.  The basement crawlspace is a constant delight to her.  Kinda worries us, sometimes 'cause we couldn't easily find her if something went wrong.  We've tried keeping her out of the basement altogether but I'm sure you understand the impossibility of keeping a cat away from a place it wants to go.  In any event, she handles it well and always comes back upstairs hale and whole.

Recently she had a rest in a spot that she must have walked by a thousand times.  The rocking chair.

Never done this before, that I'm aware of at least.  She may sleep there most of the night and I'd be non the wiser.

well, you're not very wise to begin with, are ya, bud?

She does have a point.  

Daisy enjoyed her chair time.  We'll see if she decides to occupy it again.  She's always welcome.

On a different note: we had a great dinner last night.  Spanokopita served with a tomato salad.

Really yummy.  Of course, you could wrap an old engine block in phyllo and I'd probably take a bite or two.

This was far and away yummier than than that!

Have a good week!