Just look at those big beautiful eyes with properly dilated pupils! Ain't they purtty? When you consider Sparky Tabasco narrowly escaped permanent blindness, you can see why I'm fixated on the eyes!
Last Thursday, July 31, Sparky had her follow-up visit with the Seattle eye specialist. He said the lesions in her eyes have healed over, but the scarring will affect Sparky's eyesight for the rest of her life. Here we are in the examing room, waiting for the vet.
The vet also said the swelling of her optical nerves has gone down so that they look normal. On the whole, she has improved since her first visit 3 weeks ago. However, I expressed concern that her eyesight had definitely deteriorated after reducing her medication per their instructions. Obviously, the lower dosage isn't working, so the vet bumped up her dosage a little and I'm to call him in 2 weeks to tell him how Sparky 's doing on the higher dosage.
Otherwise, how is Sparky doing? Need you ask??? Sparky is being Sparky. Today I was washing veggies from my garden, prior to making a fresh green salad for dinner, and when my back was turned, Sparky jumped into the kitchen sink and poked her nose in the colander where my veggies were draining. Naughty girl! As always, my camera was within reach, so I snapped a picture before removing her.
One drawback to Sparky's compromised eyesight is that she doesn't always see danger approaching. Twice she has lost hair from her tail when my wheeled chair has rolled over her tail.
Thankfully, Sparky is quick to forgive and allows me to cuddle her in remorse after I've rolled over her tail. In fact, if I crackle some plastic in my hand or wad up a ball of paper, she quickly forgets the lost tail hairs and waits eagerly for me to throw the "toy." Sparky is absolutely crazy about crackly plastic used as a tamper-proof seal on beverages, vitamins, etc. Her second favorite toy is a wadded up ball of paper. Both are irresistible.
Sparky is so crazy about paper balls and plastic seals that the crackle will pull her out of a sound sleep.
Sparky won't let a little thing like blindness slow her down. She is an inspiration of how to live life to the fullest, despite handicaps.
I am SO happy to see Sparky doing so well and her eyes now looking normal. I know you must be beyond thrilled and relieved.
What about the plastic rings that usually come on milk cartons? Pierce loves to fetch them when I throw them. He’s great at bringing them back to me to throw again. Andrew generally disdains playing cat games. He would rather hide when he hears me coming then jump out at me, scaring me to death. I swear if a cat could chuckle, he does!
I am SO happy to see Sparky doing so well and her eyes now looking normal. I know you must be beyond thrilled and relieved.
What about the plastic rings that usually come on milk cartons? Pierce loves to fetch them when I throw them. He’s great at bringing them back to me to throw again. Andrew generally disdains playing cat games. He would rather hide when he hears me coming then jump out at me, scaring me to death. I swear if a cat could chuckle, he does!
I am SO happy to see Sparky doing so well and her eyes now looking normal. I know you must be beyond thrilled and relieved.
What about the plastic rings that usually come on milk cartons? Pierce loves to fetch them when I throw them. He’s great at bringing them back to me to throw again. Andrew generally disdains playing cat games. He would rather hide when he hears me coming then jump out at me, scaring me to death. I swear if a cat could chuckle, he does!
I am SO happy to see Sparky doing so well and her eyes now looking normal. I know you must be beyond thrilled and relieved.
What about the plastic rings that usually come on milk cartons? Pierce loves to fetch them when I throw them. He’s great at bringing them back to me to throw again. Andrew generally disdains playing cat games. He would rather hide when he hears me coming then jump out at me, scaring me to death. I swear if a cat could chuckle, he does!
I am SO happy to see Sparky doing so well and her eyes now looking normal. I know you must be beyond thrilled and relieved.
What about the plastic rings that usually come on milk cartons? Pierce loves to fetch them when I throw them. He’s great at bringing them back to me to throw again. Andrew generally disdains playing cat games. He would rather hide when he hears me coming then jump out at me, scaring me to death. I swear if a cat could chuckle, he does!
Donna, Sparky will chase after the pull ring on milk cartons, but she quickly loses interest in them for some reason. But pull the crackly plastic seal from around the lid of a bottle of vitamins, say, and she’s all over you. It’s the equivalent of showing a tennis ball to a Labrador Retriever. *g* I’m just happy that she can now see well enough to chase after the object when thrown. Your Pierce has more common sense than Sparky. After all, those pull rings are more suited for fetching than a crumpled piece of plastic.
If Andrew hung around Sparky for any length of time, I’m convinced she would show him how much fun it is to chase after plastic or paper. OTOH, Sparky fully approves of Andrew’s habit of leaping out at you from his hiding place. I cannot tell you how many times Sparky has done that to me, often with spectacular results. Most of the time I know she is lying in wait for me and I just chuckle when the inevitable ambush happens. But when she truly surprises me, I tend to yelp, jump, and drop whatever I’m carrying, much to the amusement of the resident animals in the house. And whether cats can chuckle or not, I swear I can hear a noise that sounds perilously close to laughter coming from the animal contingent.
Donna, Sparky will chase after the pull ring on milk cartons, but she quickly loses interest in them for some reason. But pull the crackly plastic seal from around the lid of a bottle of vitamins, say, and she’s all over you. It’s the equivalent of showing a tennis ball to a Labrador Retriever. *g* I’m just happy that she can now see well enough to chase after the object when thrown. Your Pierce has more common sense than Sparky. After all, those pull rings are more suited for fetching than a crumpled piece of plastic.
If Andrew hung around Sparky for any length of time, I’m convinced she would show him how much fun it is to chase after plastic or paper. OTOH, Sparky fully approves of Andrew’s habit of leaping out at you from his hiding place. I cannot tell you how many times Sparky has done that to me, often with spectacular results. Most of the time I know she is lying in wait for me and I just chuckle when the inevitable ambush happens. But when she truly surprises me, I tend to yelp, jump, and drop whatever I’m carrying, much to the amusement of the resident animals in the house. And whether cats can chuckle or not, I swear I can hear a noise that sounds perilously close to laughter coming from the animal contingent.
Donna, Sparky will chase after the pull ring on milk cartons, but she quickly loses interest in them for some reason. But pull the crackly plastic seal from around the lid of a bottle of vitamins, say, and she’s all over you. It’s the equivalent of showing a tennis ball to a Labrador Retriever. *g* I’m just happy that she can now see well enough to chase after the object when thrown. Your Pierce has more common sense than Sparky. After all, those pull rings are more suited for fetching than a crumpled piece of plastic.
If Andrew hung around Sparky for any length of time, I’m convinced she would show him how much fun it is to chase after plastic or paper. OTOH, Sparky fully approves of Andrew’s habit of leaping out at you from his hiding place. I cannot tell you how many times Sparky has done that to me, often with spectacular results. Most of the time I know she is lying in wait for me and I just chuckle when the inevitable ambush happens. But when she truly surprises me, I tend to yelp, jump, and drop whatever I’m carrying, much to the amusement of the resident animals in the house. And whether cats can chuckle or not, I swear I can hear a noise that sounds perilously close to laughter coming from the animal contingent.
Donna, Sparky will chase after the pull ring on milk cartons, but she quickly loses interest in them for some reason. But pull the crackly plastic seal from around the lid of a bottle of vitamins, say, and she’s all over you. It’s the equivalent of showing a tennis ball to a Labrador Retriever. *g* I’m just happy that she can now see well enough to chase after the object when thrown. Your Pierce has more common sense than Sparky. After all, those pull rings are more suited for fetching than a crumpled piece of plastic.
If Andrew hung around Sparky for any length of time, I’m convinced she would show him how much fun it is to chase after plastic or paper. OTOH, Sparky fully approves of Andrew’s habit of leaping out at you from his hiding place. I cannot tell you how many times Sparky has done that to me, often with spectacular results. Most of the time I know she is lying in wait for me and I just chuckle when the inevitable ambush happens. But when she truly surprises me, I tend to yelp, jump, and drop whatever I’m carrying, much to the amusement of the resident animals in the house. And whether cats can chuckle or not, I swear I can hear a noise that sounds perilously close to laughter coming from the animal contingent.
Donna, Sparky will chase after the pull ring on milk cartons, but she quickly loses interest in them for some reason. But pull the crackly plastic seal from around the lid of a bottle of vitamins, say, and she’s all over you. It’s the equivalent of showing a tennis ball to a Labrador Retriever. *g* I’m just happy that she can now see well enough to chase after the object when thrown. Your Pierce has more common sense than Sparky. After all, those pull rings are more suited for fetching than a crumpled piece of plastic.
If Andrew hung around Sparky for any length of time, I’m convinced she would show him how much fun it is to chase after plastic or paper. OTOH, Sparky fully approves of Andrew’s habit of leaping out at you from his hiding place. I cannot tell you how many times Sparky has done that to me, often with spectacular results. Most of the time I know she is lying in wait for me and I just chuckle when the inevitable ambush happens. But when she truly surprises me, I tend to yelp, jump, and drop whatever I’m carrying, much to the amusement of the resident animals in the house. And whether cats can chuckle or not, I swear I can hear a noise that sounds perilously close to laughter coming from the animal contingent.
Oh, Sherrie! So glad to see Sparky is still improving and though the scarring might affect her for the rest of her life, she’ll once again adjust and you’ll hardly notice. Just give her a little time 🙂
Garth is still chasing anything that looks like it will move, is moving, already has moved or makes noise. We went for dinner last Wednesday and he was all over that apartment, including bashing into the doorwall chasing the bugs on the other side…
Oh, Sherrie! So glad to see Sparky is still improving and though the scarring might affect her for the rest of her life, she’ll once again adjust and you’ll hardly notice. Just give her a little time 🙂
Garth is still chasing anything that looks like it will move, is moving, already has moved or makes noise. We went for dinner last Wednesday and he was all over that apartment, including bashing into the doorwall chasing the bugs on the other side…
Oh, Sherrie! So glad to see Sparky is still improving and though the scarring might affect her for the rest of her life, she’ll once again adjust and you’ll hardly notice. Just give her a little time 🙂
Garth is still chasing anything that looks like it will move, is moving, already has moved or makes noise. We went for dinner last Wednesday and he was all over that apartment, including bashing into the doorwall chasing the bugs on the other side…
Oh, Sherrie! So glad to see Sparky is still improving and though the scarring might affect her for the rest of her life, she’ll once again adjust and you’ll hardly notice. Just give her a little time 🙂
Garth is still chasing anything that looks like it will move, is moving, already has moved or makes noise. We went for dinner last Wednesday and he was all over that apartment, including bashing into the doorwall chasing the bugs on the other side…
Oh, Sherrie! So glad to see Sparky is still improving and though the scarring might affect her for the rest of her life, she’ll once again adjust and you’ll hardly notice. Just give her a little time 🙂
Garth is still chasing anything that looks like it will move, is moving, already has moved or makes noise. We went for dinner last Wednesday and he was all over that apartment, including bashing into the doorwall chasing the bugs on the other side…
Yay for Sparky! I never doubted her perseverance and I never doubted your love for her, Sherrie. You are both an inspiration. Take care.
Yay for Sparky! I never doubted her perseverance and I never doubted your love for her, Sherrie. You are both an inspiration. Take care.
Yay for Sparky! I never doubted her perseverance and I never doubted your love for her, Sherrie. You are both an inspiration. Take care.
Yay for Sparky! I never doubted her perseverance and I never doubted your love for her, Sherrie. You are both an inspiration. Take care.
Yay for Sparky! I never doubted her perseverance and I never doubted your love for her, Sherrie. You are both an inspiration. Take care.
Dearest Theo! You are one of Sparky’s first and truest fans, and she sends you greetings straight from the heart. Yes, the scarring is permanent, but perhaps there is hope that Sparky’s eyesight will at least stabilize and maybe even improve. Just in the few days she’s been on the increased dosage, I’ve seen an improvement. Today the rascal is into EVERYTHING! I can only laugh because it’s a joy to be around such an animal that wrings every blessed moment out of the day.
It sounds like your Garth is adjusting well to the move. Animals are so adaptable, and chasing bugs is a sure sign the Garth is settling in. That was one of the first things that gave me hope that Sparky’s eyesight wasn’t totally gone–she could apparently detect movement, and when she began chasing bugs, I rejoiced. I remember the very first bug she ever caught–a big old moth when she was still an infant. I’ve never seen a cat so nimble and accurate at such a young age.
Are you all settled in or do you still have house hunting to do? And how’s the new job?
Dearest Theo! You are one of Sparky’s first and truest fans, and she sends you greetings straight from the heart. Yes, the scarring is permanent, but perhaps there is hope that Sparky’s eyesight will at least stabilize and maybe even improve. Just in the few days she’s been on the increased dosage, I’ve seen an improvement. Today the rascal is into EVERYTHING! I can only laugh because it’s a joy to be around such an animal that wrings every blessed moment out of the day.
It sounds like your Garth is adjusting well to the move. Animals are so adaptable, and chasing bugs is a sure sign the Garth is settling in. That was one of the first things that gave me hope that Sparky’s eyesight wasn’t totally gone–she could apparently detect movement, and when she began chasing bugs, I rejoiced. I remember the very first bug she ever caught–a big old moth when she was still an infant. I’ve never seen a cat so nimble and accurate at such a young age.
Are you all settled in or do you still have house hunting to do? And how’s the new job?
Dearest Theo! You are one of Sparky’s first and truest fans, and she sends you greetings straight from the heart. Yes, the scarring is permanent, but perhaps there is hope that Sparky’s eyesight will at least stabilize and maybe even improve. Just in the few days she’s been on the increased dosage, I’ve seen an improvement. Today the rascal is into EVERYTHING! I can only laugh because it’s a joy to be around such an animal that wrings every blessed moment out of the day.
It sounds like your Garth is adjusting well to the move. Animals are so adaptable, and chasing bugs is a sure sign the Garth is settling in. That was one of the first things that gave me hope that Sparky’s eyesight wasn’t totally gone–she could apparently detect movement, and when she began chasing bugs, I rejoiced. I remember the very first bug she ever caught–a big old moth when she was still an infant. I’ve never seen a cat so nimble and accurate at such a young age.
Are you all settled in or do you still have house hunting to do? And how’s the new job?
Dearest Theo! You are one of Sparky’s first and truest fans, and she sends you greetings straight from the heart. Yes, the scarring is permanent, but perhaps there is hope that Sparky’s eyesight will at least stabilize and maybe even improve. Just in the few days she’s been on the increased dosage, I’ve seen an improvement. Today the rascal is into EVERYTHING! I can only laugh because it’s a joy to be around such an animal that wrings every blessed moment out of the day.
It sounds like your Garth is adjusting well to the move. Animals are so adaptable, and chasing bugs is a sure sign the Garth is settling in. That was one of the first things that gave me hope that Sparky’s eyesight wasn’t totally gone–she could apparently detect movement, and when she began chasing bugs, I rejoiced. I remember the very first bug she ever caught–a big old moth when she was still an infant. I’ve never seen a cat so nimble and accurate at such a young age.
Are you all settled in or do you still have house hunting to do? And how’s the new job?
Dearest Theo! You are one of Sparky’s first and truest fans, and she sends you greetings straight from the heart. Yes, the scarring is permanent, but perhaps there is hope that Sparky’s eyesight will at least stabilize and maybe even improve. Just in the few days she’s been on the increased dosage, I’ve seen an improvement. Today the rascal is into EVERYTHING! I can only laugh because it’s a joy to be around such an animal that wrings every blessed moment out of the day.
It sounds like your Garth is adjusting well to the move. Animals are so adaptable, and chasing bugs is a sure sign the Garth is settling in. That was one of the first things that gave me hope that Sparky’s eyesight wasn’t totally gone–she could apparently detect movement, and when she began chasing bugs, I rejoiced. I remember the very first bug she ever caught–a big old moth when she was still an infant. I’ve never seen a cat so nimble and accurate at such a young age.
Are you all settled in or do you still have house hunting to do? And how’s the new job?
Karen, I certainly do love Sparky to pieces! She has turned this household upside down since the day I found her, and she fills the four walls with unfettered joy and highjinks. I keep marveling at how peculiar her personality is, and how it is ever evolving. When I first found her as a tiny kitten, she was very much her own cat. If she wasn’t interested in acknowledging you, she could so thoroughly ignore your calls and entreaties that it was exasperating. Even snapping my fingers in her face was useless–she refused to look at me or even indicate with so much as a flick of an ear that she’d heard me.
She didn’t respond like normal cats when you petted her, either. You know how when you start the stroke at the head and end at the tail, the cat usually raises its butt? Sparky didn’t. She would slink lower and lowere when you pet her, and sort of ooze away from your hand. She didn’t view my stroking as affection. One of the Wenches even mentioned that she sounded like she was autistic. For awhile I thought she might be! But it was Sparky being Sparky. Now, she is a love bug, and enjoys petting, though she doesn’t like you to put your hand anywhere near the top or back of her head. Petting must commence at her shoulders. And she still doesn’t have an elevator butt at the end of the stroke.
You cannot put Sparky into a receptacle neatly labled “cat.” She won’t fit. She’s too quirky. Sparky is what Sparky is.
Karen, I certainly do love Sparky to pieces! She has turned this household upside down since the day I found her, and she fills the four walls with unfettered joy and highjinks. I keep marveling at how peculiar her personality is, and how it is ever evolving. When I first found her as a tiny kitten, she was very much her own cat. If she wasn’t interested in acknowledging you, she could so thoroughly ignore your calls and entreaties that it was exasperating. Even snapping my fingers in her face was useless–she refused to look at me or even indicate with so much as a flick of an ear that she’d heard me.
She didn’t respond like normal cats when you petted her, either. You know how when you start the stroke at the head and end at the tail, the cat usually raises its butt? Sparky didn’t. She would slink lower and lowere when you pet her, and sort of ooze away from your hand. She didn’t view my stroking as affection. One of the Wenches even mentioned that she sounded like she was autistic. For awhile I thought she might be! But it was Sparky being Sparky. Now, she is a love bug, and enjoys petting, though she doesn’t like you to put your hand anywhere near the top or back of her head. Petting must commence at her shoulders. And she still doesn’t have an elevator butt at the end of the stroke.
You cannot put Sparky into a receptacle neatly labled “cat.” She won’t fit. She’s too quirky. Sparky is what Sparky is.
Karen, I certainly do love Sparky to pieces! She has turned this household upside down since the day I found her, and she fills the four walls with unfettered joy and highjinks. I keep marveling at how peculiar her personality is, and how it is ever evolving. When I first found her as a tiny kitten, she was very much her own cat. If she wasn’t interested in acknowledging you, she could so thoroughly ignore your calls and entreaties that it was exasperating. Even snapping my fingers in her face was useless–she refused to look at me or even indicate with so much as a flick of an ear that she’d heard me.
She didn’t respond like normal cats when you petted her, either. You know how when you start the stroke at the head and end at the tail, the cat usually raises its butt? Sparky didn’t. She would slink lower and lowere when you pet her, and sort of ooze away from your hand. She didn’t view my stroking as affection. One of the Wenches even mentioned that she sounded like she was autistic. For awhile I thought she might be! But it was Sparky being Sparky. Now, she is a love bug, and enjoys petting, though she doesn’t like you to put your hand anywhere near the top or back of her head. Petting must commence at her shoulders. And she still doesn’t have an elevator butt at the end of the stroke.
You cannot put Sparky into a receptacle neatly labled “cat.” She won’t fit. She’s too quirky. Sparky is what Sparky is.
Karen, I certainly do love Sparky to pieces! She has turned this household upside down since the day I found her, and she fills the four walls with unfettered joy and highjinks. I keep marveling at how peculiar her personality is, and how it is ever evolving. When I first found her as a tiny kitten, she was very much her own cat. If she wasn’t interested in acknowledging you, she could so thoroughly ignore your calls and entreaties that it was exasperating. Even snapping my fingers in her face was useless–she refused to look at me or even indicate with so much as a flick of an ear that she’d heard me.
She didn’t respond like normal cats when you petted her, either. You know how when you start the stroke at the head and end at the tail, the cat usually raises its butt? Sparky didn’t. She would slink lower and lowere when you pet her, and sort of ooze away from your hand. She didn’t view my stroking as affection. One of the Wenches even mentioned that she sounded like she was autistic. For awhile I thought she might be! But it was Sparky being Sparky. Now, she is a love bug, and enjoys petting, though she doesn’t like you to put your hand anywhere near the top or back of her head. Petting must commence at her shoulders. And she still doesn’t have an elevator butt at the end of the stroke.
You cannot put Sparky into a receptacle neatly labled “cat.” She won’t fit. She’s too quirky. Sparky is what Sparky is.
Karen, I certainly do love Sparky to pieces! She has turned this household upside down since the day I found her, and she fills the four walls with unfettered joy and highjinks. I keep marveling at how peculiar her personality is, and how it is ever evolving. When I first found her as a tiny kitten, she was very much her own cat. If she wasn’t interested in acknowledging you, she could so thoroughly ignore your calls and entreaties that it was exasperating. Even snapping my fingers in her face was useless–she refused to look at me or even indicate with so much as a flick of an ear that she’d heard me.
She didn’t respond like normal cats when you petted her, either. You know how when you start the stroke at the head and end at the tail, the cat usually raises its butt? Sparky didn’t. She would slink lower and lowere when you pet her, and sort of ooze away from your hand. She didn’t view my stroking as affection. One of the Wenches even mentioned that she sounded like she was autistic. For awhile I thought she might be! But it was Sparky being Sparky. Now, she is a love bug, and enjoys petting, though she doesn’t like you to put your hand anywhere near the top or back of her head. Petting must commence at her shoulders. And she still doesn’t have an elevator butt at the end of the stroke.
You cannot put Sparky into a receptacle neatly labled “cat.” She won’t fit. She’s too quirky. Sparky is what Sparky is.
Cats are so amazing. Brave little fighters who don’t know the meaning of defeat. They take pretty much everything in their stride. So pleased to see Sparky is doing so well. Long may she reign in your home!
Cats are so amazing. Brave little fighters who don’t know the meaning of defeat. They take pretty much everything in their stride. So pleased to see Sparky is doing so well. Long may she reign in your home!
Cats are so amazing. Brave little fighters who don’t know the meaning of defeat. They take pretty much everything in their stride. So pleased to see Sparky is doing so well. Long may she reign in your home!
Cats are so amazing. Brave little fighters who don’t know the meaning of defeat. They take pretty much everything in their stride. So pleased to see Sparky is doing so well. Long may she reign in your home!
Cats are so amazing. Brave little fighters who don’t know the meaning of defeat. They take pretty much everything in their stride. So pleased to see Sparky is doing so well. Long may she reign in your home!
I delight in Sparky updates, especially when they have such good news!
I delight in Sparky updates, especially when they have such good news!
I delight in Sparky updates, especially when they have such good news!
I delight in Sparky updates, especially when they have such good news!
I delight in Sparky updates, especially when they have such good news!
Thanks for the great update, I’m happy the news was good. Your story about Sparky’s love for plastic seals reminded me of this New Yorker cartoon. http://www.condenaststore.com/-sp/Cat-Kung-Fu-New-Yorker-Cartoon-Prints_i8545675_.htm
Thanks for the great update, I’m happy the news was good. Your story about Sparky’s love for plastic seals reminded me of this New Yorker cartoon. http://www.condenaststore.com/-sp/Cat-Kung-Fu-New-Yorker-Cartoon-Prints_i8545675_.htm
Thanks for the great update, I’m happy the news was good. Your story about Sparky’s love for plastic seals reminded me of this New Yorker cartoon. http://www.condenaststore.com/-sp/Cat-Kung-Fu-New-Yorker-Cartoon-Prints_i8545675_.htm
Thanks for the great update, I’m happy the news was good. Your story about Sparky’s love for plastic seals reminded me of this New Yorker cartoon. http://www.condenaststore.com/-sp/Cat-Kung-Fu-New-Yorker-Cartoon-Prints_i8545675_.htm
Thanks for the great update, I’m happy the news was good. Your story about Sparky’s love for plastic seals reminded me of this New Yorker cartoon. http://www.condenaststore.com/-sp/Cat-Kung-Fu-New-Yorker-Cartoon-Prints_i8545675_.htm
Your answer had me laughing – a great way to start Mon. a.m. at the office!
Andrew’s best response from me came when he got on the narrow counter between the stove and the wall right inside the doorway into the kitchen (dark at the time). He didn’t jump that time, but reached out a paw and tapped me on the shoulder! I just knew someone had me!
Your answer had me laughing – a great way to start Mon. a.m. at the office!
Andrew’s best response from me came when he got on the narrow counter between the stove and the wall right inside the doorway into the kitchen (dark at the time). He didn’t jump that time, but reached out a paw and tapped me on the shoulder! I just knew someone had me!
Your answer had me laughing – a great way to start Mon. a.m. at the office!
Andrew’s best response from me came when he got on the narrow counter between the stove and the wall right inside the doorway into the kitchen (dark at the time). He didn’t jump that time, but reached out a paw and tapped me on the shoulder! I just knew someone had me!
Your answer had me laughing – a great way to start Mon. a.m. at the office!
Andrew’s best response from me came when he got on the narrow counter between the stove and the wall right inside the doorway into the kitchen (dark at the time). He didn’t jump that time, but reached out a paw and tapped me on the shoulder! I just knew someone had me!
Your answer had me laughing – a great way to start Mon. a.m. at the office!
Andrew’s best response from me came when he got on the narrow counter between the stove and the wall right inside the doorway into the kitchen (dark at the time). He didn’t jump that time, but reached out a paw and tapped me on the shoulder! I just knew someone had me!
Hi, Catherine. Indeed, cats are brave fighters. They are adaptable in so many ways, and then inflexible in others. (OMG, you moved that chair from where it’s always been! I shall now freak out!) *g*
Like you, I am so pleased that Sparky is doing so well. It just gets better and better every day!
Hi, Catherine. Indeed, cats are brave fighters. They are adaptable in so many ways, and then inflexible in others. (OMG, you moved that chair from where it’s always been! I shall now freak out!) *g*
Like you, I am so pleased that Sparky is doing so well. It just gets better and better every day!
Hi, Catherine. Indeed, cats are brave fighters. They are adaptable in so many ways, and then inflexible in others. (OMG, you moved that chair from where it’s always been! I shall now freak out!) *g*
Like you, I am so pleased that Sparky is doing so well. It just gets better and better every day!
Hi, Catherine. Indeed, cats are brave fighters. They are adaptable in so many ways, and then inflexible in others. (OMG, you moved that chair from where it’s always been! I shall now freak out!) *g*
Like you, I am so pleased that Sparky is doing so well. It just gets better and better every day!
Hi, Catherine. Indeed, cats are brave fighters. They are adaptable in so many ways, and then inflexible in others. (OMG, you moved that chair from where it’s always been! I shall now freak out!) *g*
Like you, I am so pleased that Sparky is doing so well. It just gets better and better every day!
And I delight in reporting good news re Sparky! I’m so glad you enjoy the updates, HJ. It’s hard to believe I’ve been doing this for over a year! (Thanksk to the good graces of the Wenches!)
And I delight in reporting good news re Sparky! I’m so glad you enjoy the updates, HJ. It’s hard to believe I’ve been doing this for over a year! (Thanksk to the good graces of the Wenches!)
And I delight in reporting good news re Sparky! I’m so glad you enjoy the updates, HJ. It’s hard to believe I’ve been doing this for over a year! (Thanksk to the good graces of the Wenches!)
And I delight in reporting good news re Sparky! I’m so glad you enjoy the updates, HJ. It’s hard to believe I’ve been doing this for over a year! (Thanksk to the good graces of the Wenches!)
And I delight in reporting good news re Sparky! I’m so glad you enjoy the updates, HJ. It’s hard to believe I’ve been doing this for over a year! (Thanksk to the good graces of the Wenches!)
Karin! You won’t believe this, but I have that very same cartoon! I thought it was so funny when I first saw it that I cut it out. It now resides in a folder with many other writing- or cat-related cartoons, and is also on my computer. LOL! Great minds and all that!
Karin! You won’t believe this, but I have that very same cartoon! I thought it was so funny when I first saw it that I cut it out. It now resides in a folder with many other writing- or cat-related cartoons, and is also on my computer. LOL! Great minds and all that!
Karin! You won’t believe this, but I have that very same cartoon! I thought it was so funny when I first saw it that I cut it out. It now resides in a folder with many other writing- or cat-related cartoons, and is also on my computer. LOL! Great minds and all that!
Karin! You won’t believe this, but I have that very same cartoon! I thought it was so funny when I first saw it that I cut it out. It now resides in a folder with many other writing- or cat-related cartoons, and is also on my computer. LOL! Great minds and all that!
Karin! You won’t believe this, but I have that very same cartoon! I thought it was so funny when I first saw it that I cut it out. It now resides in a folder with many other writing- or cat-related cartoons, and is also on my computer. LOL! Great minds and all that!
Donna, glad to start off your day with a laugh. Wish I could take credit for it, but I have to give most of the credit to the animals.
Loved your story of Andrew tapping your shoulder! I can just envision it. Sparky’s favorite ambush style has her hiding in an overturned box that has convenient holes in it, or where one side is cut away. (I get them from Costco, where you can find sturdy produce boxes with holes or cut-away sides just perfect for mischievous cats.) Sparky will lurk inside the overturned box and then pat anyone passing by. Lightning quick it is: slap-slap-slap and then the paw disappears back inside the box. Doggy noses are especially fun to slap when they poke inside the box. Great fun for everyone!
Donna, glad to start off your day with a laugh. Wish I could take credit for it, but I have to give most of the credit to the animals.
Loved your story of Andrew tapping your shoulder! I can just envision it. Sparky’s favorite ambush style has her hiding in an overturned box that has convenient holes in it, or where one side is cut away. (I get them from Costco, where you can find sturdy produce boxes with holes or cut-away sides just perfect for mischievous cats.) Sparky will lurk inside the overturned box and then pat anyone passing by. Lightning quick it is: slap-slap-slap and then the paw disappears back inside the box. Doggy noses are especially fun to slap when they poke inside the box. Great fun for everyone!
Donna, glad to start off your day with a laugh. Wish I could take credit for it, but I have to give most of the credit to the animals.
Loved your story of Andrew tapping your shoulder! I can just envision it. Sparky’s favorite ambush style has her hiding in an overturned box that has convenient holes in it, or where one side is cut away. (I get them from Costco, where you can find sturdy produce boxes with holes or cut-away sides just perfect for mischievous cats.) Sparky will lurk inside the overturned box and then pat anyone passing by. Lightning quick it is: slap-slap-slap and then the paw disappears back inside the box. Doggy noses are especially fun to slap when they poke inside the box. Great fun for everyone!
Donna, glad to start off your day with a laugh. Wish I could take credit for it, but I have to give most of the credit to the animals.
Loved your story of Andrew tapping your shoulder! I can just envision it. Sparky’s favorite ambush style has her hiding in an overturned box that has convenient holes in it, or where one side is cut away. (I get them from Costco, where you can find sturdy produce boxes with holes or cut-away sides just perfect for mischievous cats.) Sparky will lurk inside the overturned box and then pat anyone passing by. Lightning quick it is: slap-slap-slap and then the paw disappears back inside the box. Doggy noses are especially fun to slap when they poke inside the box. Great fun for everyone!
Donna, glad to start off your day with a laugh. Wish I could take credit for it, but I have to give most of the credit to the animals.
Loved your story of Andrew tapping your shoulder! I can just envision it. Sparky’s favorite ambush style has her hiding in an overturned box that has convenient holes in it, or where one side is cut away. (I get them from Costco, where you can find sturdy produce boxes with holes or cut-away sides just perfect for mischievous cats.) Sparky will lurk inside the overturned box and then pat anyone passing by. Lightning quick it is: slap-slap-slap and then the paw disappears back inside the box. Doggy noses are especially fun to slap when they poke inside the box. Great fun for everyone!
You’ve just got to love their inventiveness! And their sense of humor!
You’ve just got to love their inventiveness! And their sense of humor!
You’ve just got to love their inventiveness! And their sense of humor!
You’ve just got to love their inventiveness! And their sense of humor!
You’ve just got to love their inventiveness! And their sense of humor!
Onwards, Sparky! Here’s hoping a little more medication helps with her eyesight and gets it stabilised, good news though that the inflammation has gone down. Isn’t it peculiar what drives each cat nuts? A friend has a cat who dotes on plastic rings, but my Motley loves anything furry. Which she promptly de-furs by chewing :).
Onwards, Sparky! Here’s hoping a little more medication helps with her eyesight and gets it stabilised, good news though that the inflammation has gone down. Isn’t it peculiar what drives each cat nuts? A friend has a cat who dotes on plastic rings, but my Motley loves anything furry. Which she promptly de-furs by chewing :).
Onwards, Sparky! Here’s hoping a little more medication helps with her eyesight and gets it stabilised, good news though that the inflammation has gone down. Isn’t it peculiar what drives each cat nuts? A friend has a cat who dotes on plastic rings, but my Motley loves anything furry. Which she promptly de-furs by chewing :).
Onwards, Sparky! Here’s hoping a little more medication helps with her eyesight and gets it stabilised, good news though that the inflammation has gone down. Isn’t it peculiar what drives each cat nuts? A friend has a cat who dotes on plastic rings, but my Motley loves anything furry. Which she promptly de-furs by chewing :).
Onwards, Sparky! Here’s hoping a little more medication helps with her eyesight and gets it stabilised, good news though that the inflammation has gone down. Isn’t it peculiar what drives each cat nuts? A friend has a cat who dotes on plastic rings, but my Motley loves anything furry. Which she promptly de-furs by chewing :).
Agreed! You’ll never hear a cat whine, “There’s nothing to do. I’m bored!” And they don’t need fancy toys. A paper sack, a box, a plastic ring from the milk carton–and a sense of humor. That’s all they need!
Agreed! You’ll never hear a cat whine, “There’s nothing to do. I’m bored!” And they don’t need fancy toys. A paper sack, a box, a plastic ring from the milk carton–and a sense of humor. That’s all they need!
Agreed! You’ll never hear a cat whine, “There’s nothing to do. I’m bored!” And they don’t need fancy toys. A paper sack, a box, a plastic ring from the milk carton–and a sense of humor. That’s all they need!
Agreed! You’ll never hear a cat whine, “There’s nothing to do. I’m bored!” And they don’t need fancy toys. A paper sack, a box, a plastic ring from the milk carton–and a sense of humor. That’s all they need!
Agreed! You’ll never hear a cat whine, “There’s nothing to do. I’m bored!” And they don’t need fancy toys. A paper sack, a box, a plastic ring from the milk carton–and a sense of humor. That’s all they need!
Jane, it *is* funny how different things appeal to cats as toys. I love that your Motley enjoys furry things. I had a cat that went bananas over those fishing pole things that have a feather on a string. That cat was so fast that I was forever replacing the battered feathers.
When I was finished playing with the cat, I had to be very careful where I stored the toy, because the cat would find it every time and decimate it. It was amazing how he found the toy even in the most difficult hiding places.
Around here, if I buy a cat toy for Sparky, the dogs eventually get it and destroy it. So Sparky finds her own homegrown toys that don’t cost a thing and are just as entertaining. Give Sparky a paper bag or an empty box and she’s set for the day. Throw in a Styrofoam peanut (her latest favorite toy) and the fun is doubled!
Jane, it *is* funny how different things appeal to cats as toys. I love that your Motley enjoys furry things. I had a cat that went bananas over those fishing pole things that have a feather on a string. That cat was so fast that I was forever replacing the battered feathers.
When I was finished playing with the cat, I had to be very careful where I stored the toy, because the cat would find it every time and decimate it. It was amazing how he found the toy even in the most difficult hiding places.
Around here, if I buy a cat toy for Sparky, the dogs eventually get it and destroy it. So Sparky finds her own homegrown toys that don’t cost a thing and are just as entertaining. Give Sparky a paper bag or an empty box and she’s set for the day. Throw in a Styrofoam peanut (her latest favorite toy) and the fun is doubled!
Jane, it *is* funny how different things appeal to cats as toys. I love that your Motley enjoys furry things. I had a cat that went bananas over those fishing pole things that have a feather on a string. That cat was so fast that I was forever replacing the battered feathers.
When I was finished playing with the cat, I had to be very careful where I stored the toy, because the cat would find it every time and decimate it. It was amazing how he found the toy even in the most difficult hiding places.
Around here, if I buy a cat toy for Sparky, the dogs eventually get it and destroy it. So Sparky finds her own homegrown toys that don’t cost a thing and are just as entertaining. Give Sparky a paper bag or an empty box and she’s set for the day. Throw in a Styrofoam peanut (her latest favorite toy) and the fun is doubled!
Jane, it *is* funny how different things appeal to cats as toys. I love that your Motley enjoys furry things. I had a cat that went bananas over those fishing pole things that have a feather on a string. That cat was so fast that I was forever replacing the battered feathers.
When I was finished playing with the cat, I had to be very careful where I stored the toy, because the cat would find it every time and decimate it. It was amazing how he found the toy even in the most difficult hiding places.
Around here, if I buy a cat toy for Sparky, the dogs eventually get it and destroy it. So Sparky finds her own homegrown toys that don’t cost a thing and are just as entertaining. Give Sparky a paper bag or an empty box and she’s set for the day. Throw in a Styrofoam peanut (her latest favorite toy) and the fun is doubled!
Jane, it *is* funny how different things appeal to cats as toys. I love that your Motley enjoys furry things. I had a cat that went bananas over those fishing pole things that have a feather on a string. That cat was so fast that I was forever replacing the battered feathers.
When I was finished playing with the cat, I had to be very careful where I stored the toy, because the cat would find it every time and decimate it. It was amazing how he found the toy even in the most difficult hiding places.
Around here, if I buy a cat toy for Sparky, the dogs eventually get it and destroy it. So Sparky finds her own homegrown toys that don’t cost a thing and are just as entertaining. Give Sparky a paper bag or an empty box and she’s set for the day. Throw in a Styrofoam peanut (her latest favorite toy) and the fun is doubled!