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Has there ever been a cat you just had to give a home to? (Snicker’s Story)

YES! oh heavens yes.

I work as a home health aid and I do run across from time to time a cat that becomes homeless when the owner goes to a home or passes away.

Sadly for me, my husband’s patience and now our Condo Association will not allow me to adopt every cat I find that needs a home and I have to sadly allow them to be rehomed else where.

But Snickers was different.
His parents, sadly, seperated and he couldn’t stay, so as a temporary placement he was placed with his grandma (my client). This wasn’t the greatest of situations. She was in an apartment and Snickers was not properly registered (although I’m pretty sure the staff knew he was there) and I don’t think my client wasn’t thrilled he was there; when he’d jump up on the bed she’d get him down by throwing treats.

In this time Snickers and I had bonded. I was there for at least a couple of hours 4-5 times a week, and I gave him as much love and attention as I could in that time.

When it was time for my client to go to a home, I could see what was coming. His mom couldn’t take him back, and my client likely wasn’t going to come home, so Snickers would likely go to a shelter, so I convinced my husband he needed to come home with us. I wonder sometimes how he would have managed at the shelter with all the strange noises and sounds. He is a very sweet boy but a bit shy. I think he would have been rehomed, but how would that experience affect him?

Fortunately for him and for us that was not his fate.

After he came home, it took quite some time (and a move) for my two cats to stop deciding the intermittently couldn’t stand each other and that having a buddy was better than an enemy.

Snicker learned much from his brother before Mo passed earlier this summer, like how to demand food and laps are nice, and so is wrestle time.

So that is the story of our sweet, sweet boy, the one I just couldn’t say no to, and I have to say I’m so glad I didn’t.

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My cat the nip addict.

Pssst it’s Snickers, Oh do I have a tale to tell you!

It started off innocent enough.

My human went shopping and found a fresh cat nip plant and purchased it thinking it would be a nice diversion. Well I have to say, a nice diversion indeed!
From the first munch my world got swirly, my head feels ohhh soooo gooood, too good.
Ohhh, I loooove my cat nip! I love to roll in it, I love to eat it! Did I mention how much I love it?

I returned to my plant again and again and again, wanting to keep that feeling, that goooood feeling.
I didn’t notice the leaves disappearing, I had no idea there would be an end.
Before I knew it all I had was stalks! The good feeling is disappearing! What do I do?
I know mom and dad keep a stash of dry cat nip in the cabinet. I thought maybe if I look toward the cabinet with a sad look and a few pathetic meows maybe I can score some.
No luck, she only speaks English! Ugh

It’s late at night and I can’t stand it, I have to have my nip! Maybe I can get some from the cabinet. Oh it’s so high up, and they keep it on the top shelf!

That’s when I had a brillant idea! From the floor to the countertop in one fluid leap. Then from the countertop to the top of the frig and a quick hop to the top of the cabinets. I’ve done that so many times I could do it in my sleep! Carefully and quietly I pried open the cabinet, and there it was the can of dried glorious goodness. I reached down and caught the top with my claw and down it fell hitting the counter on the way down smashing the canister and spilling catnip all over the floor. Oh glorious day, luck was on my side. I jumped down and began to roll; I rolled and rolled and ate and ate some more peering down the hall occassionaly to make sure everyone was still asleep.
My head started to feel good but not a good as the fresh stuff; I needed the real deal. All I can do is sleep, the feeling is fading but the memory remains, maybe lady luck will return tomorrow.

The next morning lady luck did return. mom went out to the freezer on the porch. As she was rummaging around I snuck out and quietly slipped over the edge. If what I sought wasn’t in the house, maybe it was outside.

I was wandered aimlessly for what felt like hours, until I was so hot and tired and a bit sorry I had left home. I decided to take a nap under a bush. I was dreaming a sweet dream of when my catnip plant had lots of lush leaves when I heard this voice.


I jumped straight up back arched, I had no idea if it was friend or foe.

“relax man”

I opened one eye and discoverd the voice came from a big tom cat that looked pretty rough around the edges if you know what I mean; parts of a tail and ear missing and fur clumped and matted, he had obviouly been around.

“I just want to know what your deal is, obviously you’re not from the streets”

I explained what I was looking for a nip high.

“Oh that’s no problem, but what do I get from the deal? Do you hunt?”

I shook my head “I guess I can try, I’ll be back”

He nodded

My first attempt wasn’t too bad. I snagged a grasshopper without too much effort

“Man this is easy” I thought “I’ll have my nip in no time!”

When I returned and dropped the grasshopper at the tom cat’s feet he looked disappointed.

“Is this it, this is all you brought to fill my stomach? This is a mere snack! Bring me something substantial and I’ll show you where you can find you’re nip”

“Like what?” I asked

“It has to be something to fill my belly; bring me a rat, bird or a rabbit and you have a deal”

My head was spinning I never had to actually hunt for my dinner, all I had to do is yell at mom or dad and they gave me what I wanted.

So off I went, and soon I saw a rabbit at the edge of the woods. I sprung into action chasing it left, chasing it right until…. it vanished. “What the heck” I thought.

I looked around and there was a robin pecking at a worm in the grass. “I got this” I thought. I crouched low like mom used to show us, focused my eyes on it, and sprung! Only to have it fly away. “I guess I’m not really a hunter” I thought dejectedly.

Just then a chipmunk scurried by. I made my move and trapped it under my paw.

“Ah ha! I am a hunter afterall!” I pick it up by the neck and carry it back to the old tom cat.

He simply shook his head, and the look on his face said “Better luck next time” as he walked away.

I couldn’t believe it, I felt so betrayed! My draw dropped in disbelief; and the chipmunk scurried away, thankful for another chance at life.

By this time it was getting late and I figured I’d better get home. I walked back to the porch and meow loudly hoping someone was home. It didn’t take long before the slider flew open and mom and dad came running out so happy to see me.

The hugged me and cooed at me (it was pathetic) but I was home.

From that point on I decided that that was enough!

Mom and dad carried me back in to the house and gave me canned cat food, and let me tell you it NEVER tasted so good. I played with my toys and then I jumped up on the bed and I slept the best, most peacful sleep; and I dreamt about chasing moths and flies.

No more nip for me!

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Why my cat might want to kill me (I am SO boring, annoying and down right neglectful)

Ok I don’t want to kill my human, can we just set that aside right from the get-go? (Us cats get such a bad rap) I do love them, they’re not bad staff and they can be pretty useful but….

Oh my goodness, humans make no sense, have you ever noticed?

They have their good points too, don’t get me wrong They provide food (when they’re home and I hound them, pardon the pun) they’re warm to sleep on (until they feel the need to use the human potty)

So let’s get serious shall we? Humans can be so boring! Either they want to sleep (ok that’s not so bad) or stare at boxes on their laps (computer), or boxes on a table (tv) that makes a lot of noise. Now, if it showed me some cat candy (birds, or squirrels) I might be able to see it’s use, but as it is, I just don’t see the point.

Does your human have annoying habits? Mine certianly do! I don’t know why but humans feel this need to touch, feel and rub cat pads, ears, and tail. Not my cup of tea, now don’t get me wrong my brother Momo (rest his soul) didn’t seem to care, but it’s certianly not for me!

Now can we talk about weird habits? The most obvious is the need to put cloth all over their bodies. Now, I suppose if I were born naked I might feel the need to cover up too but with a nice fur coat, I’m cozy all the time.

And what’s with soaking yourself down from head to toe? Again, a fur coat makes this pretty uncomfortable but for heaven sakes just give your self a good licking will surfice. Give it a try and you’ll see. Make sure to show off your flexiblity while you’re at it by cleaning your most private areas while company is around.

And they can be so neglectful, err forgetful. Are you’re humans like mind where you are constantly having to remind them of things; especiall food! Mine are so distracted all the time by the box on their lap, or the box on the table! I have to start remind them 2 hours ahead of dinner time because they get distracted far too easy. If I didn’t remind them early and often, boy I’d never get fed!

And what’s with taking off all the time? They tell me it’s to earn provision for me (I’m not so sure about that) They tell me they will be back in 2 hours, or 6 hours, which of course means nothing to me. It would be far more useful to measure time in nap length. You know cat nap, serious nap or sleeptime!

I could go on and on, and I probably should! But I think I’ll stop. I’ve aired my greviance. I just hope my humans are listening

Snickers Clark…

What do you do that your furrbaby finds really annoying?

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Rainbow Bridge Rememberance Day-August 28, 2019

Just this side of heaven is a sunny, green meadow with a multi-colored, prismatic bridge that leads to heaven. When our furrbabies pass away they cross the rainbow bridge from this world to the next.

Here, there is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and they are warm and comfortable; they are healthy, whole, and strong again, just as we remember them in times gone by. They are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.

Here, our furrbabies romp and play until their owner dies. When their human arrives at the meadow, the furrbaby stops playing, turns, sniffs at the air and looks into the distance where they see their beloved parent. They cross the bridge together into heaven.

The concept for the pet Rainbow Bridge may have been based on the Bifröst bridge of Norse Mythology. It was said to be a burning rainbow bridge that reaches between Midgard (Earth) and Asgard, the realm of the gods.

The first reference of the Rainbow Bridge can be found in the book Beautiful Joe’s Paradise by Margaret Marshall Saunders. Author Deborah Barnes started Rainbow Bridge Remembrance Day to give all pet-lovers a day to share memories of beloved pets that have crossed the Rainbow Bridge and are waiting for us there. 

So August 28th each year is designated as Rainbow Bridge Rememberance day. It is a day to remember and honor those furbabies that are no longer with us.

So how do you celebrate Rainbow Rememberance day? Here a few suggestions.

  • Change your profile picture to a favorite photo of your furaby on your Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, or Snapchat account, or use the official Rainbow Bridge Remembrance Day logo as your image to share the day with others.
  • Post a favorite memory, story, or your thoughts about your furbaby on your social media accounts and invite friends to add their memories. Change your profile picture to a favorite photo of your furaby on your Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, or Snapchat account, or use the official Rainbow Bridge Remembrance Day logo as your image to share the day with others.
  • Make a photo collage. Just through the process of gathering, selecting, and arranging photos into a collage, you’ll be able to relive so many moments of your furbaby’s life.
  • Make a shadowbox. Shadowboxes and shadowbox kits are readily available at most craft stores and online. You could include your furbaby’s favorite toy, favorite photos, or even his/her collar.

So this Aug 28th let’s all remember those precious lives that we shared. Remember the good times, share the stories; so that their memory stays alive.

What are your favorite memories of your furbaby?
Perhaps when they make you laugh? When they got themselves in trouble and need mom or dad to save them?
Comment below (As always please be kind)


There is a bridge connecting Heaven and Earth. 
It is called Rainbow Bridge because of its many splendid colors. 
Just this side of Rainbow Bridge there is a land of meadows, hills, 
and valleys with lush, green grass. 
When beloved pets die, they go to this place. 
There is always food and water and warm spring weather. 
The old and frail animals are young again. 
Those who are maimed are made whole again. 
They play all day with each other. 
There is only one thing missing. 
They are not with their special person who loved 
them on earth. 
So each day they run and play. 
Until the day comes when one suddenly stops playing and looks up! 

The nose twitches. 
The ears are up! 
The eyes are staring. 
And this one suddenly runs from the group. 
You have been seen! 
And when you and your special friend meet, 
you take him in your arms and embrace. 
Your face is kissed again and again and again, 
and you look once more more into the eyes of your trusting pet. 
Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together… 
Never again to be separated.

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You might be a crazy cat lady if…..

You’ve delayed going to the bathroom far too long to avoid disturbing a sleeping cat on your lap-I can’t tell you how many times I’ve nearly peed my pants to avoid disturbing a cat. Along the same vein, in our house a request to do something or get something for the other person is hard to refuse if there is a sleeping cat on your lap. The request is usually followed by the guilt trip laden sentence “You wouldn’t want me to disturb a cat would you?”

You’ve ever quickly gotten rid of someone because your cat doesn’t like him/her-This actually happened with a cat that is no longer with us. A guy came soliciting door-to-door and our cat at the time, Snickerdoodle, let out a low growl. I have no idea what she didn’t like, but my husband ended that discussion quickly and sent him on his way.

You have a spray bottle of cleaner and a roll of paper towels hidden in every room-I don’t care how many cats you have, barf happens and it pays to be prepared! Am I right or what?

You chat with your cat and expects he/she understands-Hey don’t knock it, I have discovered that cats understand far more than they let on, after all they study us ALL. THE. TIME! In addition, you tell your cat where you are going, why you are leaving and when you plan to return every time you leave the house.

You happily sleep in weird positions to accomodate the cat in the bed-I can’t even count the number of times I’ve slept on the wrong side of the bed or in a pretzel to accommodate my furry children. I have even half joked that we need a king size bed to accomodate 4 bodies, 2 human, 2 feline (hubby nixed that one right away)

You readily accept the fact that cat hair is an accessory– I mean let’s face it, clothes come out of the dryer already decorated with cat hair so why fight it, right?

You accomodate the cat while you work (or it stops all together)-You patiently work around your cat gently removing their paw from your key pad (for the 20th time) but you never ask them to move!

So now it’s time to let your inner crazy cat lady shine.

What makes you a crazy cat lady?
Comment below! (as always please keep it kind)

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Do you reap what you sew?

Would you condsider your furrbaby spoiled? Do you think your cat has cornered the market on his or her “Royal Highness-ness?” They are certianly skilled at reading us and manipulating us to their will, but they’ve had eons of practice. The art of the spoiled cat may well have begun in ancient Egypt, where cats were held in such high regard that they were worshipped!

Despite joking that our cat will never go out and “terrible members of society” if we spoiled them a little; we do, as a consequence, have to put up with their bad behavior.

Our cat Momo was a perfect example of this; he was spoiled rotten. He was more demanding than our other cat; but now are we reaping what we have sewn since he taught all his tricks to his brother?

Momo more often than not got what he wanted, and if he didn’t he pretty much beged/pleaded/pawed and harrassed you until you caved. Maybe 1/3 of the time I put my foot down and told him no, and then one might have gotten this look…

“What do you mean “no”?”

Talk about the ultimate guilt trip!

He EXPECTED that he WOULD get what he wanted otherwise he might have resorted to a nip as the ultimate convincer.

I thought he was the ultimate spoiled child until a quick hunt on the internet put my spoiling skills to shame. If Momo only knew what else was available to him!

Are there some “good” ways to spoil your cat?
Well yes actually there are:
1. Caring for your kitty in way that allows bonding time between the two of you.
This of course depends on the cat and the mood of said cat on any one day, but playtime and brushing gives you together and bonding time

2. Treats (in moderation of course)
Who doesn’t love to give your cats treats. You may have to try out some different kinds and flavors to find out what your cat prefers (they can be a bit picky).
*Caution* Make sure to dole out in moderation; cats can be “loved” too much by giving them too much human food or treats which can lead to obesity which is far more harmful than loving.
Also cat grass is a great way to spoil your furbaby, just make sure to water often
(I could never keep it alive very long)

3. Cardboard boxes. Don’t be so quick to toss that cardboard box, there is no limit to how they can be used. Open up the bottom of the boxes and connect them together to make a tunnel or castle which can lead to wonderfully with interactive play; or cut a small hole in the bottom of the box and kitty can view or swat the passing ankle. Cardboard could be the all-time bargain cat toy.

4. Give your kitty an outdoor viewing experience. Perhaps there is there a window where you could make a formal or makeshift perch for a kitty? You can go the deluxe cat tree route or simply reserving part of a desk or other furniture near a window for your kitty’s outdoor gazing pleasure. Placing a bird feeder or bird bath near the window gives the birds tasty, nutritious food and water and your cat will have free entertainment!

There you have it 4 ways to spoil your kitty (in good ways)
So go ahead as spoil your cat (just don’t be suprised when they come to expect the royal treatment)

So how do you spoil your kitty?
Do you think your cat has the corner market on being spoiled?
Comment below (please keep it nice)

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The long way home

Momo has always loved car rides, and I have no idea where this love came from.

We were looking to adopt a purebred Siamese cat and found one in foster care in Madison, Wisconsin; we lived just west of Grand Rapids, Mi about a 6 hour drive. When we were ready to load Momo up, my husband held the carrier up to Mo’s level, pointed to Momo, pointed to the carrier, and I swear the look on Momo’s face was “Anything has got to be better than this place” and he willingly walked into the carrier and in to our lives. Ever since he has loved car rides. He barely made a peep the 6 hour drive back to Michigan.

Sometimes, at home, he would seemed to get cabin fever that was always resolved by taking him for a car ride to, well, anywhere or nowhere he really didn’t care!

Even after he lost his sight, he still loved car rides. I don’t know if it is the hum of the engine or the noise of the wheels gliding across the asphalt, he just loved to go.
He would sit in his carrier double tucked just enjoying the day and the time away from home.

I think perhaps his favorite time was when we were going into Grand Rapids so he could get chemo therapy for his cancer. It was a 45 min drive each way, and summer construction often made it longer. He seemed to just relish the fact that he got to be in the car a long, long time and he wanted to soak in every moment.

Now after months of going back and fourth we headed to the vet one last time; this will be Momo’s last ride; he is headed for the rainbow bridge.

I hope in heaven they have endless car rides because I know he would love that. Perhaps he could teach his sister, who is already there, to love them too.

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Oh, to be owned by a Siamese- 5 truths

I have on more than one occassion have told someone that I have a Siamese cat and their reaction is something along the lines of “oh, aren’t they mean?”

I really wonder where this comes from since we have had 2 Siamese, one female and one male, and neither have been mean.

So here are 5 suprising facts about the Siamese breed.

They are extremely vocal.
Both our Siamese were very loud and very vocal. It was a source of frustration sometimes when they won’t stop!! My husband and I often will joke that “You will get their opinion whether you wanted it or not”. I have also on more than one occasion been on the phone with someone that doesn’t know I don’t have children and the cat is yelling in the background. The person on the other end says something to the effect of “Oh, is that your baby!?”
“No, that’s my cat”


Siamese kittens are born with completely white fur.
We got Snickerdoodle when she was 6 months old, and at the time her points had developed and her mask was partial, but her body was pretty much still all white. In time her mask came in the rest of the way and her body became a beautiful coffee color.
Siamese point markings come in four colors; seal, chocolate, blue, and lilac. The gene which determines their coloring is heat sensitive, so the colors only develop on the cooler areas of their bodies. The heat sensitive gene also limits the amount of pigment in their eyes, and that’s why they have their very distinctive blue eye color.

Siamese cats own their people. Their people do not own them.
Oh my goodness yes! Hence the saying ‘Dogs have owners, cats have staff’ Both our Siamese have claimed my husband I have no idea why. It wasn’t until we got Snickers (our tabby) that I finally had a cat claim me.
A Siamese will decide for itself who it will own. They can be very picky about who they choose and it’s not always the person who adopted them in the first place. They can remain affectionate with all family members (Momo and I had our mommie/son time), but will select a person who will be their closest companion. Once they choose a companion they are very loyal.

Siamese can be trained because they are highly intelligent.
It’s very common for Siamese to be trained. They can learn tricks, fetch and retrieve items (Snickerdoodle loved milk rings). We also started her on harness and lead training as soon as we got her so she would willingly walk on a leash. Some have gone so far as to describe the Siamese as like a dog, but “without all of the work”.
Snickerdoodle was as smart as they come. She figured out how to manipulate her parents and you could always tell when the little wheels in her head were turning trying to figure out which action would get herself in to the most trouble (usually when she was bored).
We got Momo when he was a little older so he didn’t have the advantage of training at a very young age, and he’s also more drama than intellegence. That being said he also has figured out how to manipulate his parents and has sufficiently taught it to his brother to do the same. (No we didn’t have both Siamese at the same time)

There you have it, 5 interesting facts about Siamese. Which suprised you the most? Was there anything you hadn’t heard before? Comment below!

CREDIT: I borrowed much of the information from:

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Who is Smarter?

The age old question who is smarter cats or dogs?

I know, I know I am treading on some dangerous territory here. Dog owners would say “Isn’t it obviouse dogs are smarter!” and Cat owners would say “It is cats, of course!”

From mere observation, it may be difficult to tell because dogs are people pleasers. All they want out of life is to be your BFF. Cats, on the other hand, can range from craving attention, begging for it even (depending on the cat) to being aloof. So on the surface the comparision may seem like apples and oranges.

Well suprisingly dogs come out on top for intellegence (sorry cats) and here’s why. Neurons, the basic information processing units and cerebral cortex of the brain (the crinkly outer layer), were studied in both cats and dogs because this area puts stimuli together to drive decision making and problem solving.

Suprisingly dogs had twice as many neurons as cats!

But are neurons the only way to measure intellegence? hmm a bit tough to say.

Researchers have found that dogs have the intellegence of a human 2 year old. They are capable of understanding up to 250 words and gestures, can count up to five and can perform simple mathematical calculations. They also have advanced memory skills, are able to read and react appropriately to human body language such as gesturing and pointing, understand human voice commands and can act in deceiption. They can also be trained to do all sorts of tricks and tasks.

Not bad, cats what do you bring to the table?

It turns out that cats have a brain structure that’s similar to other intelligent animals, including humans. It may come as a surprise to learn that your little cat’s brain structure is about 90 percent similar to yours!

And according to Psychology Today, a cat’s cerebral cortex – where rational decision making and complex problem solving takes place – has around 300 million neurons. The cerebral cortex is involved in the planning of action, overall interpretation of language and is also responsible for storing both short- and long-term memory, which is why your cat gives you the stink eye when you pull out your suitcase. Your cat also tends to learn best by doing. Not only that, but cats also possess more nerve cells in the visual areas of their brain than humans and most other mammals.

Needless to say both bring some very valuable skills! .

I think that both are intellegent…. at being their species. Like I said dogs greatest desire in life is to be your BFF! They want to please you, help you and be man’s best friend. Needless to say that is NOT the end goal of a cat.

Cats on the other-hand seem more content with companionship. “I’m here for you” would be their motto and are content to just be there, in whatever shape or fashion that might present itself. Whether it is laying across your lap, or sleeping near you their end game is different than a dog’s.

That being said, don’t count cats out; they are no dummies! (Except perhaps my cat Tinkerbelle, but I digress)
Cats are actually pretty good problem solvers if they want it badly enough.

Also one cat can learn from other cats in the household. (Not just kittens learning from mom)
I met our cat Snickers when he was living with a client of mine and, when she could no longer care for him, I asked if I could adopt him. It worked out well since he already had known me for about a year.
Our other cat Momo on the other hand at first was not too keen on no longer being an only child and getting 100% of the attention, but once they became friends, Momo taught Snickers several things (And not neccessarily thing we wanted him to learn)

  1. Most human food is delicious. (He wasn’t and still isn’t a big people food eating cat but he now likes to sample)
  2. Laps are warm and cuddly (He was’t really a lap cat either but by Momo’s example he found the joy of a nice lap)
  3. If you harrass mom or dad long enough they will eventually cave and give you what you want. (Snickers is no longer a ‘quiet’ cat; he is more than willing to tell you (or demand) what he wants, certianly a Siamese trait!)

There you have it! Dogs definately have their strengths in intellegence but so do cats. So what does your cat do that makes them intellegent? Do they have a special skill or trick or just a funny way of doing something?
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Oh Kitty Kick Sticks I love thee, let me count the ways..

First of all this is not a paid endorsement, my cats have the funniest reactions to them, so I thought I’d blog about it.

What is a Kitty Kick Stick?

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What are Kitty Kick Sticks?

Kitty Kick Sticks are a great healthy kitty toy that is a treat for the senses. They are individually handmade in the USA with soft cotton fabric and 100% organic catnip inside. I know right?!
They also come in a variety of sizes and fabrics

Sounds great! Where can I buy them?

It has been a while since I bought the ones for our cats, but I found them on Etsy and Amazon. (links at the end)

What does your cat do with a Kitty Kick Stick?

My cat looks like he’s loving it to death (literally!)
He loves it with a bite, a chew, a gnaw, a few really good hind feet kicks, and a face rub for good measure. He’s not much of a player, and when he does it is about as lazy as possible, but the Kick Sticks he will play with for quite a while; it is his favorite toy.

My other cat likes to pick it up and carry it around like a prized possession hollering so everyone in the area knows what he found, and it is very hard to take it away when it’s time to put it up for a while.

So there you have it!

I hope you’ll check them out, my cats love ’em!