New Cat (Not)
Jul. 10th, 2020 11:51 am Mr Oswald has never been an only cat. He arrived in a pair with Mr Socks to keep Little company. When he ended up an only cat, he wilted. He was lonely, sad, and, for a while, left alone a good part of the day. We got Mia and for three years they kept one another company, at a respectful distance.
With Mia gone, he's lonely again.
Or he was. Mr Oswald may be the being that most loves the pandemic. He's not alone or lonely anymore: his people are stuck at home and can substitute for the missing feline companion. But, come September LL is due back at uni in person, I could be working at my employer's premises right now (were it not for being ill, again), and even M may return to ARM.
So we're trying to adopt a new cat. We held off at the beginning of the year as it seemed unfair to get a new pet and then go away on holiday (remember them?!) at Easter. Then we waited whilst the Blue Cross weren't offering any pets up for adoption (and rightly so). Now there are cats coming up, not many, and not many fit our requirements (indoor, lives with other cats) let alone our preferences (elderly, problematic).
Yesterday, a cat came up via M's work. stray/feral just had kittens (the kittens were bagged pretty much instantly). She looked very pretty (tortie-and white) and I... very firmly said no. We knew we'd be taking on a cat that needed vaccinations and neutering, but when have vets' bills deterred us? But, we'd presumably also need to test for FIV. We don't have a house where we can keep two cats separate long term, and if she'd turned out positive we'd be risking the health of a 17-year old with arthritis and kidney disease.
I'm sure someone else, without another cat to worry about, has taken her. But, yes, I feel sad. She was very cute.
With Mia gone, he's lonely again.
Or he was. Mr Oswald may be the being that most loves the pandemic. He's not alone or lonely anymore: his people are stuck at home and can substitute for the missing feline companion. But, come September LL is due back at uni in person, I could be working at my employer's premises right now (were it not for being ill, again), and even M may return to ARM.
So we're trying to adopt a new cat. We held off at the beginning of the year as it seemed unfair to get a new pet and then go away on holiday (remember them?!) at Easter. Then we waited whilst the Blue Cross weren't offering any pets up for adoption (and rightly so). Now there are cats coming up, not many, and not many fit our requirements (indoor, lives with other cats) let alone our preferences (elderly, problematic).
Yesterday, a cat came up via M's work. stray/feral just had kittens (the kittens were bagged pretty much instantly). She looked very pretty (tortie-and white) and I... very firmly said no. We knew we'd be taking on a cat that needed vaccinations and neutering, but when have vets' bills deterred us? But, we'd presumably also need to test for FIV. We don't have a house where we can keep two cats separate long term, and if she'd turned out positive we'd be risking the health of a 17-year old with arthritis and kidney disease.
I'm sure someone else, without another cat to worry about, has taken her. But, yes, I feel sad. She was very cute.
He's got arthritis in his spine (probably everywhere, since that's what cats do). So Metacam, so long as it doesn't make his kidney disease worse. And we've been dealing with the dodgy kidneys pretty much since we got him ten years ago, so apart from regular blood tests he'll need there's not much more to do.
There's been an almost instant pickup in his ease of moving--and he washed his bum! Hooray!
There's been an almost instant pickup in his ease of moving--and he washed his bum! Hooray!
dediCATion
May. 27th, 2020 12:44 pmMr Oswald has finally decided to join me at my desk:
( Cut for cat pix )
( Cut for cat pix )
Mia, the third
Mar. 7th, 2017 10:47 amOur Mia's a cllimber, we find,
And a hider--both in and behind--
And she's eating her grub
Giving fingers a rub
And waiting to be unconfined.
And, meanwhile...
Outside on the landing is Ozzie
Who' lurking and listening, because he
Would woo her with flowers
And serenades for hours
And wants a sweet end to this story.
And a hider--both in and behind--
And she's eating her grub
Giving fingers a rub
And waiting to be unconfined.
And, meanwhile...
Outside on the landing is Ozzie
Who' lurking and listening, because he
Would woo her with flowers
And serenades for hours
And wants a sweet end to this story.
New Cat Mia
Feb. 26th, 2017 02:50 pmWe've been debating the notion of a new cat for a bit (well, pretty much since Mr Socks died). We've got the stove done: we didn't want to get a new cat and settle it in by having strangers ripping bits of its new home out and bringing new bits in. Too disruptive!
Mr Oswald is so very lonely. I'm not a great substitute cat. I try. We do the sniffing noses and Flehmening; we sleep with one another; we chatter and grunt and do all the other cat noises. But I draw the line at sniffing bottoms and cleaning one another.
So we've been regularly checking the Blue Cross website and when we found Mia this week we thought we'd go and visit. She's tiny and shy and didn't come out to see us, but we think she's lovely--and won't threaten Oz. Were it not for a check up with the vet due this week, we'd've had her home withon the day. It'll be Friday instead.
Mr Oswald is so very lonely. I'm not a great substitute cat. I try. We do the sniffing noses and Flehmening; we sleep with one another; we chatter and grunt and do all the other cat noises. But I draw the line at sniffing bottoms and cleaning one another.
So we've been regularly checking the Blue Cross website and when we found Mia this week we thought we'd go and visit. She's tiny and shy and didn't come out to see us, but we think she's lovely--and won't threaten Oz. Were it not for a check up with the vet due this week, we'd've had her home withon the day. It'll be Friday instead.
There's no accounting for cats
Jul. 29th, 2015 03:10 pmMr Socks has spent the last few weeks looking up longingly at my lap, which was almost inevitably occupied by Little. I've made sure he's got his share of my attention, when Little decamped to M or Looby Loo.
Now, of course, he's avoiding me and Mr Oswald--the non-lap cat--has happily curled up on me.
Now, of course, he's avoiding me and Mr Oswald--the non-lap cat--has happily curled up on me.
