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Our Cat Jack

January 6th marks one year since I lost my beloved cat, Mr. Kitty to Chronic Renal Failure (CRF).  Mr. Kitty (whose other names included: Kitty Poo, Kitty-fish, Kitty-bird, K-licious, Kitty Cup  and Kitty Boy Floyd) was my best friend and constant companion for nearly two decades. He stuck with me through my often wild twenties and several moves from one Hollywood apartment to another (not to mention some rather strange roommates!)  He slept on my lap on two separate round trip flights from Los Angeles to Miami when I went home for Christmas. He loved everyone - people and animals alike. No matter who walked through the door, Mr. Kitty would plop down on their lap and begin purring loudly. When Mr. Kitty was two years old, my fiance and I moved in together and he decided to get a pit-bull puppy. This of course, worried me a great deal and I wasn't sure if my cat would be safe or if the two would get along. Nothing phased my big, fluffy, tan and white tabby - he took everything in stride - and over the next sixteen years, they were inseparable.

When Mr. Kitty was diagnosed with CRF in December 2010 - I was confused - I knew very little about the condition or what to expect. Sadly, in spite of a week long stay at the vet's office, a blood transfusion, pills, meds, Sub-Q fluids, a lot of prayers (and money) - Mr. Kitty, who had put up a brave fight, was losing his battle with CRF.  My once plump 22 lb cat, was now only 8 lbs and barely clinging to life. Taking him to the vet that dreaded morning was one of the most heartbreaking moments of my life. Saying goodbye to my sweet boy was more difficult than I could ever have imagined. The grief was intense and seemed never-ending. I sobbed uncontrollably every waking moment and when I slept, he filled my dreams.

People handle the loss of a favorite pet in different ways. Some, unable to bear the thought of losing another one, choose not to adopt another animal. Others need a certain amount of time between pets. I, on the other hand, felt that welcoming a new cat or kitten into our home was the only way out of the dark pit of anguish in which I was drowning. So, while still deeply mourning the loss of my dearest friend, I began my search. I went online, combed newspaper ads, went to pet adoption events and called several local rescues in an effort to find "the right one". The problem is that I had my heart set on a kitten. This wouldn't have been an issue, except that it was the middle of January - a time when kittens are not exactly abundant. I was up early every morning, to look on Craig's List and Pet Finder but there were very few kittens available.  I would call to inquire about a kitten and find out that it had already been adopted. As each day passed, I was becoming discouraged and feeling even more depressed without Mr. Kitty. I missed him so much and losing him had left such a void in my life. Then one evening, I decided to check Craig's List one more time before going to bed - and there it was - an ad for two 2 year old male Ragdoll cats who needed a home. ( I had always wanted a Ragdoll but felt that purchasing animals from a breeder was somehow wrong when there are so many animals in shelters.) But here were two that could soon become homeless and my chance to save one.

There was a picture of both - one seal point and one blue bi-color - both were beautiful but I knew in an instant which cat was "the one". I sent an email to the owner. expressing my interest in adopting one of the cats. I was so excited, it was hard to sleep that night - I was awakened by a phone call early the next morning from the owner of the cats. She explained that they had belonged to her mother who had recently passed away.  I told her that I had fallen in love with the blue bi-color in the photo. We spoke briefly and afterward she told me that there had been replies from several other people but that she knew in her heart that I was "the right one".  And it was a good thing I didn't choose the seal point, as she had decided to keep him.

The following day, I made the one hour drive to Seal Beach to meet my new cat and take him home. His name was Jack - and I decided not to change it. The first thing I noticed about him was the size of his head! It was huge - with  a broad pink nose and eyes like sapphires. He was gorgeous - 26 lbs of silky blue-gray and white fur and giant paws.  It has been one year since Jack came to live with us and we love him more each day! He is sweet, gentle and very well behaved - He brings us so much joy with his funny little quirks. He is an absolute delight. We recently adopted a new kitten and we weren't sure how Jack would react.  It is normal for the bigger and/or older cat to be a little aggressive to establish himself as the alpha - but instead Jack took the little guy under his wing.  Cuddled up together, Jack will lick the kitten's face until he falls asleep and during the day, they wrestle and play, chasing each other back and forth.

No one will ever replace Mr. Kitty - he was one of a kind and when he died - a part of me died along with him. But I am so grateful to Jack for giving me a reason to smile again.

 

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Painting a Day, Cat Art, Butterfly Garden Cat 6

 Cat Art. Painting a Day, Day 18 in my series.

Cat watching a Butterfly flutter by. And the Cat says..."How can I catch it? A Trophy for my Humans? Not much meat on it."

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Meet Hogwild the Pet Pig

That little girl was a cull piglet from a large facility. She was given to me the day she was to be culled…She was a runt, pretty beat up and had pnemonia. We almost lost her twice. She was so loveable when she was little and was raised with a new liter of puppies we had. She still thinks she’s a dog. She’d cuddle up with the mother and sleep with the pups. She used to jump right into my lap.
One night a couple weeks after we’d gotten her pnemonia came back. My husband was trying to prepare me that she wouldn’t be around in the morning. Well my husband admits to this now, but he said a prayer and asked the big guy if he spared her, we’d never butcher her….
Well she was still around in the morning, and by afternoon, her old self. 6 months later, she is my best pal. She walks with me every day, jumps trees, barks, and chases cars. She’s 200 pounds. She is so funny and loveable she has visitors in the barn to see her all the time
No matter where we are, if a yell “hogwild” she’ll run like crazy back to her barn. She is hilarious when she runs and remarkably fast
She big enough to breed, so hopefully ( i’m new at this) we can get her bred soon and she’ll have her own piglets in late spring!

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The Duck Lover

Are you a Duck lover? Had any Duck encounters? I'd love to hear about it! Post here...

 

I know of few people who don't like to see a mother duck and her brood. There's something sweet about the protective mother chaperoning her chicks through a field, in a stream, even in a city. I had the opportunity to watch this little family happily swimming about.

 

I created this watercolor painting of a Duck in flight. 

Bobcat in my Backyard

We have spotted him several times this past summer, and he has been after the chickens finally got a picture of him Thurs night on our deer cam lol oh the country life lol.  

The bobcat is a medium-sized, reddish brown cat about the
size of a chow dog. Length of the adult is about 3 feet, 6 inches.
Weight is 12 to 20 pounds, occasionally up to 36 pounds in old,
fat males. Bobcats are highly adaptable felines and throughout
most of their range in Texas have shown a marked ability to
cope with the inroads of human settlement.
The bobcat’s food consists mainly of small mammals and
birds. Among the mammals found in bobcat stomachs, wood
rats, ground squirrels, mice and rabbits supply the bulk of the
diet. Occasionally deer are killed and eaten, but most of the
deer meat found in bobcat stomachs has been carrion. The
bobcat also preys upon domestic sheep, goats and poultry. The
predatory damage is not great, except in rare instances.
The bobcat is the only native Texas cat which is
important as a fur animal.

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Crimson Mutt Pet Story

The story of Copper can not be told without the story of his Princess Shelby.
It all came about through an arranged Marriage. We had purchased our most special girl Shelby in May of 2003.
It was too hot in Arizona for the animals to fly in by plane, so we had her sent to California where we could take a plane and rent a car to bring her back to our house in Arizona.
    Shelby was the most Beautiful, Lovable, Well Mannered Newfoundland puppy you could ever meet.
She of course for her actions got nothing but the best. The best Dog Food, Treats and Toys. Toys so many you could have made a vehicle payment with the amount we spent on her.  We loved Shelby so much that her bed was a King Sized Feather Blanket. She would circle and pull it in just the right way and sleep and sleep and snore!
    Shelby went just about everywhere with us, weather permitting. My son would play wrestle with her and chase each other around the house. They were both about the same size. Shelby would take his hand in her mouth and lead him around. Boy how he would laugh. They would dance together, play and sleep together, on the blanket or on the couch it made no difference.

    Now myself being such a lover of puppies got the best idea ever. Let's get a boy!!

   We made the call to find the right one that was compatible well papered and was BLACK.  Copper was who our lady suggested and he was Bronze, 4 months old and could be flown to Arizona at that time of year.  O K !! I sent the money and we made the plans for an evening flight and in came Copper. As pretty as a shiny penney.

   We picked him up and brought him home and ......He was Scared and Shy and was not at all House Trained.

   The work that we put into him!! Well of course we loved Copper. He was special, He was ours!!!

  We came home one afternoon to snow in our back yard!! Pushing 100 degrees that would have been better than Shelby's most beloved King Sized Feather Blanket!!!!  Copper looked GUILTY!!!

   We waited 2 years to breed them, made sure they were of breeding quality (HIPS, Heart, Etc...). Keeping the two of them apart was at times heartbreaking. They would howl and cry. They had such a Love for each other, inseparable. The first litter finally arrived with 11 puppies!!! Copper stayed close by in case he was needed. As it turned out they all came out BLACK with a little white on each of their chest. 1 1/4 pounds to 1 1/2 pounds each. It was a 14 hour Delivery.

   We did not breed Copper and Shelby too much as we just owned expensive pets.  Four litters was wonderful each with there own story.

   The best story that I can remember is when our neighborhood was having some kind of a problem. The Cops were everywhere and
the Helicopter was searching. It was about 2:30 in the morning. Our dogs were going crazy!!!! Jumping up against the 6 foot wood fence.
They were trying to get after something!! Then we saw the cops running with their guns in hand. I told one of them that there was someone in the neighbors back yard. The Cop went around to see and then all of the sudden some guy was going to climb the fence into our yard. Copper and Shelby just were not going to let that happen without someone getting hurt!  The guy took one look at what he was up against and put his hands in the air and gave himself up to the Police.

Today we live in New Mexico and our Little Village is very quiet!!! Shelby and Copper are still inseparable. She washes his face and they sleep together in the same dog house. I do not know how he puts up with her SNORING, you can hear it all through the house at night.
They are almost 8 years old now and they haven't had any children since they last batch almost killed Shelby a couple of years ago.
The Little Black Newfoundland is a Picture of the one we had to Bottle Feed. We named him SEVEN because of the white 7 on his chest.

I still cook for them  and make them special dog treats. I worry about the time I have left with them. But I worry more about what will happen when there is only one left. I don't know who will be the most heart broke.

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Rescued Cat here is SOPHIE’S STORY

At a garage sale in a box meowing, came the call.  First it was ignored and later acknowledged.  One look into her eyes and I just melted. That is how I felt when I saw this sweet God-Created creature in a box bigger than what she could climb out of.  But I was afraid to take her, as nine months before, I lost my beautiful “Paulie Paw-Paw” cat that occupied my time and attention and I didn’t want another cat.  He died on my deck resting in the sun by two roaming Pit-Bull mixture dogs, as I tried to help him and couldn’t for fear of being attacked myself.  So the guilt lay for me and I was not in the mental state for any other animal, as his memory still lingered painfully in my mind.

Then these sweet children showed up with a surprise; in the knowing of my horrific loss of my Paulie, and seeing my compassion for this precious kitty that I had so much admired in the large box where all you could see were her big yellow-golden eyes.  “She is for you,” the small boy said.  “No one wanted her at the garage sale, and they were going to throw her away since you didn’t take her.”  I trembled at that wicked thought of disposing an animal just because no one wanted it, and it was too much trouble for them to keep.

She was so tiny.  I guessed her age at 5 weeks, weighing less than 2 pounds.  I picked her up and felt every little bone in her frail and undernourished body.  She meowed and snuggled under my armpit for warmth and fell asleep in the comfort of being held.  So I rescued her from her garage sale box dilemma and thanked the children for bringing her to me.  The children asked if they could return to see her, as they too, felt it wrong how she had been treated.  I praised them for their concern and told them that they were welcomed anytime to visit her.

Sophie is her name.  She came to me from an uncaring situation, only wanting to be needed and cared for and loved.  She had horrible ear mites and fleas, but nothing serious.  She got her yearly exam and is having the time of her life in pursuing every nook and cranny.  She’s grown into a very smart and beautiful cat.  She enjoys her toys and especially her catnip.  She has a playmate now and they are the best of friends, McIntosh is his name.  His situation was nothing like hers and the both of them together can really bring a strange thing to ones face, it’s called a “SMILE.”  I love my Sophie!

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Cat Art, Cat Art Print, Whimsical Cat Art, Cats, Art Prints by Wanda Edwards - Shop Canvas and Framed Wall Art Prints at Imagekind.com

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Photograph of the Day, Deer

 

div> This Photograph of the Day is of a Deer Deer couple; a Buck and his Doe sharing Supper.