She Pushed Me Over My Threshhold!

Yesterday I did an unplanned home repair project and as it was unplanned I did not get before photos. When we first moved in to our mobile home the small middle bedroom’s carpet was starting to fray. There was no threshold between it and the hallway carpet. Over the years it has frayed more.

This was my son’s room when we first moved in. I imagine that his kitty Feisty clawed it when she got shut in there sometimes.

Milly the Shed cat also stayed in it during cold winter spells, so she took her turn at the carpet.

I myself have sucked up some of the stray strands in the vacuum ripping it more.

Well now Little Kitty stays in it. She is small enough to fit under the gap of the door. Why do they do that in mobile homes, leave a three-inch gap? Maybe so the flames move faster when they catch on fire. Any way David and I cut and screwed a piece of paneling to the back of the door to stop her from escaping in the night causing havoc. We only did this after about 3 months of her pulling the towels out-of-the-way that we had placed to block the gap. Ok good now she will quit messing with the carpet, Nope!

So yesterday after my son said that we should put a board across the frayed carpet like a threshold I got right on it.

I found the piece of scrap paneling that we had left over from the back of the door. I measured out each piece. I began cutting the first piece with the jigsaw. David came in and helped finish cutting it. I make him nervous when I do things that involve using tools. I think it might have something to do with the time I beat a book shelf with a hammer.

I was going to use the staple gun but the staples were not long enough to go through all the materials. So my son found the little nails and a hammer for me. I then nailed them in place. David helped nail one piece that was really close to the wall.

Here is the finished project, Little Kitty approves.

 

Sully Saturdays # 15: The Weather and Little Sisters Both are Unpredictable

 

The weather has been nice and the snow has all melted, so Mom has been able to take me outside. I was so ready when she asked if I wanted to go outside. I didn’t even want to wait to put my harness and leash on. Well actually it was Milly’s Pink leash. I broke the clip on my leash last year. Mom is still looking for a new clip. Once Mom had me all harnessed and leashed she opened the door. I made my way down the steps, dragging Mom behind me. She clipped me to the step rail and went about doing her stuff outside.

It is too early yet for any reasonable amount of catnip to be by the steps. So I had to be happy with just smelling and rubbing on last year’s dry stalks. When Mom was done doing her stuff, she unclipped me to take me for my walk around the house. I have not been for a walk all winter, so it was new to me again. When we approached the corner of the house that took us into the backyard, I stopped dead in my tracks and fluffed up my tail. Something in the backyard made me nervous and a bit scared. There was nothing Mom could see, so maybe I hear or smell something that she can’t. Mom gently coaxed me forward so I ran through the backyard. I was fine when we reached the end of the house. I continued on to the front yard at a happy little trot to the front deck, up the steps, and waited for Mom to open the door to go back in. As a treat for doing well on my walk, Mom found a small patch of green catnip and brought some in to me. I LOVE IT! I can’t wait for my patch by the steps to take off!

As you know I got a new little sister back in November. Her name is Little Kitty and she gets to stay in the house. My other sister Milly is the shed cat. Here I am with Milly during one of her house stays this winter. She was in a good mood that day and let me snuggle, cuddle, and give her kisses.

Any way Little Kitty and I are getting along for the most part. Mom will let her out after I have had my breakfast which can be any time between 4 am and 6 am, I am not always the reason Mom gets up at 4 AM. Sometimes she just can’t sleep any more and decides to get up on her own. Most days I get her up at 5:30 ish.

Little Kitty has to stay in her bedroom at night because she is still learning the house rules. She is still too hyper to be left to her own devices. She likes to get into the trash for one and she gets on the counters to lick the grease out of the pans that were used to cook supper, if Mom leaves them to wash until morning.

When she comes out of her room, she will run up to me for snuggles and kisses.

 

She is all sweet and nice for a little while then BAM! She is running up and down the house, jumping off of everything. She will run through the house, jump onto the cat tower, then leap off of it with such force she knocks it over or sometimes she pounces off it on to my head as I walk by it.

This action then takes us into the living room where the wrestling matches begin.

Naturally when she pounces on me I have to shove her off, hold her down, and give her some bites.

All the while she is kicking me in the chin and chest with her back feet.

It is no wonder my chin is all scabbed up.

 

All this rough housing with Little Kitty all winter has

helped me loose some of my extra weight.

Mom says she can actually see my hips again and my stomach doesn’t stick out

the sides as much when I lay in the loaf position.

This is the most recent photo of me.

 

Eventually I start to get tired after about an hour of this very physical play. It is time for me to take my morning nap, which usually last until lunch time. Little Kitty will go off keeping herself busy or Mom will keep her entertained for a while. She must get bored with that and Mom because around 10 AM she thinks I have rested enough and tries to get me to play again. She will come over to the big living room chair and paw at my head between the bars or jump up beside me paw me and jump back down expecting me to chase her. Well I am getting on in years and I need my full morning nap. So I will paw her on the head, she thinks she has gotten me to join her in play. So I then paw at her and hiss at her a bit. SHE DONT’ GET IT! Her cat mom must have never have yelled or hissed at her to teach her that this is a warning noise that means back off! She just keeps coming. I will try running away from her while hissing she thinks I am still trying to play and chases after me. Mom will hear me hissing, she will call me a grumpy old kitty, then she opens her bedroom door to let me in, she closes it again so Little Kitty can’t follow me in. Ahh, now I can finish my nap in peace. She knows that I have had enough of my little sister’s rambunctious, unpredictable ways!

Learning with Little Kitty #2: Healthy, Happy, and Home

 

Hi,  You All! It’s me Little Kitty!

I have been with my family now for 4 months as of today! I guess that makes me about 6 months old now too. I have grown alot and I am feeling great. I am all healed up, well except for the new ouchies I get playing with Sully. They are no big deal not like the ones I had when I got here. They are just some little scratches on my chin and forehead once in awhile. I have grown taller, Dad says I am going to be one of those tall slender cats. Mom weighed me on the bathroom scale holding me while she stood on it. I made Mom gain 6 pounds! I have come a long way from that bony, sickly, scabbed up, screaming kitty in The Driveway!

I have been trying to learn all kinds of things.

I have learrned my favorite toy is a pair of shoe laces that Mom tied together. I call it my string. Mom will drag it around on the floor for me to chase. I catch it with my paws. I can also catch it in my mouth. If Mom gets to busy or forgets my string in my bedroom, I will carry it out in my mouth, dragging it behind me. I like to bring it in the kitchen to pounce on it or paw at it under the chairs.

Here are a few photos and a short video of me playing with, and pouncing on, my string.

Mom thinks I am so cute when I drag it around in my mouth.

 

I am having a hard time learning what things it is ok for me to climb around on.

I can sit on the chest freezer to look out the window.

I can sit on the seat of the chairs but I can’t sit on the backs to sharpen my claws.

I can sit on the couch. I also can sit on the cat tower, it is ok to sharpen my claws on it.

I can’t get on the counters to lick the grease out of the pans that were used to cook supper in. I have not decided which is my favorite yet, bacon, hamburger, or chicken grease. Lately though Mom has been making sure to wash the pans before she goes to bed that night instead of waiting until the next morning. This is what lead me to learn that I am a kitchen sink cat. I sit it in now, when I can’t find some pans to lick. I don’t know why, I just like to sit in it to think or stare off at far away places.

I have learned that some of these things are considered being naughty. They will get me squirted  with the spray bottle.  I have learned to run from the spray bottle. Mom doesn’t even have to spray me now. I have also learned I have a nickname for when I am being naughty. Mom calls me Little Stink, but it is still said with a laughing  affection in her voice.

I am pretty good at parkour.( wikipedia link for those not in the know 🙂 ) I can run across the freezer, jump from one kitchen chair to the other. Sometimes I will run through the kitchen, jump onto the cat tower, leap off of it, knocking it over. It makes a cool thump noise which scares Mom. I continue running into the living room jump from the big chair to the couch, then run to the other end of the house, just to do it all again. Mom says I am doing laps.

I will somtimes jump off the cat tower onto my brother, Sully’s head as he walks by. This is the start of some great wrestling matches. He will eventually hold me down to give me a few bites, but I get my kicks in. He will wrestle and play for a while then he likes to lie in the big chair to rest. I will go do other stuff for a bit, then I get bored and want to play with him again. So I will go over to the big chair and paw at him around the arms. He wakes up and paws at me and makes this really strange noise. I think he likes me pawing him this must be his way of saying to keep pawing my head. I keep at it, but then he gets up and runs away. I give chase the whole time he is running and making that noise. Mom will say he is being grumpy and having a hissy fit. She aids in his escape from me by letting him in her bedroom and closing the door so I can’t keep pawing his head or attacking his tail. I really like to get his tail.

Oh well, I guess I will go do something else until he decides to come back out to play again.

Now where is my string!

See you all later and keep on learning!

Little Kitty

Learning Life’s Lessons with Little Kitty # 1

The Driveway

Hi, my name is Little Kitty. I am about 4 months old. I have a nice warm home with plenty of food and fresh water. I have a great human and kitty family. It was not always this way.

I don’t remember much about my life before I came to The Driveway. I mean I am sure I had a cat mom and maybe some cat siblings. I also probably had some sort of humans around me, other wise I would not have approached the ones in The Driveway.

The first lady I encountered was nice to me, she wanted to bring me inside. She said that her husband didn’t want me in the house, so she left a bowl of milk for me on the porch. I spent another night outside alone and scared. There were lots of scary noises in the outside world.

The next morning I saw some different people come out of another house. They were crossing The Driveway to get into their car thing. I started meowing like crazy. They heard me! The lady started walking towards me, I came running from under the porch to her. She picked me up and petted me. She thought maybe the other lady had adopted me and left me outside while she was at work. She didn’t want me to get scared and run away, so she took me in her house and asked her son to watch me until they got back from town.

Well when she got back from town we went back outside. She hung out with me all day. It was starting to get dark so she took me in until the neighbor lady came home. She finally did so we went back outside to talk with her.

The lady asked the neighbor lady if she had adopted me and would she like to take me in. The neighbor lady said no she had not adopted me, that I had just showed up in The Driveway last night, but her husband would not let her bring me in. We asked the lady that gave the neighbor lady a ride home if she could take me. She said that she could not. They thought maybe one of their coworkers might, but they would have to ask him. The lady said to let her know if he could and just come over and knock to let her know. So with that the lady and I went back in the house.

(Mom here, there was no way I was leaving this little kitty outside another night. Just a month before our neighbor was on his porch having a cigarette. He saw some eyes across the driveway from him near the fence. Turns out it was a cougar. There had been sightings of them all around us this summer.)

The holidays were approaching and people are busy. They may have forgotten to ask the coworker about me. I knew then that the lady that took me in the house would be my Mom.

So what did I learn from this experience? I learned that there are good people in the world, who will help you, be nice to you, and give you a home, family and love.

The other thing I learned is that there are also bad people in this world.

I listened to Mom as she spoke to the other ladies that night. They think I was dumped on their road by people who didn’t want me anymore for whatever reason. I had a big bad scab on my nose, and some wounds on my back legs. I was terribly skinny. Mom says my toes were just bones. I also had a bad case of ear mites. Mom doesn’t know how long I may have wandered down the road until I found The Driveway.

I may have gotten the wounds fighting off a wild cat. The people who dumped me may have even literally tossed me out of the moving car onto the gravel road. As for being skinny the people must not have fed me very well before they tossed me. It also could have been that I was out in the world in late fall all alone and I had no idea how to hunt. I was probably barely 2 months old. Being that young it doesn’t take long without eating to use up what little fat I may have had stored.

Mom said my ear mites were probably from being in unclean conditions. They only got worse and worse as I got skinnier and skinnier because my immune system was getting weaker and weaker.

I have been with my new family now for almost 2 months. I weighed 3 pounds and 3 ounces when Mom found me. I  now weigh 4 pounds 3 ounces. I have flesh on my toes again. My wounds have healed on my legs. My nose has healed too, but I did loose a tiny chunk of it. You have to look close to tell though. And I am almost rid of the ear mites.

Until next time, keep on learning!

Little Kitty

My First Night Home

November 21, 2016

Resting on Mom

I had been in my home for about a week and a half. You can see my scabbed up nose.

A Week Later

Playing with some string on the freezer. Mom wanted to get photos of my new Christmas Cowl.

This Week

The first two photos I am laying on Mom.

The last two I was playing with the blind strings.

Mom took it while she was crocheting on the bed. She zoomed in so I would not be distracted by the camera.

I like to stick my face right in the lens if I see her taking photos.

Wrestling with My Big Brother Sully

He is heavy, I am glad I am helping him loose weight.

😀

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I Had A New Crochet Assistant Trainee

David was cleaning and organizing his computer and electronics scrap in the spare room yesterday. He did not want to step on Little Kitty, so he brought her into the our bedroom. She spent the afternoon with me. She was trying her best to help me crochet. I got out my camera and took some photos of her on my chest.  I decided I was not going to get much crocheting done with her attacking my yarn with here tiny little sharp claws. She even attacked the camera lens in one photo.

You can also see that big brown scab fell of her nose during the night. She has a pretty little pink nose now. She continues to get better each day. I weighed her on my little kitchen scale, that I use to weigh my finished crochet projects, she weighs just a little over 3 pounds. So tiny! 😀