kittehz.

this is an introduction to understanding the madness of my life with my 3 cats, 1 dog, 1 bird, 5 turtles, and 1 goldfish.

mamaw lives outside, this was by choice for her when she was still younger. she decided one day she loved to see what was outside, so my family decided putting her outside would be best because she would always try to escape out the door any chance she got, so the best thing to do, was to let her run free. she had a brother, but he got ran over by a car. so she was left on her own. i let her inside when the elements get a little out of hand. but i don't think she is going to make it through the winter this year. which sucks. i've spent some good years with this little baby. she stays right around the house bringing the gifts of a dead mouse, mole, sometimes a baby groundhog, birds of all sorts, once a snake, and sometimes lizards too. i like her gifting ideas, perfect for this christmas season. i mean, who doesn't love a nice dead headless mole? it's perfect. occasionally she leaves a hairball on the porch too, which is alright, except when you have no shoes on....but that's neither here nor there...she used to get really fat, but she's really frail now. it's so sad. she's still pretty healthy, but she sure is getting finicky in her older years. i think she may have dementia, she is always wanting to eat. i know that when people get dementia/alzheimer's related disorders, their "i remember when i ate last" fuse runs a little short. i imagine it would be the same with animals. but anyway, mamaw stays on the deck mostly and just enjoys her days in the shade by the pool. i don't think she can see too well anymore, but i sure do the best i can with her.

mr. t, or tenacious douglas dutcher johnson, is about as pompous as all get out. he is a spoiled bitch. but he has a soft place in my heart. i got him from a friend of mine. she lived in a nice apartment in town that did not allow cats, but she kept hers there anyway. the cat she had, was pregnant when she lived there, she had no idea. when it came time for the birthing of the babies, she had to decide what to do with the babies, pronto, so i decided i would take one. not really knowing what i was in for. mr. t was born with a crooked tail, he had a lot of problems. he had to go to the vet for the first time when he was like 3 weeks old or 4. he was rejected by his mother after going to the vet for the first time. i had to syringe feed him and nurse him back to good health. he had to have his tail removed because it was causing a lot of problems with his bowels and stuff. it was sad...for a while i thought he probably wouldn't live very long but he definitely showed me i was wrong. and i am so glad he did.

he brings me a lot of joy, but he is such a little bitch. he has been pampered and soured so much by family. he is really mean. he gets what he wants, when he wants it. and if he doesn't get something he screams and meows so loud that it makes a scene, and my parrot, sundance or sonny, makes mega fun of him and tells him to "shut up" or he goes "kitty, kitty, meow meow meow" it's pretty ridiculous. sonny is an african grey parrot who is good friends with baby & mr. t. he gives them hell, always..

TBC!

ok so i have decided that i am obsessed with my cats. i have 3, mamaw [she is 14 or 15, i really honestly cannot remember how old she is, i got her when i was like 7, i am now 23, you do the math because i am no mathmatician], tenacious douglas dutcher johnson is 2, and baby who is also 2.

mamaw is a siamese mix with some tabby. she is all greyed out now, but she was orange and stuff back in the day. mr. t is a tabby, he is all grey with some crazy color patterns in his hair and no tail, just a little nub which goes crazy all the time. i will post loads of pictures of them i am sure and it's something you may tire of, but i never will...baby is a giant hemilayan. she weighs probably 25 pounds. she loves to eat. but i guess i would too if delicious food was offered to me all the time like it is to them.

my cats mean a lot to me. i love all animals, but i feel like cats are my favorite. they have a lot of personality and they just seem to be more in touch with a human than any other animal, which makes them unique....