Kucing Cat Craze
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Sunny the ghost cat tries to lure me into giving him chin rubs, fully unaware of my Joey lurking below behind the flower plants.
He's a homeless kitty that comes to my place for food and this sweet guy is just starving for human attention. 🐱💓
Of course, I'd spent a few minutes with him but with his constant loud meowing, he would soon attract Joey to the scene. Which he did. 😒
Kucil is an abbreviation of Kucing Cilik, the gang which consists of 4 Little Cats 😺 😸 😹 😻
The cat in this photo is the member no.4 and he's black twins with the member no.3 but different tail length. Absolutely she doesn't have a name yet too, would you give him a name? 😁
"Thank you very much for all your faves and stay healthy" 😃
..especially when she begged and begged me to go outside. (She is the only one of our cats with outdoor privileges.)
It is raining outside, as it was when she ran out. I have opened the door for her to come in a half-dozen times--including immediately after she ran into the rain.
Camille is trying out one of the array of shelter alternatives that Sally bought for the outdoor-only cat (Gracie Jo) that we are trying to woo indoors.
(a set of six)
There's something intrinsically funny (to me) about playing with a cinder block. Guru took his time exploring these 2 cinder blocks, inside the cat enclosure.
My first home computer was the iMac. Sally and I (mostly Sally) gutted it , and we're making it into a cat bed. There will be a little more room when I make a fitted cushion for it. Jimmy has taken up residence.
Otis is standing in the midst of pieces from Sally's and my collection of china made for restaurants around 1930's - 1960's; we started collecting in the 1980's when pieces could be found in thrift stores for fifteen cents. The beach glass on the window sill brings back fond memories of time on California beaches, and the other shells are from trips to Sanibel Island (Florida).
Of course Otis, himself, and the cat-feeding station behind him, represent what we love most in our home.
Muse is much gentler now playing with Guru. They do more chasing and less paw-to-paw combat.
(#4 of 4)
Life continues to revolve around cats and lizards, with an occasional rat, roach, ant, and termite. Sigh.
This is funny to me because Cousin (the tabby) is scared of his own shadow. If that pane of glass weren't separating them, he wouldn't dare try this.
Eyes are now fully open and they are walking awkwardly. Mama cat makes a constant disapproving rumbling sound while they explore outside the nest.
Waffle was the 2nd to be born, and is smaller than Luna, but more demanding to come out of the nest to play, so I suspect he'll be the first to escape independently.
Sometimes I get tired of dragging an inferior chair to the computer because somebody is occupying both office chairs. :D
I remember taking this is photo of Brownie, a female ginger cat belonging to one of my cousins. My uncle came by the other day and told me that Brownie waited for him in the porch to return and she literally passed away when he held her. It seems that she had contracted FIV and she was already at a late stage. 😢
I haven't really seen Brownie for the past 11 years. I've visited my uncle several times ever since, but each visit Brownie was nowhere to be seen. She liked to roam around the neighborhood which has many cats, both stray and residential.
I don't remember petting Brownie. She was a timid but very independent cat and is wary of strangers and visitors.
Goodbye Brownie, hope you'll be at peace across the Rainbow Bridge. 🌈🙏
Camille was not allowed to go out in the morning yesterday, because our vet came to the house to get all of our cats up-to-date on their vaccinations. Because Camille pouted all afternoon, she never realized I would have let her out after the vet left. Today it's all good.