Just got back from the vet. Teeny has conjunctivitis so bad that the membrane is swollen out of her eye. It had gotten much worse since Friday, when I took her in the last time. Thankfully, they didn't charge me for the return visit (other than meds). Now, with shots of antibiotic and painkiller as well as some ointment I have to apply three times ( Read more... )

Tikka walked in a bit ago. He's been acting feral all evening, stalking, shying away from my hand. I'm at a bit of a disadvantage not knowing his F number. Because of his size, confirmation and markings, I've guessed he may have a fairly low F number, maybe as low as 5. His behavior bears that out. Upon arriving home, he walked into my bedroom and ( Read more... )

Longtime readers of this journal know about my sweet kitty friend Tikka. I rescued him from a shelter in Longview, WA. He was found wandering the streets, and no one claimed him. He is a gorgeous Bengal cat, probably worth at least $800. But someone had four-paw declawed him ( Read more... )

I awoke this morning at 0430 to Tikka frantically digging at the bedclothes ( Read more... )

Last night, Tikka was drinking at the big water dish. Chevy was sitting beside him watching. Without warning, Chevy nonchalantly put a big, furry white paw on Tikka's head and shoved his nose into the water!

I quite expected that Tikka would emerge hissing and fighting. Instead, he simply gazed up at Chevy with a look that said, "You know that you ( Read more... )

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I give you CATSPAM!

've been promising pictures of Chevy for sometime. My new little boy has been devastatingly cute this evening and I managed to get him and the camera in the same place.

Tikka even consented to a few pix!

( Cut for kitties! )

Modal (Beech) sheets are luxurious and environmentally friendly, but are not compatible with cats.

Especially ADHD cats who feel they must attack anything that moves underneath said sheets (the set lasted less than a week).

Dearest Tikka ( Read more... )

His ears had holes in them. There was a six-inch long scar on his neck where the fur wouldn't grow, making his face look lopsided. His tail was a disaster; it was too short and hung stiffly, flopping like a broken stick when he ran. His black fur was salt and pepper, and he'd never let me trim his claws without causing mayhem so he stuck to the ( Read more... )