Friday, August 28, 2015

Happy National Bow Tie Day


Skippy's favorite holiday is upon us once again.  That boy sure does look dapper in a bow tie. He wasn't sure which bow tie to wear to celebrate, so we had to try out a few..

Is this on straight?
I think this one is too big for me, I'll wear the sparkle one
See, this one matches my eyes... sorta.. 
So then I can wear the white one?
Dapper kitty is dapper.
I simply adore bow ties on cats, and fortunately Skippy puts up with them. He wears them all the time.

Rainbow Bridge Remembrance Day


Emmy and Kodi
Ollie
Oh how I adored these cats. Each one taught me so much. Em brought me into the world of the cat lady by becoming diabetic. Ollie taught me to love a soul despite of and because of a grumpy nature. Kodi taught me about FIP and brought me into being an advocate and to share with others what I learned so that his life was not in vain.

Andrew - foster
Lori - foster
Chandler - foster
Buffy - former foster
Henri Sigmond Spitter
Smivick - foster
Miss Benny - foster
Cupcake - foster
There are others, but the early parts of my blog aren't well categorized. It is hard, doing what I do, but because I do it I have helped save so many. None of are promised a long life, and I take comfort in the fact that those kittens that died young had the best possible life at the end.



This post is part of Zee and Zoey's blog hop check out other posts here.

Wednesday, August 26, 2015

Why The Crazy part of Crazy Cat Lady Must End

Being a human being of the female variety who loves and owns cats I have been made fully aware of the "Crazy Cat Lady" stereotype. I have never ever been a fan.

A number of cat ladies have decided that they were going to 'embrace' the crazy part of this status and fully ignore the negative that comes with it. Kudos to them. Really. It is so nice when you find people who can be made fun of and they simply do not care. Unfortunately that has never stopped people from continuing to talk badly. Nor does it empower people, of lesser constitutions who feel the need to not be made fun of, to stand up for themselves. However, I do think that by allowing this stereotype to continue we harm cats.

Just about every time the conversation about 'crazy' comes up in regards to cat people, invariably the question about why the people who love dogs aren't considered crazy, and inevitably someone pipes up and says "yes, I am a crazy dog person" It is not the same.

Crazy Cat Lady action figure vs Crazy Dog Lady image (from this etsy shop)
Notice how the Cat Cat lady isn't wearing clothes, how her hair is unkempt and she looks grumpy, whereas the Crazy Dog lady is wearing pants, she appears happy and approachable. The Crazy Cat Lady is seen as an anti-social, a hoarder living in squalid conditions that reek of cat odor and is a danger to her own health, the the health of her cats and the health of her neighbors. The Crazy Dog Lady is thought of as fun, social, a bit weird maybe, but totally someone you could relate to if left alone to talk, and she is most certainly not date-able nor destined to be a spinster. The crazy in Crazy Dog Lady is the "enthusiastic" meaning of the word crazy, where the Crazy Cat Lady is forced to wear the mentally deranged, foolish, absurdly out of place, or even the extremely annoyed or angry parts of that definition.

So what does this have to do with improving the lives of cats? Young women are afraid of being the crazy cat lady and being shun by friends and potential future husbands / mates. I have actually heard this argument from men as well. Being called a Crazy Cat Lady is and always will be a 'bad thing' to non cat people (except those people who don't care what others call them).

In 2013 the tv show "The Crazy Ones" did an episode with a cat in it. If you aren't aware of the show, it is about an ad agency with four young people, two male and two female - one of which is the daughter of the owner of the agency Simon - which just happens to be the late great Robin Williams. I adored the show, but this one episode in particular really spoke to me and I adore the ending, but there were a couple of scenes where Syndey (played by Sarah Michelle Gellar) is either told or parrots that older single women should NOT have a cat as it spells out their doom for ever finding a mate which should be their life goal. I particular dislike this moment seventeen minutes into the show (well this video - which was pretty badly recorded but was the only version out there right now)



It is sad that we as a society have come to this. I can only guess that cats are vilified because they are independent and not pack animals like dogs. Liking cats says you are okay not going along with the group and spending time in your own company;  Liking dogs, being pack animals that generally need to socialize and need approval of the being in charge.  On a personal note, I find this so fascinating because men rarely state they want a clingy seeking approval woman in their life but want a strong independent woman, but yet they are drawn to dogs and shun the idea of a cat... but I digress.

Cats have such horrible reputations. Almost everyone who comes into my house is amazed I have seven+ cats (seven who live here and any random number of cats who are being fostered) because in general my house does not smell of cats, nor is there an abundance of cat hair, or whatever cat stereotype they expect to find. Yes, my cats are raw fed so their litter box smell is minimal to begin with, but as completely sane cat people, we take care of our cat's needs and their refuse.  Why is it people don't expect the house of a dog person to smell like wet dog or be covered in excrement but they do for cats? My cats don't (generally) suck up to strangers and stick their muzzles in inappropriate places, and as such they are labeled aloof, despite the fact that they were all over me two minutes before company showed up.

And then there was this video...


(btw, the 47 year old kicks butt!!)

This is an absolutely lovely video until you get to the 53 yr old at 2:15 where she says one cat is enough cats... it is not only what she says, but HOW she says it. I literally commented with a swear word on the Facebook post where I first saw it, fortunately my phone changed it into "Duck you 53 yr old, cats are awesome" which I think makes my point a bit more elegantly, because when you swear in the comments section, no one listens to you, and they put you in that 'crazy' category of people who don't need to be listened to (see what I did there?)

Owning a cat, and better yet saying you own a cat, should not be something you have to feel brave to do. No one has to 'stand up' for owning a dog, nor justify to anyone if they want to spend their time visiting the theme parks of the US to ride all of the roller coasters, go spelunking, or collect rubber ducks.  We should never EVER have to use the words 'heck I even have a husband' when talking about how awesome cats are, because seriously, cats are freakin awesome! and they certainly do not need us to justify it.

So let's not buy in, give credence, or accept that owning a cat makes you crazy. What makes you crazy is having an actual mental condition.

Owning a cat.. well, being owned by a cat.. is..

Beautiful.


and if you want to call me crazy for putting a tiara on a cat or doing this, by all means, you do have every right to, but I will think you are crazy for being so closed minded.

Tuesday, August 25, 2015

Twee and her coat of just two colors


I adore this photo of Twee I was able to capture the other day, because it shows off her infamous leg dangles AND the fact that her coat is two sizes too big for her. What looks like excess fur is actually skin and fur. It is odd because she has never been overweight, she was just born with a extra large coat (and she has a waddle that could put your eye out if she ran past you)

Twee also is about to get a visit from the Tooth Faerie.  I was checking out her teeth because we have been using a product to help clean tartar. Twee has had extreme reactions to sedation when she was a kitten so I am so hesitant to get her dentals. When I saw her teeth were covered in tartar so shortly after her last dental (it was a little over six months when I noticed the build up) I wanted to try something.  So far it seems to be working, but she had been flinching when I touched her to check in her mouth. I touched one of her tiny teeth behind her upper canine and she flinched again, and the tooth pretty much came off.  She is doing much better now that it has broken off, and as long as it continues to heal up I am going to wait and see if the root will need to come out when we are ready to do another dental on her.. which hopefully will be much later rather than sooner - but that will all depend on how she does, because I'd rather risk her under sedation when she is in good health than when she is not feeling well from an infection



Monday, August 24, 2015

What's this?!? and no, it is not a tail warmer.


So last Friday I went out and picked up my mail to find in it that I had a package that I needed to sign for. I had to wait until the next day in order for it to get back to the post office so Saturday morning I braved the crowds (my house PO is in the heart of a very busy tourist town) and found there a very large box. I was so perplexed as I didn't remember ordering anything, and certainly nothing from out of the county. The packing slip didn't help jog my memory at all, so I tossed it in the car and brought it home.  I opened it up and laughed, and shared the above photo on my Facebook page to share my few minutes of mystery with everyone.


Muffin and Fleurp had no idea what was in the package.. they gave it a good once over too. I think they were hoping to sit on it for a while but I was too curious as to what was in it to let them.


Well this clears things up, doesn't it? Fleurp is still hoping it is food. I do have to say I was mightily impressed with the packaging. That bit of artwork up against the box is a thin plastic folder that the invoice was in (which also didn't help me figure out what it was because it was in Korean)


The second I saw the first box I laughed so hard because Robin had told me she was sending these and we both joked about it taking so long to get to me that we'd forget. I had first seen these chair socks on Facebook and not only were they so darn adorable but they weren't for sale anywhere. Robin apparently found somewhere and ordered them for me even though they were on backorder.


Sadly my chair legs are a little too wide to fit them right, but they are still freakingly adorable. I am so going to find just the right thing to put these on, until then I am going to put them somewhere where I can see them all the time because they are so cool.  Thank you Robin!!

I have you and Gracie in my thoughts as you go through these difficult times