Two-fur Tuesday

Looks like we might end up with more mirror affirmations with this litter.. (I so should clean that mirror)

Mirror Affirmations with Mirror Jack..

I see the beauty in everything and everyone, always..

well except maybe Fleurp when she ruins my special time with my favorite kitty ever..


(yes, my cats decided to play with the crinkle ball toys I bought them while they were still on the cardboard hangcard.  I know I should pick it up and take them off but it was just so amusing to watch them do it I can't bring myself to do it just yet)

Jack Cam

I stuck the cat camera on Jack last week, I was curious what he is doing all day.  I have to say he takes some pretty fabulous photos..

This last one is about half an hour before I get home.. and they are already waiting for me :)

*sigh*

Well Petra's diarrhea apparently continued.. poor girl is going to need a bath.  as much as I am a staunch supporter of a species appropriate diet for all kitties I know full well that it is still very "granola" and not main stream.  Finding homes for these kitties is not going to be easy if they can't eat out of a can.  I'll probably wait until they are a bit older and try them on something else.  Probably wellness since I still have that case I ordered from Mr. Chewy a while back.

Meira has taken to nursing the kittens by the door to the foster room.  This makes it kind of difficult for me to get in and out of the room and thus the door stays open longer.  She has gotten a good look at several of the residents and said some not so very nice words to poor Twee who ran off with her tail between her legs.

Jack - who is usually one to not back down looked at her like he was horrible confused.  I couldn't help but wonder if he thought that Mirror Jack had moved his location.

Speaking of Mirror Jack (wonder if I'll just start calling him MJ), when I got home from work yesterday Jack ran over to meet me, then as I walked into the part of the main room where the mirror is, he then ran over to greet Mirror Mom.  Seriously, I think this boy needs some counseling..

Jack a doodle doo

My boy is almost as stubborn as I am.. He also still sounds so horrible with his snuffly nose.  I'm also letting my paranoia run away with me.

He refused to use the box last night so he had the bedroom all to himself.  Muffin was NOT pleased with that and spent a great deal of time banging on the door. He snuggled into my spot in the bed, and when I snuggled around him to get in to bed, he got up and took DH's spot.  DH tried to snuggle around him and he got annoyed and went and slept on the floor, which broke my heart.. something about sick kitties on hard floors.. I can't handle it.  So I brought him to the box and put him in it and patted and coo-ed at him.  No go.

This morning I tried new food, warmed up.  He had a nibble.  So I got his 'medicine" out again and tried to give him that as quickly and easily as possible.  Well he wasn't having any of it and tried to gently get away.  Unfortunately he ended up kicking me a pretty 'low blow" which fortunately didn't really hurt and I could only kiss him because it was my fault.  I finished giving him the pills and he trotted off to the litter box, climbed in and deposited a nice sized ball of pretty ordinary looking urine.  I have color changing litter when it is too alkaline it shows it and it didn't, so that wasn't an issue.  No blood either.  Just a snuffly Jack who was now annoyed that I wasn't following through on my promise to let him out if he would pee in the box.  I was hoping he might eat a bit more since the rest of The Crew had breakfast already and any unattended food would be eaten immediately... and it was.  He ate decently enough yesterday, a skipped meal won't kill him.

As I was leaving for work, I noticed he was in his favorite box by his MirrorWorld..

Hopefully the cold will clear up soon.

Jack's Mirror world

I could have sworn I posted on this in the past, but I couldn't find it  *shrug*

Anyway.  My lovely boy Jack LOVES to sit and stare into the mirror world just beyond the one spot in the kitchen that opens up to "MirrorWorld" (and it is only in the kitchen, no other mirror world is apparently fascinating enough to capture his attention despite a plethora of mirrored doors in our house)  He will sit there for hours watching the MirrorMommy and MirrorDaddy and the other MirrorKitties.

MirrorMom is taking a picture of MirrorJack

I often wondered if he realized it was a mirror or if he really thought that the images he saw were different.  One day when MirrorMom threw down some treats and he tried so hard to get into MirrorWorld to get them.  I was laughing so hard, because he knew he couldn't walk THROUGH the mirror, but he couldn't figure out how to get to them.  Finally I got close enough to get him to turn around and he realized real life momma threw some down too and he was in heaven.  So that answered the question of if he knew that MirrorWorld was the same as real life.  Although what exactly he thinks is still a mystery.

This was quite some time ago.  We thought he had figured out that MirrorWorld was just that, real life copied.  But Jack still liked hanging out with his "best friend" and watching over his world while his "best friend" watched over his.

So this morning my husband comes into the bedroom (he wakes up hours before I do) laughing.  I'm still mostly asleep but I ask him what is up.  He starts telling me that as he was making his lunch the kitties weren't begging at his feet like they normally do.  He likes to reward non begging behavior with treats - which I totally agree with - so he walked over with some of his roast beef to give to the kitties who were just hanging out.  Apparently Jack thought that MirrorDad was way cooler then Real Dad, because he noticed he was coming over with roast beef for his best friend, but his best friend was ignoring it.  So Jack tried to so him a favor by trying to get to MirrorDad and get some roast beef.  DH said that he had to actually touch Jack to get him to focus on real life roast beef instead of MirrorRoastBeef.  *giggle*  my silly boy.