Training a Cat Daddy

Last night was incredible.  I've been training Corwyn to learn Mister Kitten's body language.  He's been carefully petting and loving on Mister Kitten, talking to him all the while.  I've told him to make sure to use Mister Kitten's name but to vary what he is saying.  He needs to tell Mister Kitten what a Good Boy he is, how beautiful he is, what lovely fur he has, and to just talk to him in general.  Corwyn has been working very hard on this with some correction from me.  Okay, quite a bit of correction at times from me.

You can see by his demon eyes that Mister Kitten can be quite a handful.  But last night... oh last night!!  Corwyn and I were on my bed watching TV and I heard him crooning about what a "Good Boy, Mister Kitten!" was.  I looked over and Mister Kitten was curled up in the crook of his arm!!  Now some might think that this is just sweet and/or cute.  But the fact is that while Mister Kitten likes being petted, he usually doesn't like being held... oh wait, he almost never wants to be held!!!  And certainly not as long as Corwyn held him!!!!  Of course he's going to keep working with "his" kitty, but OH MY, what progress!!  I think we can officially call him a Cat Daddy!

points to the oval sticker,

can be used as a bumper sticker once he has a car too!

Sentry Duty

Yes, we've got a couple of Da Boys in place, ready to make sure that no one sneaks up on the back yard!!  Be they human or beast, the Teenage Mutant Ninja Horde will be prepared!!  The alarm will be sounded!!  The household alerted!!  A call to claws!!  Oh wait, we just might have to take a catnap first.  Or work on our grooming.  All of this sentry duty can be exhausting, doncha know.  And the things it does to your fur!!

Hey!!  Who's supposed to be on sentry duty?!

Sentry duty?  nomnomnom

mini-poster... put it on your door or in your room

Errand Day!

Monday's do tend to be errand days.  Today I need to call the church office and find out if some things we have are needed for the pod that's being filled to go to Haiti.  (I know that the reading glasses are!!)  Then I'll need to take what is needed over there and put what isn't needed into the ever-growing Girl Scout yard sale pile.  I have found out that the sale is likely to be in May.  ::sigh::  At least we've managed to get almost everything down into the Wreck Room.  Jennifer still has to go through her clothes.  Then I've got to drop off books & a check at my therapist's office and swing by the pharmacy.  Wheeeee!

Once I'm home I'd like to do a wee bit of work around my Lilac tree if I have any energy left.  It's just a baby Lilac.  I'm crossing my fingers since I have two black thumbs.  I do have the help of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Kitty Horde any time I go outside to pull weeds or do the occasional limb lopping or bush trimming.  After all, they need to make sure that Momma is going to be okay.  They're also in charge of making sure that I don't overdo.  Boy do I hear about that!!!  The minute I start doing more than I should there is suddenly a Siamese Siren going off!  ::grin::  Or a Cat-in-My-Face insisting that there are Much More Important things to be done!

I'm pining for the day when a) I can figure out how to fix this darn camera! or b) I can get a cheap digital camera with a flash.  Let me show you why...

Hmmmmm, I'm here, but where did 'my kitten' go??

It was a very cute shot of Zaphy grooming Mister Kitten's head.  ::sigh::  Unfortunately there are much more important things on the list right now (besides bills!!).  Don't forget to get rabies shots everyone!!!  We've got to do that for the four Tims* compromising the Teenage Mutant Ninja Kitty Horde.  The Rabies Clinic in Rutherford County, TN will be the entire month of April this year!!!  Whooot!!!  Shots for cats will be $15 (so we'll need $60 which precludes getting flea control because that's another $60... meh... maybe May).  The participating vets will have rabies clinic signs in front of their offices.  And another reminder from Da Boys for Spring...

Da Boys like reminding people to spay and neuter their pets...

the only problem is getting them to stay in the bag!!

*For those of you who aren't familiar with the term, in my family we call male cats who have been neutered Tims... because they are no longer Toms.  Likewise, Queens become Princesses'.