Thursday, November 30, 2006

Laughlin, Nevada

Our Furless Ones used to go South for the winter (they were called Snow Birds.....ummmmm sounds like something we could eat, maybe?) For three of our years they packed us furkids up in the camper, added litter boxes, food, and water (which spilled everywhere) and set off for the Southwest (Lauglin, Nevada.) We are NOT good travlers, might I add. Mittens hid the whole time under tons of blankets. I, however, was more daring, and would peek out the windows on occasion. Anyway, they rented a condo, and once we got used to it, it wasn't so bad.

Dad would go to the casinos, a place, according to Mom, with flashing lights, wild women, booze and sin. Mom said he was throwing money away. (Was there a big wastebasket in this casino?) She said, "they don't build these fancy places and give you 99 cent breakfasts and free coffee mugs and still let you win tons of money." Evidently he never listened to her, because he kept going back. According to him, one year he won $700, however, other years aren't mentioned. Now I find that odd....but, hey, what do I know, I am only a cat.

The condos were nice. They were completely furnished (Momma did bring the bottom part of our scratching post, and she said, also, her toothbrush.)

Three years ago, Mom said, "I am a home-body," thus ending our adventures. I think it had something to do with Mistrie coming, and now, of course, little Precious.

~Patches Lady~

Wednesday, November 29, 2006

When Is A Toy, Not A Toy??

Momma unplugged this lamp and wrapped the cord around it. What fun!!

She kept telling me it wasn't a toy, and finally took it away. I thought EVERYTHING was a toy.

Tuesday, November 28, 2006


Here I am, in my window, with the new snow behind me.

Daddy is heading out to crank up the Snow Eating Monster.

Momma says it is "A Winter Wonderland."

~Precious Flower~

Monday, November 27, 2006

Happy Anniversary

Our Daddy and Momma have been married 41 years today.
That is like forever!!

We love you!
~Patches, Mittens, Mistrie and Precious~

P. S. Mother Nature gave them a gift! Eight inches of snow and still falling!

Sunday, November 26, 2006

Beezer and The Crab Feast

We got a special inviation from Beezer to go to his place and have fresh crab! Patches, Mistrie, and I went and had the best time ever. Please read all about our exciting adventrure.......GO HERE.

Precious Flower

Thursday, November 23, 2006


To all our furrends and their Furrless Ones

We will be taking a short holiday break. See you on Monday.

~From The Big Piney Woods Cats~
~Patches, Mittens, Mistrie, Precious~

Monday, November 20, 2006

Sharing News

Today is my Daddy's purrthday. Happy Purrthday, Daddy! Here I am, thinking of napping on his clothes.

I had a bad day yesterday and slept all day, curled up on the bed. Momma and Daddy were worried about me, but I feel better today. I made biscuits on Momma's tummy and even rolled over and made happy toes. I did a lot of purring too.

Mistrie is using her new bed that Daddy made. Momma says she knows it, for a fact, because she had some tiny round pieces of insulation on her fur. Momma says you never know if a kitty will use a bed or not, especially one with all new smells.

Sunday, November 19, 2006

Folded Ear

Mamma says I must have been washing behind my ears, like a good girl, but my ear turned over and it stayed that way. She says if that happens to Patches or Mittens, they shake their head and straighten it out, but it sure didn't bother me. It stayed this way for about 15 minutes. Momma thought it was cute, and brought out the flashy box.

~Precious Flower~

Saturday, November 18, 2006

A Frame

This is part of the cat tree that is on yesterdays post. It was hooked to a bar and would swing. (Who ever heard of cats liking to swing?) It was never used, so years ago, Momma brought it upstairs, and we use it for a scratching post and and a nice hidey hole. As you can see, it has gotten a lot of use. We call it our A frame.

~Patches Lady~

Thursday, November 16, 2006

New Bed For Mistrie

Daddy made Mistrie a brand new bed, yesterday, out of a plastic container. He bought some flat, solid, foam insulation (he says that stops things from sweating) and completely lined it, top, bottom and sides. He cut out a small opening, and Momma put towels around the edge and a nice cat pad on the bottom for Mistrie to lay on. She put it under the deck, on some planks, and put an extended roof over the top, using some covers from other containers, so it has a porch. She took the other one she had, next to the house in Hemlock Haven, and Daddy added flat foam that he had left over. She washed the blanket that was inside, and added clean bedding, then added another container top to that one, so it has a porch, too. Now, Mistrie has two beds under the deck, and two beds up in the woodshed.

Momma saw her outside, when she was putting the beds in place, but she ran under the deck, when Momma called her. When Momma is inside the house, Mistrie comes up to the open door and lets Momma pet her. Mistrie purrs, and headbutts, gives love nibbles and drools, but if Momma steps outside, she runs away. She has been our kitty since the summer of 2004, but still has her feral ways, although Momma can put flea medicine on her neck, as long as she stays inside the house.

We wonder, what in her past, has made her so afraid.

Wednesday, November 15, 2006

Getting Ready For Winter

Daddy has been using the Black Chewing Monster to cut up wood for our wood stove. He also moved the Snow Eating Monster from the storage building to the garage. There are big spoons on the deck to shovel the white stuff, when it comes down. Mistrie's bed (two of them) are up in the woodshed, tucked back in. One is a blue blanket someone left here from the Nap-A-Thon, the other is a yellow blanket. Daddy still is going to build her an insulated bed, to replace one that goes under the deck. It will be warmer, Momma says. I guess that means we are ready for A State of Winter in Idaho.

Tuesday, November 14, 2006

Tummy Tuesday

Precious shows off her belly. The fur has grown back, after her operation, and is quite curly.

~Calico Mom~

Monday, November 13, 2006

A Word From Mittens

Many of you are wondering about how I am getting along. I am feeling so good now, no more throwing up and my tummy doesn't hurt. I stay upstairs, in the cabin, now, but it is a good thing. I have the big bedroom and ccmputer corner, with a nice patio door to look out. I have the big bed with tons of pillows, to sleep on, or I can go under the rocker or under the chair, at the desk. I can look over the railing to see what is going on downstairs. I have the bathroom with the walk-in closet, where all my stuff is. My litter box, water, unlimited special diet food, and a bed. I don't spend much time in there anymore, though, preferring to be at Momma's feet, or on her lap, when she is on the computer, or else I nap on the bed. Precious is shut in the bedroom downstairs at night, so I can snuggle Momma. I am a happy girl.

Saturday, November 11, 2006

Before And After

For those of you who haven't seen any before and after pictures, here is Precious, before I trapped her. She was near starvation, all bones and very thin fur.

In two months she has gained two pounds, her fur is thicker and she is growing a collar around her neck of white fur; also long fur between her toes. She went from never playing to playing almost constantly. She is very special to me and my husband.

~CalicoMom Toni~

Friday, November 10, 2006

Mom's Gone Crazy

I am afraid Momma is loosing it. She listened to a whole bunch of songs at and then placed an order. It came the other day, and now she is playing the songs on the computer. They are two CD's from Jerry Lee Lewis! This guy is nuts. We have to cover our ears. Momma says she used to just love his music and now she is even DANCING!!!! She is nuts too, we think. Do any of your furless ones know about this guy and his piano? Momma said that her and Daddy went to see him at the Minnesota State Fair back in the 60's and he got on top of the piano!! Some women sitting behind them left because they said he was "vulgar."

I am going to hide in the closet.

Thursday, November 09, 2006

Sometimes, Just Sometimes

There are times Momma doesn't get the bed made until noon. Would you disturb me?

Please go to David's blog, Cat Crossings, HERE and read about my very special friend from London, Sue, and her special needs kitty, who went to Rainbow Bridge. Belinda was with Sue such a short time, but in that time, had the best possible life.

Wednesday, November 08, 2006

When It Rains, It Pours

We are finally get rain in the Pacific Northwest, and Momma says, "when it rains, it pours." She just went out and emptied her rain gauge, as it was full, (five inches) and it is pouring outside. Nice and warm though, 60 degrees. I have the perfect spot to watch, and stay nice and dry. Mistrie is cozy and dry up in the woodshed. Good day for sleeping.

~Precious Flower~

Tuesday, November 07, 2006

Back Posting Tomorrow

I just got back online, after my ISP had problems since yesterday at 11:00 AM. It is now 4:15 in the afternoon, 29 hours later. It is too late to post today, so will resume regular posting tomorrow.

CalicoMom Toni

Monday, November 06, 2006

Miss Goody Four Paws

Mittens is always being so sweet, sweet to Momma. She half closes her eyes and gives her "the loving look." She is nice to Mistrie all the time, I even heard her inviting her in. She never yowls like I do when I want stinky goodness. She is a real Miss Goody Four Paws.

~Patches Lady~

Sunday, November 05, 2006

November Birthdays

There was a party yesterday for all the November kitties Purrthdays and Gotcha Days at Smeagol and Striders. Here I am, right before we left, getting ready. I had a ton of fun, although Patches said I was "rowdy." I met so many nice cats and kittens and we played and ate and played some more. Thanks you guys. You sure do know how to throw a party.

~Precious Flower~

Saturday, November 04, 2006

What Do You Think?

See, this is what I have to put up with. I am minding my own business and the Little Pest comes sneaking up on me. She swats at me and runs, then comes back for more. She gets all low and wiggly and watches my tail, ready to pounce. I have to go upstairs to get away from her. Thankfully, she doesn't come up there, yet. I have always been the boss of the house, until now. Somehow, I think she is undermining my authority. What do you think?

Thursday, November 02, 2006

Wednesday, November 01, 2006


There is a little mothy miller poised above my head. Every so often, it moves it wings, to let me know it is real and not a toy of some sort. I finally figured out, it is outside! I took my delicate paw and tried to smash it flat, and it flew away, probably to torture some other kitty, in some other town, in the blogosphere.

~Mittens Pollypaws~