Saturday, September 23, 2017

Happy Caturday

Happy Caturday to all our furriends. 

Can you believe we just ticked the calender over into fall?? 
If you live in the Southeast, sure doesn't feel like it!

So, today, we wanted to show you a picture Mom took of me, 
the unbelievably purrfect and brave Leia.


Now, we know this isn't really a "good" picture, it was more of an accident,
but it does have a certain noir quality that we really liked. 

I look like one of those mystery interviewees on a tv show.

And here is another shot, with more light.


Enjoy your weekend!


**Our sweet furriend Phoebe is having a tough time right now, medically. 
Our thoughts and purrayers are with her and her family.

Saturday, September 16, 2017

Furriends & Fellow Bloggers, Lend Us Your Ears....

Rainbow Bridge New Resident
Our deepest sympathies go out to the family of Zoe (Animal Shelter Volunteer Life), a beautiful housepanther who passed away very recently. We grieve with her family; we rejoice knowing she was very well loved. Please visit her family. http://animalsheltervolunteer.blogspot.com/2017/09/fly-free-sweet-zoe.html




Because both of ours are wonky at the moment! I, the beauteous and brave and mighty Princess Leia, was diagnosed yesterday with ::whispers:: chiggers in one ear. HOW does that happen? No lady should ever have chiggers in the ear, it's just embarrassing. The vet guy gave me a shot of something (Ivermectin) and said that would hopefully kill the irritating little bug. But he didn't seem too sure about that, so maybe somebody out there has a suggestion for us.

And Toby, well, he definitely has infections in both ears (but no chiggers!). Yeast in one, bacteria in the other. He had to have his ears washed out (today and regularly), AND they really violated his dignity and his privacy AND his purrsonhood by attending to his ::more whispers:: anal glands.

:pawse:

On the whole, I think the anal gland thing is worse than chiggers.

Stay healthy, guys. We all know where we have to go if we don't!

Wednesday, September 13, 2017

Monday, September 11, 2017

Home, Safe.

We hate to say this was the storm that wasn't, but by the time Irma arrived, it wasn't nearly what we had been told we would be getting. These things happen. We are all extremely happy to be back home. Thanks to everyone for their purrayers and good wishes for us. 

We will just post a few pics from our Big Family Adventure and go get some sleep:








Sunday, September 10, 2017

Final Preparations - Please Pray for Us



I'm taking a quick break from my prep work to move us to my workplace. The above is the room I've staked out. My sister will join us there. I think we should be reasonably comfy, at least until the power goes out.

The weather is getting scarier. Voluntary evac. for Leon County - which has NEVER been evac'd before. Except for those in mobile homes. Other people will be entering the building as well. The Red Cross decided to move their shelter to a nearby school, so we have room. I'm glad there will be a few, but not many, others in the building. 

I'm packing for two levels: immediate needs until at least Tuesday morning. And in case I return to complete devastation, I'm also packing those items I must have in case I need to rebuild, like my laptop, e-reader, iPod and all the cats' food, medications, plus their favorite items. Also, critical documents like my birth certificate and SS card. I made a list! I love lists.

The danger with Harvey was massive flooding; Irma is bringing high winds, sustained winds. Frame houses are likely to suffer structural collape (roof gone, walls cave in) - which my renter's insurance WILL pay for. I have a basic policy, as long as the water enters somewhere other than the bottom. 

The cats are freaked. Both are in hiding, however they can't get under the bed. We all know how much fun it is getting a cat out from under the bed.

I don't know when power will be restored. I'm reasonably confident that we will be quite safe in the other building. Past that, I cannot say what my life will be like post-Irma. Probably it will be nothing more than inconvenient.

And now my laptop is powering down and will be packed away. I hope to post an update in a couple of days. Please pray for all of us in Irma's path.

- Toby, Leia and Cathy

Thursday, September 7, 2017

Freaky, Fussy Friday


So, Mom says there is a great big meanie out there called Irma, and 
she's apparently headed more or less in our direction. Depending on the day and time of day. 
It keeps changing. 

So, she's frazzled. And we naturally, are doing our best to keep her calm. This can be really hard to do, if you have our kind of hoomin. She says we may have to leave our home to go shelter two miles down the road. We definitely don't wanna leave but if the winds get bad enough...

So hang in there, guys, if any of our furriends are in the path of this monster.

We're going back to sleep in case we need our strength soon.




Mom:
My workplace (a nice big, solid, brick building) is now a Red Cross shelter, right now for evacuees from S. Florida and the Keys. 
We live in Tallahassee, FL; at 7 am we had almost no weather to worry about, at 2 pm it was going to be a horrible mess, and at 5 pm, we're back on track for a not too bad serving of Irma (about Monday).

We live in a frame duplex. A Cat. 1 should be fine, but if it gets higher... I literally have a sign on a room door at work reserving it for us! It's a small room with three couches. Much nicer than a cot. But really, it's for the cats. I'm just incidental here.

Here's the truly insane part: only two major Interstates out of Florida. It's all gridlocked. Hotels are impossible to find; gas shortages due to evacuees mean a lot of people are likely to run out of gas on the open highway. And there's a storm coming...

Oh, and because the track keeps shifting - they keep calling for more evacuations!

Monday, September 4, 2017

Mancat Monday

Happy Labor Day Monday!


Look at these pictures, I ask you. 

What do you, fellow felines, see?


Yep, a peacefully sleeping mancat. Dignified, handsome.

Pretty much, with a DO NOT TOUCH sign on me.

Right?



What do HOOMINS see?

SQUEEE!!! Pile of warm orange smooshy furs!
Bring on the Finger Snorgle Monsters!

And with the ever popular, face rubbing in my tummy, too.

There's just no training them NOT TO.