Tanith, the fluffy ball of fluffy doom.
adjective cat is adjective
Tag: cats
snuggles
Conquered in the Name of Cat
, Tanith holding down a sleepy Tony.yo, meme just got epic
how do indoor cats catch fleas?
Arrived home to a chemical tang, even with the windows wide open. Three fleas were found in the last four weeks, which is two fleas too many, so David took it upon himself to powder the carpets and wash, collar, and pest-poison the cats while I was away. Given that they have never had a bath before, I can’t help but feel he was terribly brave.
Also, for the record, apparently off-the-shelf hairball medicine is marketed as “cat lube”.
at a loss
David‘s rabbit Emmerson abruptly died today.
Upon arriving home, I also discovered that both my cats are suddenly sick. Tanaquil is not keeping food down and Tanith has diarrhea. I’m concerned there is a particular illness affecting all of them, but don’t know anything about cross-species disease.
Does anyone here have any information?
I cannot afford to take them to the vet.
who wants a rabbit?
My two cats have been dealing surprisingly well with the introduction of the rabbits. They stop, stock still, when they notice Emerson is out, and look vaguely offended, as if this new, small cat is an affront against nature. “Look at those ears. There’s something wrong with those ears. What is this defect doing in our house?” Then they quietly, in almost ninja cat movements stalk up to him and arrange themselves just out of reach, preferably over him somehow, on a table of a couch, and watch, twitching, horrified at the living mystery that is A Bunny.
Tanith, the fluffy, more laid back one of my two, has been adjusting much faster than Tanaquil, my sleek hunter of boundless energy, who is far more likely to be the culprit when anything gets knocked off a shelf. She even played with Emmie a bit last night, batting about a toilet paper roll with him in the living-room before she decided he was just too weird.
Emmie, meanwhile, is thrilled with his new home. He has two cats to run at, a coffee table to hang out under, and attention whenever he wants it. It’s almost embarrassingly entertaining.
Our other rabbit, Fido, needs to find a new home. As a solo rabbit, he’s incredible, the most adorable little velvet soft gray creature your addled minds can imagine. He’s active, cuddly, sweet, and brain meltingly cute, (long walks on the beach not included), but when David took him, he took him as a rescue from certain death by mistreatment, from a home that didn’t have him fixed and now his hormones are causing him to be continually cruel to Emerson as he tries to assert his dominance, who, not having those chemicals, can’t react properly enough to make it stop.
The biggest issue, though, is that while we don’t want Emmie hurt, what we really don’t want is to give Fido to a shelter that might put him down. As with any animal, it’s a lot less effort to find a home for one that’s already fixed. So, if you would like a sweet little bunbun, or know anyone who might, please spread the word.
If adorable bunny pictures are required, I will take some, and paste his widdle picture absolutely everywhere until you all are brainwashed and cannot resist our damned cute bunny anymore.