If we could we would be jumping up and down! If it’s Saturday, it must be Caturday. We’re excited to announce two giveaway winners and wait for it… the best new cat book we’ve read all year. Really! We can hardly wait to tell you but you’ll have stop by tomorrow for the review, exclusive author Q & A and a whopping five copies to giveaway.
Okay, winners…the winner of a designer cat litter box cover from Cali Cuvs is Kat & the Teenage Mutant Ninja Kitty Horde. The winner of a pair of pink Classy Cat Dishes is Amy Bealer. Congratulations to both of you. Look for an email from Layla info@CatWisdom101.com.
How soon our cute kittens grow up! Odin, while never classically handsome has become an adult cat with cattitude. Maybe it’s the one eye and a nose full of dirt from snorfling for voles, but he’s not pretty. I don’t mind. The wild boy has lost much of his kittenish wild ways and spends more time snuggling with me. The only problem is Merlin who insists on being #1, 24/7.
When Odin wedges himself under my rib cage, purring up a storm, Merlin low growls basso profundo, sniffing and nipping at Odin’s ear. Poor Odin freezes in place enduring the indignity, until Merlin is satisfied that he isn’t the enemy and nestles next to him. My feeling is Odin is preparing for his role to take over when Merlin goes to the bridge. Meanwhile, I play mom, picking mud boogers out Odin’s nose and catering to Merlin’s whim de jour. It’s all good.
Odin and Gris Gris celebrate their second Gotcha Day on Tuesday. Just in case the hurricanes hits, and we’re MIA here’s a recent pic of Gris Gris catching a few rays and Zzzzs. He’s never been happier and like they say, you’ve come long way, baby! Of all our cats, Gris Gris has endured the longest hardship before being adopted by virtue of his age. He’s done his time. Ten years as basement cat plus one year at a shelter earns him some sunshine. At 14, he’s the provider of pure, quiet joy. Seeing his pointy chin and toothless grin brightens any day. I’m thrilled to finally see the six pound mass of sinew and zero fat gain a few ounces. He never strays far from the front door and loves the sun.
Gris Gris (formerly known as Shadow) Survivor. Inspiration. Joy.
Domino, is in fine form, albeit growing groundhog round in the belly. Like all cats he’s fluid sculpture. It’s hard to believe he was ever feral.
What keeps Merlin kicking are his daily walks in the garden. He’s growing more insistent, sniffing the scent of a new interloper in his domain. He may be blind but his sense of smell and direction are fine. I trail him a few feet away and he gets very annoyed if I don’t allow him to find his own way back. He relies on Yes, there might be a new feral. I haven’t seen one but hubby has, twice. All black. Never a dull moment. Cats coming and going. It’s never an accident but part of something greater than us, perhaps a feline Divine Plan.
We hope you keep on the road to your best happy self. Have an excellent weekend! Peace, love and purrs,
Layla, Merlin, Gris Gris, Domino and Odin