Daphne spends a lot of time at the top of the tower, but seeing Sapphire on the tower, too, was a treat.
We’re checking in late, but there’s nothing new to report.
Rossie puts herself to bed if I am not there to tuck her in at 8 pm. She likes routine. Sapphire hangs out with Sneaky during the day. Mr. L is doing his best to earn Daisy’s affection, and she spends most of her time upstairs in his room, so he may be having some success. I’m the meanie who makes them do things they don’t like to do, and he’s the nice guy.
Ajax and Lady have been demanding of attention. Tarzan does, too. Delta, at certain times and places wants her fair share. Ruby is around. Daphne is Daphne.
Zelda is usually under the back porch or my truck. She paid a visit to our neighbors earlier in the week. She sometimes disappears for a day, but I don’t think she goes too far, and I think it’s more I don’t see her than she disappears. Walter is usually on the side porch in the morning, and as long as it’s not too late in the day, I can call him up from under the house. I’m not sure where he spends his afternoons and evenings. Everyone seems healthy and happy, and that’s what I care about most.
I’m going to pout just a little bit. I see all kinds of people who have cats adopt them. These cats or cuddly and playful and allow them to handle them. You’ve heard of the Land of Misfit Toys. I seem to have become the Land of Misfit Cats. Except, I don’t think there’s anything wrong with these cats. They just would have preferred not to have been captured by me. They showed up at my feeder, and my policy is if you eat at my feeder regularly, you have to be spayed or neutered and have your shots. All my indoor cats (except Ajax, Tarzan, Lady, and Sneaky) were captured as kittens when they were past the point of easy socialization.
In short, I don’t think they’re Misfit Cats. I think they’re introverted cats who just want to be left to their own devices. Daphne, Sapphire, and Daisy all get along with the other cats just fine. Okay, Daphne can get a little obnoxious with Sneaky every now and then. Delta and Ruby are doing well, but this is coming as they mellow with age.
We don’t know what’s going on with Rossie. I have to wonder if she’s developmentally disabled. We can never tell if we’re going to be able to approach her or if we’re going to get the wild-eyed “you’re going to eat me” look before she runs. She definitely prefers Mr. L to me but even he has trouble approaching her sometimes.
Sneaky adopted us, and that’s what earned her a place in the house. I couldn’t live with myself for keeping a cat that wanted to be with us outside while we had a bevy of cats who weren’t interested in regular interaction in the house. Since she’s come in the house, she’s chosen to isolate herself from the other cats — we have to keep Ajax away from her, and sometimes, we have to separate Tarzan and Daphne from her (other times, they get along fine). This is easy. During the day, Ajax stays in the kitchen and parlor with Rossie. Sneaky chooses to remain in the dining room, but the door is open so the other cats can interact with her if they choose (usually they just eat her food). Sapphire seems to have taken a liking to Sneaky, but Sneaky seems like she ignores Sapphire.
Daisy has recently earned the right to spend time where she pleases in the house. For the first couple days, she was in the parlor when I closed the door to let Rossie out. Now she stays upstairs with Sapphire and the other cats. Unfortunately, Daisy and Sapphire learned well from Zelda, their mama, about staying away from people.
Lady, Tarzan, and Ajax were hand-raised, and they welcome attention. Delta likes her attention on the bed and standing next to our chairs in the evening. Ruby likes her attention only on the bed but not all the time. Sneaky demands her attention when I sit in her chair. Daphne prefers to be stroked when she’s on the floor or sleeping somewhere, but she doesn’t care to be picked up. We can usually approach Rossie when she’s in certain places but not always.
I have good cats, but they aren’t typical pet cats. I suspect most people would not want most of them, because they don’t fit their expectations of what pet cats should be. While I’m disappointed most of my cats prefer to spend time with themselves, I love observing their individual quirks and personality traits.
As some of you know, I headed to San Antonio last Sunday to do long overdue yard work. I was here long enough at the end of May to do a quick mow, but other than that, I haven’t been here long enough to do real work since April. It’s South Central Texas at the end of July. The yard had not been watered yet this year. When I arrived last Sunday, it was dry and crispy. This is how it looked shortly after I arrived:
The grass that retained green color was listless and laying flat. The yellowish brown grass was burnt and crispy.
Eight of ten cats made the trip with me. Ajax and Daphne remained home. Neither of them travel well, Ajax especially. Ajax and Daphne also give Sneaky the hardest time, so this has been a relatively peaceful week. Lady has been mildly annoying to a couple of the other cats, but we’ve had no serious disagreements.
After hiding for the first two days, Daisy has been out and interacting with the other cats. She even played with Saphhire. Here she is watching out the front door.
Right before I arrived in San Antonio, Alamo Heights moved into Phase 1 watering restrictions. That means I can hand water or use soaker hoses any time, but I can only use the sprinkler before 10 am and after 8 pm on Wednesdays.
We have a lot of shade in our front yard which helps tremendously. I had the cats in the house but I hadn’t unleashed them yet when I turned on the soaker hoses. Within an hour, the grass under the hoses was perking up, and the cats were settling into their San Antonio routines. I used the soaker hoses nearly continuously from the time I arrived until now, especially around the brown and crackly edges. Wednesday, beginning right after midnight, I started the sprinkler to cover the “middles.” By 10 am Wednesday, I’d covered almost all of the front yard with a combination of soaker, sprinkler, and watering ball (hand held). Since then, I’ve been reinforcing stressed areas (mostly on the west side that bears the brunt of the afternoon and evening sun).
The grass stood up enough after getting water that I had to mow this morning. It now looks like this:
Ruby is beyond ready to go home. She spends her nights walking through the house meowing. I think she doesn’t like it here. She may get to board next time.
It seems to me, just a few cats have been getting all the attention lately, so I think it’s time for a generic update on everyone. Here goes: Ajax: The old man alpha cat with soul-searching eyes. He’s long, tall, and skinny. He’s Mr. L’s 11-year-old baby. Most of the … Continue reading →
Thirty days in the slammer wasn’t fun for any of us. People coming and going all day (most of us prefer to be left alone, remember), being ushered from one side of the cage to another for room service, and none of our usual humans to interact with us was … Continue reading →
In a development which will surprise no one, Daisy is now an inside cat. Mr. L expressed concerns that Zelda might reject her since she’s been gone so long as well as a couple other concerns. I need to put together another cat carrier. I have a couple damaged carriers, … Continue reading →
Daisy’s post-spay instructions said to keep her indoors for 10 days. It’s been an interesting experience. I was concerned about what Lady would do. I needn’t have worried. This kitten, who cries at the window to go out, has a growl equivalent to a cat three times her size. She … Continue reading →
Other than our sad news about Nick earlier in the week, the cats’ lives have been quiet. At one time this week, we had four cats lounging on the tower at the same time. I think that’s a first. Rossie was in the bottom “bunk.” Lady was in the middle … Continue reading →
I’ve spent the week working in San Antonio. I took three cats with me so Rossie could experience a less stressful week. Lady, Daphne, and Tarzan came with me. One thing Lady and Daphne got to experience was plenty of backyard time. Daphne had only been allowed limited access to … Continue reading →