Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Cat House


Mary Ann and Nemo

When Shiloah and Ben came through with everyone, we offered to watch their cats for them until they could find a house and get settled. Mary Ann and Bianca have been visiting for almost three weeks now. I've never had more than two cats at a time, so to see four of them interacting now is very entertaining.


Mary Man and Bianca

Curtis discovered Mary Ann and Bianca were boys, not the girls we all thought they were. Not knowing how to make Bianca masculine, we still call him Bianca, but Mary Ann became Mary Man. Nemo and Mary Man are pretty good friends, most of the time. Nemo wanders around quite a bit during the day, so Mary Man joined with him.

Then it progressed to these two fighting in the tree, begging at the table, sharing the same tiny litter box at the same time (because nothing says best friends like sharing a litter box).



Bianca was injured so he has stayed holed up in a closet on an afghan most of the time. When nighttime rolled around though, he would come up to see us, eat, and turn into Ninja Kitty. He'd hide out under the beds and swipe at you as you walked by. I don't know how much sleep the boys got with the cats running around constantly all night, but it was fun to watch them tearing around.



I don't have a picture of Missy up here (ever evasive), but she was mad, like usual. She never handles change well, nor new animals. I had no idea that cats hissed and spit THAT much. One night just by chance, she got caught between Mary Man and Bianca and had no escape. They all hissed and spit and fuzzed up but no one moved. Missy's domain is on our bed and she rarely even allows Nemo up there, much less any other cats, no matter how pretty and cute they are. A couple times we got a giggle out of watching her discover we had sneaked Bianca in to cuddle and one Missy discovered him, there was not enough forgiveness in the world for how offended she was. She even hissed at Curtis as if to say "How dare you!!!" If she came upon Nemo, who probably smelled a lot like Mary Man from wrestling with him, she would hiss at him too, as if to say "How dare you associate with those strangers!"

Anyway, we had a pretty good time with the visiting cats. They go home today, but I'm sure it's not the last time we will see them.

2 comments:

Dennis P Salisbury said...

Here`s a comment. It is axiomatic that the best cats are the ones who find you. We live at the corner of two busy roads that used to be country lanes but now have more than our share of rednecks( you know-if you see a dog or cat and think TARGET,ETC)
The cat who survives these idiots and winds up with us has come through the crucible of affliction, literally.

Nina said...

I have 2 dogs and reading your blog has me wanting cats again.