Time to hibernate

If I had a choice, I’d hibernate from now until about April. That, unfortunately, isn’t going to happen. But the cats in the house have the right idea. The cat beds (and there are many in our house) and blanket-covered easy chairs, are filling up. Maybe in my next life I’ll be an indoor kitty and snag a cat bed in a sunny spot on cold winter days.





Who needs Black Friday when you can curl up in a warm bed and sleep the day away?

Rita update

Just a quick update for those of you wondering how Rita is doing…

The answer is: better. She is having a good time seeing lots of other kitties at Barb’s house and has perked up a good deal. She is still having trouble passing stool, and needs nightly massages to help her do that. Very easy for her to bounce between diarrhea and constipation, and there is a chance that she suffers from megacolon, but too soon to make that call yet.

But she is letting herself be pet and handled, she is purring, and doing what we call “elevator butt” in response to pets on her lower back. Kneading her blankets, and generally doing better.

She goes back to the vet’s probably on Wednesday, when she has finished her course of antibiotics. And I have my fingers crossed big time…She will be combo-tested for FIV/FELV and if she is free of those, she is going to be joining our household for good. (If she has one of those, we also have good places for her to be that do not involve going back outside to live.) She is not a hearty soul, and really not suited to being an outdoor kitty. Though she will probably never be a lap cat, she shows many signs that she can be a comfortable part of our indoor crew.

It will take some time to get everyone adjusted, and she will need to have her own space and litter box until we are sure that we know what she is and isn’t producing, but she can have kitty visitors in her room. With six cats, we’re quite used to making introductions, and our youngest, Minh, (our orange kitty) will probably be happy (in the long run if not the short) to have a young cat in the house to play with him. The rest of our crew is quite a bit older than him and tend to be more annoyed than amused by his attempts to play. I bet Rita will be glad to have a playmate. Minh was a feral kitty, about Rita’s age when we brought him in. He, too, is a special needs kitty – his mouth was a bloody mess that nothing helped until we had all of his teeth removed. Since then he has been a happy boy, and a bit of a piggy…have to watch his weight. Like all ferals (previous ferals) he wants to eat anytime, never sure when the next meal will be served.

Minh and dinner

Minh says: “Did I hear right? Are you getting me a little sister?”

So, keep your fingers crossed. I got attached to this little girl while caring for her, and it would be a good Thanksgiving present to know that she will be a permanent part of our household.


In the U.S. Thanksgiving is approaching. That’s busy time for pet sitters. Come Thursday the days are loooonnnng!! So before we get there, here are some of the creatures I’m thankful for. Some live with me, others are clients’ pets, and some are Derry Township Community Cats. So thankful for all of them…



Black cat behind tree


Me and Butterscotch




Kitty #1


Cats in a box




Black cat

Love wholeheartedly, be surprised, give thanks and praise then you will discover the fullness of your life.
– David Steindl-Rast

Happy Thanksgiving everyone!

Rita, Roger…Rita update

We seem to have had a lot of difficulty figuring out the sex of this little kitty we’ve been caring for.  She started as Rita…then  we thought she was actually Roger…turns out she really is Rita.

You can trust us this time…the vet is the final authority here. Poor Rita got an unexpected visit to the vet today.

Rita was doing great for quite a few days, and then earlier this week, she got lethargic and wouldn’t eat. Fluids, said the vet. The good news is that Rita has a scruff now, something she didn’t have when we first captured her. She’s actually gained some weight. We tried to give her fluids the first day we had her and we couldn’t get a needle to stay between her fur and body. She was that dehydrated. She has a scruff now, and one dose of fluids and Rita looked much better, and started eating again. For a day. And then she stopped eating again.

Several fluid applications later, we discovered that Rita was severely constipated, and Barbara, one of the Derry Township Community Cats folks who knows feral/community cats very well, whisked Rita off to the vet. Relieved of her constipation, she is on some pain meds and other things to prevent further episodes, and make her feel better. It may be that she had diarrhea for so long that her muscles just got out of shape. At any rate, she’s cleaned out now, and definitely more comfortable. She’s staying with Barbara now, since Barbara is amazingly skilled at medicating kitties who aren’t domesticated, and I’m newer at this. Rita needs the best we can give her, and that’s Barb at this point.

The report is that she ate very well this evening, and is settling in at her new foster home nicely. She’s actually in a space where she can see other cats, and that’s probably a lot more fun for her than my spare bedroom where she’s by herself a lot. But I do miss her! Hisses and all. And am thinking good thoughts for her continued recovery.

Rita’s snuggle friend while she was here with me was this cute little stuffed toy.

stuffed toy

It needed, and got, a bath this evening. But tomorrow I’m sending it to her with my good wishes. I’m sure her snuggle friend will make her feel better in no time.


Roger’s new digs

I thought it might be time to update those of you following along with Roger’s journey. If you’re new here, Roger is a 6 month old feral kitten, part of a colony Derry Township Community Cats is caring for, and he was really looking quite sick. Quite. He was sick enough that I was able to capture him with just a blanket one day. He had Hookworms (very nasty things that eat you up from inside) and other health problems, and was so thin we couldn’t even get a needle to stay in him to give him fluids. So for now, he is living in my spare bedroom, and will be for quite a while until he is healthy enough to go home.

Roger has finished a week of medications of various sorts, and he had to live in a live trap during that time so we could get our hands on him twice a day to medicate him. The traps are not exactly spacious, but he improved while there. He has been eating two 5.5 ounce cans of cat food a day, which for a cat who probably weighs about 4 pounds max, is a lot. Eye drops have cleared up his eyes, and he is alert  and doing so much  better. He’s hissing at me like crazy now, which means he feels better. He’s got some spunk in him again.

When we finished Roger’s last dose of meds last night he got moved to new and spacious digs – a large dog crate.

Roger's crate

Covered in fleece, along with some blankets, it is a nice cozy cave for the scared little guy. He’s got some nice fleece inside too – check it out.


He’s feeling pretty shy, and I didn’t want to stress him by doing too many photos, but here’s one where you can see a little more of him. I had to use a flash, so his eyes are fine – just startled by the flash. He’s eating like the proverbial pig, and after I added a little dirt to the litter in his box, he has figured out what the litter box is for – hooray!!


In the meantime, he has room service and we’re looking forward to seeing him with a few more pounds on him over the next weeks. He’s here for as long as it takes. He’ll be our Thanksgiving guest, and Christmas guest if need be.