We tried to do a Halloween card one year in which we dressed all the cats up in costumes. This was the year Panda Bear was a clown.
Samoa came into our life in April of 2015. She was rescued by a dear friend from Slavic Village, along with her four kittens, whom we named Ginger Snap, Peanut Butter, S’mores, and Thin Mint. S’mores is the only girl and her tortie markings look just like her Mom Samoa! Ginger Snap is an orange tabby, Peanut Butter is white with orange tabby markings, and Thin Mint is solid black. This first photo is from our first meeting with Samoa and her 2-day old kittens. The second photo is just a week later, and her kittens have grown so much that they look like they are smothering her tiny 7-pound body.
In addition to her own litter of four kittens, Samoa cared for four “Cowboy Kittens” (Cassidy, Clementine, Harlee, and Sadie) for a few days until their Mama Mae West was rescued, and could resume her motherly duties. Mae West was particularly elusive, and now resides with a dear friend.
No sooner than Mae West began nursing her four Cowgirls, than a 2-day-old kitten abandoned by his mother was found in the Waterloo neighborhood. We named this kitten, Snickerdoodle, and he was readily welcomed by Samoa into her little family. Snickerdoodle is mostly white with orange tabby markings, and closely resembles Peanut Butter, so he really looked like part of the family!
Finally came the “Charlie Angels” kittens. Although Jaclyn Fluff, Farrah Fluff Major, and Kate Fluffson did not resemble Samoa or her own babies, they were also lovingly accepted by Samoa and treated as her own. The three black and white tuxedo kittens were rescued from the home of dear friends who have their own little feral family in their garden. By rescuing the tuxie girls, the hope was to give them safe and loving indoor homes, so they were rescued as young kittens close to weaning so they would be easier to socialize.
Samoa was a good Mom (and surrogate Mom) to a total of 12 kittens … patient with her kittens’ antics, and training her babies how to be Good Cats.
While confined to the “back kitten room” (back bedroom), Samoa gradually became comfortable with Sue and would allow Sue to pet her on rare occasions. Samoa would rub against Sue’s legs and was pleased to accept treats. However, Samoa was still easily startled and would hiss loudly when Sue or David moved too quickly or without advance notice.
The orange marking over her left eye made Samoa appear as if she was always raising her left eyebrow at us, as if to ask “What now?”
Over time, after Samoa raised her babies and they started to get adopted, we let her into Gen Pop (gave her full run of the house) with The Furry Bambinos. Samoa was still a foster with us, and would hide when we needed to take her to adoption events. Finally, David stated the obvious as we rode to the third consecutive adoption event without Samoa because we could not catch her. “We may have just adopted our eighth Bambino.” Shortly thereafter, we discussed it over dinner and concluded that she was happy here with us. “Let’s just adopt her.” And that’s how Samoa officially became a Furry Bambino, in early 2016.
Samoa (aka “Shmo”) fit in with The Furry Bambinos very easily. She seemed content to be the low girl on the totem pole of the cat hierarchy. She stood in the background and didn’t seem to care if she was the last one to be fed treats. She never started fights, and always used the litter boxes. She regularly helped the other Bambinos on “Bird Patrol” and “Squirrel Patrol” from her favorite position in one of the “tubes” of the cat furniture.
She also liked to explore. A few times a week we could guarantee hearing a loud “thump” coming from the basement. It was usually Samoa landing on the washing machine after jumping down from exploring the crawl space under the family room. She would emerge with her whiskers covered in cobwebs, then dash off upstairs.
For a long time, she would only eat breakfast by poking her head out from the chair covers in the dining room.
But over time, Samoa became more comfortable and would eat out in the open. During our morning feeding routines, she began to occasionally brush up against David’s legs, and he got so he could stroke Samoa across her head and back after giving her a food dish.
The rest of the time, Samoa usually kept her distance from us. If we came within more than 24 inches of her, she would abruptly dash off to another part of the house. She would sniff a hand extended to her, but we had to move slowly, or else risk a loud snake-like hiss of fear before she dashed off. There were a few rare occasions that Samoa would snuggle with Sue on the sofa.
Samoa made friends with Panda Bear, our friendly tuxedo cat. All the cats in the house, and especially our fosters and former fosters, love Panda Bear. Samoa would walk beside him, brush up against him repeatedly, sleep beside him in the front window or on Sue’s legs on the sofa, and eat next to him.
In Samoa’s last nights with us, we had her sequestered to a large cage in our family room so we could closely monitor her and care for her. Panda Bear walked into her cage, and even in her weakened state Samoa reached her head over to brush against him.
Samoa also had become a play friend for little Farrah Fluff (another new Furry Bambino, c. 2016). Samoa and Fluff would chase each other the length of the house, back and forth, chomp on each other and bunny kick each other’s heads, and then dash off with wild abandon. They both seemed to enjoy the play time.
On Sunday evening, the night before Samoa passed, Farrah Fluff reached a paw into Samoa’s cage to tap (maybe pet?) Samoa on the head, and then came around from another angle to tap her friend on the side. Fluff was obviously checking in with her friend to see how she was doing.
We are so happy we chose to adopt Samoa. We were honored to have been Samoa’s guardians for the relatively short time she was with us. We did our best to keep her well fed, safe, and happy despite her efforts to avoid us.
We wish we had known earlier that she was ill. Cats have a way of hiding their illnesses until it’s too late to save them. It’s so frustrating to know we might have done more for her. We had her at the veterinarian on Saturday, and by late Monday afternoon she was gone. Sue has the lyrics of the Hall and Oates song “She’s Gone” running on a loop in her head.
It’s amazing that such a little cat could leave such a big hole in our hearts. We hope that Samoa will be waiting for us at the Rainbow Bridge. When we get too close, she will probably dash off to hide. So long as we see her there, that’s all that matters.
Until we meet again, Sweet Samoa. We love you!
]]>Today is a melancholy anniversary. Mohawk, One Who Came Before, was adopted 22 years ago this evening. It is also the 11th anniversary of the date Mohawk left us to go to The Rainbow Bridge. Today, I wanted to remember and share with you about Mohawk and his cuddling.
Mohawk really liked to be close to me. He would snuggle on top of me while I was asleep.
He would snuggle next to me while I napped on the couch.
But his specialty in cuddling was jumping on my lap, then pawing at my shirt to indicate that it was time for him to climb inside my clothes with me. He would usually hang out on my lap for about 20 minutes, making me look like I was about 7 months pregnant. Then he would slither out and go about his business.
Several of The Furry Bambinos like to do their best Mohawk cuddle homages.
Ms. Floofs (Caramel) likes to sleep next to us on the bed. She also really likes to nap on top of me while I am on the sofa.
Panda Bear cuddles by telling me to lie down if I am still upright. Panda Bear’s bleat sounds very much like Mohawk’s bleat did. Then Panda Bear will purr loudly while kneading the blankets on top of my tummy, spinning slowing in a circle, then returning to face me. His rhythmic purring frequently lulls me to sleep.
This photo shows the maximum number of Bambinos photographed while cuddling. That’s Panda Bear and Cookie on Gizzy Quilts on the back of the sofa, and Sunny and Sky on my legs.
Recently, even Meerkat has become a cuddler. She has always been more reserved than her sibling Panda Bear, for which we love and respect her. However, this winter has really brought out Meerkat’s desire to snuggle. She will sometimes climb on top of me and sleep there for hours.
The best cuddle photo we have of Meerkat is this one. Padre and Meerkat are our resident Love Cats. That’s Padre with his protective arm around her.
Thanks for reading today. When one of our fur babies is at The Rainbow Bridge waiting for us, remembering their time with us is important.
Namaste.
]]>It’s Me, Padre, Elder StatesCat of The Furry Bambinos!
Five years ago today, Mom and Dad adopted me (Padre), and siblings Panda Bear and Meerkat from this great place!
All three of us are Rescues! We were rescued by the Northeast Ohio animal rescue group PAWS (Public Animal Rescue Society). We are very grateful to have a safe, loving, and forever home now! Special Thanks to Diana (my Foster Mom), and Eileen (Panda Bear and Meerkat’s Foster Mom)!
This is me on Adoption Day, sniffing the couch:
This is Meerkat on Adoption Day, sniffing the bed:
This is Panda Bear, sniffing a glass of water, on October 23, 2007:
This is all three of us together, at dinner time, on October 27, 2007:
Purrs!
Padre
Pee. Ess. I would appreciate if you could spare a few purrs for me. On Saturday I got shoved into the PTU and hauled off to the Emergency V-E-T. (All because of a little tocks problem.) I am home now, and being kept separated from the other Furry Bambinos. I am lonely, and have been yodeling my displeasure. I may need to visit the regular V-E-T today.
]]>If you’ve followed The Furry Bambinos, you probably know the story of Mama Rose and her 6 babies. If not, you can read Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, and the final post about releasing Mama Rose back into the neighborhood.
After we had Mama Rose spayed and released her back into the neighborhood, she kept coming around the house for food. So, late in 2010, I decided to build an outdoor cat shelter for her.
We live in Northeast Ohio, and the winters can get rather brutal and cold. Since we had taken Mama Rose’s babies, gotten her spayed to prevent future litters, and she was coming around for food, we felt obligated to give her a safe place to stay warm in the winter.
Here is how I built her a feral cat shelter. You can find similar instructions to build a similar outdoor cat shelter on some other websites around the internet. At the time, our goal was to build an outdoor cat shelter for occupancy by a single cat.
There were only a few items I needed to build our outdoor cat shelter. Here was my shopping list:
For tools, I only needed an Utility knife and a keyhole saw.
The first items I needed were two plastic tubs with lids. One tub needed to be smaller than the other because my goal was to put one inside the other, and stuff straw and insulation between them.
As you can see in the picture below, the grey container is larger than the green one. The grey container is made of a soft plastic. The green container is made of a very hard plastic. As you will see in the instructions below, if I had to build another of these shelters I wouldn’t use another hard plastic container like the one pictured. The plastic was hard to cut and cracked easily. The plastic grey container was perfect and cut without cracking.
An outdoor cat shelter doesn’t need to be very big. The goal is to give the animal a dry, safe place to sleep and that’s it.
My starting point was to choose the size of the green/inside container first since that was where the cat would actually be sleeping. Containers like these are usually measured in “gallons”, but that’s not how I originally was thinking.
Since I was building an outdoor cat shelter for only Mama Rose, and I knew how big she was, I picked a relatively small container for the inside. I simply measured how much space one of The Bambinos took when curled up asleep on the floor. Then, I bought a container that had about that same space in length and width. It was small: roughly 11 inches wide by 14 or 15 inches long and about 10 or 11 inches high.
I simply chose the size of the grey Outer Container so it could hold the inside container with room to spare for insulation. I’ve long since thrown away the receipt and label for it, but it’s a “Latching Tote” made by Sterilite. The outer dimensions are roughly 18 inches wide by 21 inches long by 17 inches tall, and according to the Sterilite online catalog, that size makes it a 20 or 22 gallon container.
Notice the vertical height of the containers. I had read that the opening for the shelter should be “off the ground” to keep out moisture and other animals, so I made sure to pick a container that had some height to it. The grey container is about 17″ inches tall. It’s plenty tall enough for this shelter.
There is no “one size fits all” container that I can recommend because you probably have different places to shop than we do in Northeast Ohio. Simply build your shelter for the number of cats you’re trying to serve and estimate sizes as necessary. The colors are not important either. I chose what was available. (Although if the outer container had been some bright neon color, I would have bought some brown or green spray paint for it.)
Since one container was going to sit inside the other, I needed a clean, safe way for the cat to get in and out of the final shelter. At my local hardware store, I found something called a 6” Snap Coupling that fit the bill nicely.
The coupling is made of thin plastic and very inexpensive. I think it’s supposed to be used for flexible drain pipes.
At my local hardware store, I found a package that contained sheets of polystyrene insulation. The package of insulation was about 15” wide by 48” tall and contained several 1/2” thick sheets. If your store doesn’t carry the same brand or size, that’s fine. My plan was to cut it to the sizes I needed, so the overall width and height was not important.
The other materials I needed were straw which I found at a local garden center, and two (2) bricks.
Once I had all the materials assembled, I began building the actual outdoor cat shelter. Here is my documentation of the process.
I took the 6” Snap Coupling and simply held it against the inside container, at about the center of one of the shorter sides. Then I traced the outline of the circular coupling on the container so I would know where to cut.
I took the Utility knife and keyhole saw and cut around the circle I traced. This was very difficult to do and the hard plastic was very hard to cut and it actually cracked a few times as I cut it.
As I stated earlier, if I were to build another one of these outdoor cat shelters, I would pick a sturdier type of container for the inside of the shelter.
Here is the final result. You can see the cracks in the plastic under my hand and at the bottom of the opening. I ended putting some duct tape over the cracks just to seal them up nicely.
Remember, the inner container isn’t very big. The hole above is 6 inches across, so the container is only 10 or 11 inches high.
In order to cut the hole for the outer container, I had to make sure the inner container would be in the correct position first.
So, I began by placing the two bricks in the bottom of the grey, outer container. The bricks serve two purposes. First, they provide weight to the shelter so it won’t tip over easily. Second, they lift the inner container so that there can be insulation underneath it.
Next, I used the utility knife to cut some of the insulation to fit in the space between the bricks. Turns out a stack of three slices of insulation was the perfect height to be flush with the top of the bricks.
Here’s the styrofoam in position between the bricks.
Next, just to be sure I had enough insulation on the bottom, I cut a stack of two (2) pieces of insulation to fit on top of the bricks.
Here’s what these pieces looked like in the final assembly. Again, these pieces are on top of the bricks at the bottom of the outer container.
Next I put the Inner Container into position so I could trace the hole location for the outer container.
Here I am tracing the outline of the hole on the inside surface of the Outer Container.
Here is the final result of the tracing.
Next I simply took the keyhole saw and cut along the line. (I had to take the bricks and Styrofoam out in order to be able to handle the container and make the cut.)
Now that the holes for the Snap Coupling had been cut in the Inner and Outer Containers, I could begin the final assembly of the outdoor cat shelter.
I began by putting the bricks and spacing Styrofoam back into place. This time I added some straw to fill in the corner spaces where there was no insulation.
Then I put the two pieces of insulation for the “floor” back into place.
Next I lined up the holes and put the Snap Coupling into place. Here are a couple of photos of the final result.
At this point, the “hard part” of building the outdoor cat shelter was done!
At this point, the only thing left to do was to insulate the space between the two containers. As you can see in the photos below, I needed two pieces of insulation on each of the other sides around the inner container. I simply used my Utility knife to size the different pieces as needed so it would all fit snugly.
Here is the final result before I began adding straw to fill the empty spaces.
Next, I started packing in straw into all the spaces where there was no insulation. I started by shoving straw all around the Snap Coupling so the entrance/exit would be well insulated.
Next I added straw in-between the Styrofoam and the inner container. Fortunately the translucent plastic of the inner container makes it easy to see where the straw is packed in.
Finally, I added straw to the inside of the Inner Container. I wavered back and forth on how much to add, but ended up erring on the side of enough to cover the bottom when smashed flat, plus more on top into which a cat could “burrow” for warmth.
It’s better that the cat can create its own nest to sleep in, so having more straw is better than not enough.
Now it was time for lid of the inner container! It snapped right into position with room to spare on top for more straw.
I covered the top of the Inner Container with more straw for a final bit of insulation.
Lastly, I put the lid on the Outer Container!
From the outside, the outdoor cat shelter simply looks like an innocuous storage tub with a strange hole in it.
At this point, all that was left was a final inspection! Would a cat actually climb inside and use the shelter? Hmmm … maybe the Bambinos could inspect it for me! (To prevent a mess of straw in the house, I removed all the interior straw for this “inspection”).
All five (at the time) of our cats turned out for the inspection. Our largest cat, “Cookie”, immediately climbed inside. You can see her tail dangling out of the shelter here:
Cookie was able to turn around inside and seemed very content with the new facility. She was reluctant to let the others inside, but eventually just about everyone had the chance to try it and climbed in of their own free will.
After the inspection was complete, I put straw back inside the shelter and we worked on deciding where to put it outside.
Overall, this was a fun project for a worthy cause. It took about 2 hours to build the entire shelter once I had all the materials on hand. If you have a reasonable amount of dexterity, you should be able to build your own shelter in about the same amount of time.
The final step was placing the shelter in a good location. Most rescue organizations recommend placing outdoor cat shelters far away from human intervention. In our case, that would mean placing the shelter in a corner of our fenced-in backyard. We knew that Mama Rose rarely ventured into our backyard, and we couldn’t see her changing her routine in the winter.
However, in the front of our house, we have a large Rhododendron bush and some other shrubs. We knew that Mama Rose had a tendency to walk back and forth in the area between the bushes and the house so she could get to our porch to be fed. So, we simply placed the shelter along that path in the front of our house.
There was a double benefit to this placement, the bushes helped shield the shelter from rain, snow, and harsh winds. The bushes also helped make the shelter practically invisible from view by anyone walking by the house.
Overall, the construction project was a great success. We weren’t sure if Mama Rose actually used the shelter until it snowed. That’s when we saw footprints in a pattern suggesting she (or some other cat) had gone in and out of the shelter entrance.
Last year (2011), I opened the shelter up and peeked inside. It was obvious the shelter had been used as sleeping quarters for an animal because of the rearrangement of straw that was left. I put in fresh straw, and sealed it back up for the 2011-2012 winter.
As of this writing, September 2012, Mama Rose still comes around to be fed just about every day, and we have actually seen her poking her head out of the entrance to her outdoor cat shelter, even during the Spring and Fall!
]]>That’s me in the tube, and Sky down below.
Today is a Big Birthday! Sky and I are two years old today! You may remember that there are six of us in this litter, so that means our sister (Marigold) and brothers (Hunter, Rusty, and Woody) are two years old today too! Hunter is in Dad’s lap, and that’s Woody, Rusty, Marigold, and Sky on the floor. They were enjoying a snack of Baby Food! The photo is from October 2010 when we were about 3 months old.
Happy Mother’s Day, Mommy! Mama Rose (feral) still visits us every day and hangs out on the porch. Human Mom and Dad feed her every single day.
You can all come over for a Game of Thundering Herds of Elephants, enjoy some Stinky Goodness, People Tuna, People Salmon, Niptinis and Meowgaritas (milk for the kittens), and enjoy some Nap Action when you want to rest.
Thanks for visiting us! Be sure to visit The Tabby Cat Club today to see photos of our Birthday Toesies!
]]>Panda Bear here, to tell you about a Wonderful Box.
Mom and Dad brought The Wonderful Box home one Friday night back in Feburrrrrary. They put it on the floor in the dining room, but did not open it! We wanted to know what The Box was like.
So we just had to sniff the outside of The Box. And sit on The Box. That’s Cookie sitting on The Box.
Finally, Mom and Dad opend The Box on Saturday, and took all the stuff out. Which gave us the chance to thoroughly examine The Box.
Before I was done checking out The Box, Padre joined me inside. The Box was big enough for both of us!
Padre is giving The Box a Thorough Sniffing.
I am Trapped in a Box of Tremendous Size!
Just hanging out in My Box.
Happy International Box Day Efurryone!
Pee. Ess. Can you guess what was in The Wonderful Box? We’ll tell you about it next time!
]]>as some of you may know, Daddy does a radio show on a local college radio station. he plays show tunes and sound tracks. the Tony Awards are awards that recognize excellence in Broadway theatre, and are on tv right now. which reminds me about Antoinette, a former foster kitteh here.
two years ago, on Sunday, June 13, 2010, a young kitteh showed up at our back door and applied in purrson to enter Furry Bambino Foster Academy.
of course, we accepted her application. Mom named her Antoinette because it was the day of the Tony Awards, which are named for Antoinette Perry.
initially when Mom saw Antoinette on the back porch, she thought i had gotten out! Antoinette bears a striking resemblance to me. don’t you agree? that’s me on the futon.
Antoinette has a gold flame mark on her forehead.
i don’t have a gold flame mark on my forehead, but Cookie does.
Antoinette was young, approximately 10 months to 18 months old. as we soon found out, ahem, she was strongly desiring a ManCat’s attention. loudly and repeatedly! not to worry, Mom got Antoinette an appointment for her ladygardenectomy just a few days later!
Antoinette was affectionate, but would abruptly swat at Mom and Dad (with claws extended) when she had had enough petting. Mom and Dad were concerned about how they would be able to get Antoinette adopted if she might swat at somebody!
in addition, Antoinette was VERY unhappy to be confined to the kitten room, but she hated all of us Furry Bambinos, so she could not have access to the rest of the house. she meowed out the front window to complain about her plight.
one evening, our next door neighbor and his girlfriend knocked on our door because they could hear Antoinette meowing. Tiger Lily, the girlfriend’s cat, was missing, and they asked if we had found a cat. the next door neighbor was a young big burly guy who worked at a fitness club. mom was worried what he might do about us having his girlfriend’s cat. (well, most of her anyway. heh.)
luckily they were just happy to have their cat back. so, Antoinette graduated from Furry Bambino Foster Academy and was “adopted by” (AKA “returned to”) the next door neighbor on Friday, June 25, 2010.
Post Script from Mom: When I tell this story to most people, they find it hilarious that I accidentally had the neighbor’s cat spayed. However, another volunteer in PAWS one-upped me and said “I spay my neighbors’ cats on purpose! If they let their cats outside and they have not been spayed or neutered, I catch them and have them fixed. They go missing for a day or two and then show back up fixed.”
Our now former neighbor let his house fall into disrepair (let the gutters fall off and left them off for several years as one example), quit paying the mortgage, and the house went into foreclosure. His house has FINALLY been sold at auction at a ridiculously low price, which has lowered the values of all the houses on our street. The house is currently being renovated by the new owner who we suspect will try to flip it.
So, yeah, we are REALLY glad that we got that cat spayed!!! Would do it again, on purpose.
]]>Check out this way cool tent Mom gave us for our birthday! Meerkat gave it a Good Sniff. That’s Ms. Floofs (Caramel) inside the tent.
Mom also picked up some way cool toys for us! Here I am checking out the Nip Shrimp. No, it was not a Real Live Fresh Dead Shrimp, but it was still fun.
Mom saw these tasty looking Canadian Geese at the place where she works. No, she did not bring us any Real Live Fresh Dead Geese for our birthday dinner.
Come join us to check out the new tent!
Purrs!
]]>Today is a Special Day in Furry Bambino History.
Twenty years ago today, Mommy and Daddy adopted Clyde as a wee kitten.
Look at those ears! Mom says that yes, Clyde did eventually grow into those ears.
Sometimes Mom or Dad calls me “Clyde” instead of “Sky”. The names sound similar, and we are both Handsome Grey ManCats, so it’s OK. This is a photo of me!
Clyde resides at the Rainbow Bridge now, since February 15, 2007.
We have Clyde and Mohawk to thank for breaking in Mom and Dad for us. We love you Clyde-o!!!
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