Selfie Sunday-Wishful Thinking

The boys are on a diet. Well the boys are back on their diet. Fuzzy George in particular, is a little too plump. Considering that he already has issues with his hips and joints and he is only 3 years old, he really needs to carry a little less heft on those bones of his.  Unfortunately for all of us, eating kibbles is his favorite pastime.  Sneakers is also very fond of eating kibbles, though he controls his intake. Left to his own accord, Sneakers would eat a few kibbles here, a few more there. I could fill his bowl up and not need to refill it for a day or two.

When Fuzzy George came around that all had to stop though. Fuzzy George is a vacuum. Actually a black hole may be more apt. Any food comes near him and it is sucked into the chasm of his mouth never to be seen again. Which is frustrating for both Sneakers and myself.  They get wet food in addition to dry, as the wet food is overall better for them. Wet, or canned food, has more moisture, more protein and less carbs than dry food. Sadly, I have a pair of kibble addicts.

These boys live on hopes of kibbles. The container of dry food lives in my bedroom, as do their dry food bowls. A holdover from when Sneakers was first integrating himself into the house, and possibly from when Crash was around (his old man self needed to eat every few hours. And his arthritic joints didn’t like stairs).  Any way.  Never ending dreams of kibbles, plus the location of  kibbles means I am hardly ever able to walk into my room without seeing a sight like this.

waiting for food


It is rare that they are both in the corner together, so I couldn’t resist getting a shot of them. They made it even better though. They moved in tandem, like a pair of synchronized food beggars.

turned heads

What, us beg for food? Never!

They certainly do make it hard to stick to their diet. Those eyes. The constant refrain of tripping over cats who think they are starving. The chaos that Fuzzy George causes when he is hungry and bored. I know it is for the best for them though. Overweight cats face so many health complications. I have to keep reminding myself of this when I feel like giving in.




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When the cats are away…8

Ok so the cats aren’t technically the ones who are away, they are the ones snugly at home while I am away.

I’m currently out of town. I left Sunday early morning. And man do I miss my cats-all four of them. I have been thinking about them constantly since I left. My heart aches for them. I worry about my girls as it is cold and very snowy in Chicago. I miss Sneakers, who I know is completely lost without me. He never knows what to do when I am gone for work or go out with friends; so I can only imagine how lost he is when I don’t come home for days at a time. I got this picture from my Dad the other day of Sneakers. He’s sad that his food is not there and he is wondering where it is.

Luckily for all of us, I will be home tomorrow night. I did a long weekend visit to my Grandfather in California. Since it is not a traditional vacation and there is lots of down time (but not the relaxing sort) my mind has strayed to the cats more than once. I’ve been stressed, assisting my elderly grandfather is exhausting. I haven’t been sleeping well at the hotel because the pillows are awful and the bed isn’t comfortable. I miss my kitty snuggles at night. Sneakers is my anti-stress cuddle buddy. He is my sleep buddy, whenever I can’t sleep he curls right up and purrs me to sleep. Sneakers and Fuzzy George are the best distractions after long, frustrating, stressful days. And I feel like I need my kitties right now.

The there are my girls. It is cold and there are 3 inches of snow on the ground. I am sure that my father has not shoveled the deck, so my cats are most likely walking around in snow. Thankfully they have a warm, heated house and their food stations are covered. So I’m concerned about them.

Fuzzy George on the other hand, well I’m not super concerned about him. His favorite person is my Dad. He’s getting his daily snuggles and his food. As far as he is concerned, life is pretty sweet.

My cats are currently in the care of my dad. So they have someone home with them, and someone they know. Unfortunately for all, my dad is not generally involved in day to day care of the kitties. So everyone’s schedule has been disrupted. Meals are not at the right time, and I am sure there are other aspects of their daily care are not as they are used to. So not only do my kitties not have me for love and play time, but their routine is disrupted.

While I miss my kitties, I will say that I don’t miss the responsibilities that come with them. Feeding, medicating, cleaning up after them all take an incredible amount of time. Time you don’t realize you are spending until you suddenly have it freed up. Still, I wouldn’t trade them in for all the extra free time in the world.

Tell me friends, what do you do when you travel? How do you cope with missing your kitties? Or do you just not travel because of your cats?

Black and White Selfie Sunday: Perspective

I’ve struggled the last year or so to keep up with this blog. I have struggled to find my voice and my audience, particularly since my senior cats died. I had to step away from my blog and rescue work years ago for some balance in life. Because as much as I love cats, and as much as I want to help all the cats, there is only so much my life can revolve around cats. When I am not blogging I miss it. Which tells me it really is something I need to keep in my life.

Sneakers is frequently the first sight that greets my eyes in the morning. I couldn’t ask for a better way to start a new day than with the sight of my baby cat. In that vein, I decided this should be the first thing readers see as I start a new year and a new chapter in the blog. I will be trying different things out and have a few topics in mind for future posts. I am also horribly excited about going to Blog Paws 2018 conference. I hope to come back refreshed and inspired with mew ideas for the blog.