Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Meet the cats



On most farms you will find cats. Cats are good, they keep down the mice population, which you will find on most farms as well.
We have two cats, one is old, cranky and handicaped, the other young, beautiful and cross eyed.They have one thing in common: both live in the house - not anywhere close to the mice vincinitys.
How did this happen?
Taffy the old one, is fourteen, has already spent his seven lives, but must have been granted another seven by some nice fairy. So far he has outlived any other cat we have ever owned. Something is not wired right in Taffys brain. He will try to jump up a tree and miss the stump by two feet, or he'll try to get up onto the couch, but after a backward summersalt ends up back were he started.
Since he has lived with us all his live and survived stunts like jumping on top of the roaring wood stove or falling into a pan full of motor oil, he is here to stay. Even his digestive system is of rather delicate nature and will only tolerate the most expensive cat food. Otherwise he will puke all over the place, preferably on the carpets.
Did I mention Taffy will not catch any mice?
Two years ago I decided that the farm needed a barn cat. To the local shelter we went. There I was told that the cat of my choice would have to stay indoors for at least a month before I was allowed to introduce her to the barn. Right, I'm sure the kitty is counting the days before she can move to the great outdoors! Needless to say, I did not choose to take home another housecat. Meanwhile my oldest daughter had fallen in love with an indeed beautiful kitten.
Since it was Christmas she did get to take Charlotte home. Charly was the calmest kitten ever, quiet, sleeping a lot, I was smitten!
Turns out quiet and sleepy translated to sick, very sick kitten.
Sick kitten in car and hysterical daughter in tow we drove to the vet, to find out Charles was indeed very very ill and had to stay.
Three days later and $250 poorer we had a still sick Charly at home. Now we had to force feed this still amazingly strong creature. Let me tell you,cats do not like to be force fed, nope, not at all. The deal is, when a cat has a runny nose it cannot smell and if a cat cannot smell its food,it will not eat it!
Charles did fully recover and she does catch mice!
What's the catch? Turns out my husband is highly allergic to her - but she charmed herself into his heart and onto the couch!






2 comments:

dubaibilly said...

Oh dear! Taffy looks ever so cross about something and Baggins loves to curl up in sinks and things just like Charly. Interestingly Baggins will not eat cat food unless it is the most expensive in the shop! Won't touch human food at all and pukes his food up because he eats it too quickly! We have started giving him dry food first before he eats the proper cat food - that way he doesn't throw up right after eating.

DB

Yellow Jacket Ridge Angoras said...

I laughed....and I laughed.....because I have a cat who is most likely mentally ill. If life is not perfect he behaves poorly. If he is upset with someone he will pee in their shoes.

 
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