Cats Are so Bold Sometimes

Link for video here: http://www.wimp.com/dogbeds/

This is an aside and has nothing to do with my lazy way out till I finish work on a long post. I’ve been working a bit at a time since my days are filled with so much pet care and I have little time and energy left after 8pm when I am mostly finished with pet chores for the day.

I’ve had back and forth ID problems as I’ve attempted to determine 2-3 butterfly species. Of course that has nothing to do with this video that I think is so darn cute. I figured I had better throw something out lest this blog site totally dry up. Most days there about 2-3 visitors and that is just “plum pitiful.”

I hope whoever drops in will find this video worthy of a look. It is cute for sure and I’ve had the same thing happen in my house with a cat or two who seem to love the smell of a dog’s bed and thus find it more appealing than a bed of their own. Cats are so bold and have no problem going to sleep on one of my dog’s bed or in a favorite chair.

I initially saw this video on Paulette Mahurin’s blog. Paulette and her husband Terry have been involved in dog rescue for about 28 years or more. She is donating all proceeds from her book, “The Persecution of Mildred Dunlap,” to a no-kill shelter in Ventura county, California.

The idea for this book came about while Paulette was taking a creative writing course and her teacher showed the class a picture of two women back in the 1890’s. The class was asked to look at the pic and write a story that involved a secret and maybe a mystery? Anyhoo that was Paulette’s original story which took on a life of its own while researching for the assignment. I may not have all of this exactly right but that is the gist of how her book began. It is a good one and has over 200 reviews on Amazon.

http://thepersecutionofmildreddunlap.wordpress.com/ (Paulette’s blog address)

Click on the link below to open the video. Thanks for visiting and watching.
http://www.wimp.com/dogbeds/

Meet Henri of YouTube Fame: View Only if You Like Cats

Will Braden is the young man who initially filmed the family cat as part of an assignment while attending film school. The project received high praise and Henri the French gatto was born. Each video is solely produced by
Will Braden.

Perhaps all or most of the viewers who are fond of cats are already familiar with Henri.

Personally I find these videos hilarious and I hope that viewers of this video, will as well.

Cat Quotes, Observations

Elkie mauled by pit bull. Saved from euthanasia by Dr. D.

Boogie: arrived at our home as a feral tom. Boogie became very docile after he was neutered. Now he is a dapper dude in his tuxedo.

Gregory arrived at our home about 4 years ago. Semi-feral, very thin, fur was matted. He is now a handsome gentleman.

Some of my favorite quotes and my observations of cats:

“There are two means of refuge from the miseries of life: music and cats.” — By Albert Schweitzer

There is nothing better, when feeling down and out than to listen to some calming music while petting  a cat that is sitting in my lap,  with another cat perched on the arm of my recliner and one more cat draped around my shoulders. This is the epitome of relaxation which allows me to forget about my worries for awhile.

“Cats are rather delicate creatures and are subject to a good many ailments, but I have never heard of one who suffers from insomnia.” — By Joseph Wood Krutch

Well, one thing is for sure. Mr Krutch hit the nail on the head. As I watch my cats sleep,  I’m so envious. They literally sleep about 16 to 20 hours- give or take an hour or so according to age. The older cats sleep until time to eat, groom, and go to the bathroom.. If only humans were able to sleep so easily with seemingly not a care in this troubled world!

“I had been told that the training procedure was difficult. It’s not. Mine had me trained in two days.” — By Bill Dana

Cats are intelligent beings. Mine let me know when they are hungry. One cat sits in a chair at the table and watches my every move as I attempt to eat breakfast. One cat touches my arm and looks into my eyes (never make eye contact with a cat unless you want to find yourself surrendering to that look of “feed me now.”) Shooing the cat away only causes guilty feelings so after I have taken several bites of my breakfast, I get up and feed my cats. After I feed the cats I still feel guilty because I did not place their needs before mine. So, definitely cats actually know how to train the dummy that “lives with them.”

“For me, one of the pleasures of a cat’s company is their devotion to bodily comfort.” — By Compton McKenzi, Sr.

I’ve had a cat/s in my life since I was a toddler (and other animals as well). And it never fails to amaze me how my cats seek the warmest, sunniest, or softest, pile of clean laundry on the kitchen table. One or two will settle in for a nap after picking the perfect site. The cats just seem to exude contentment with their furry self tucked into a ball. If a cat or two decides to nap on the clean laundry, I often find myself their servant, for I simply do not possess the will to move them- they just seem so content and happy in that particular spot.

Post and photographs: Yvonne

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Betsie was caught as a feral kitten by a wealthy lady. She asked my vet to euthanize her after learning that the kitten had ringworm. “I can’t bring that into my home. My vet asked me to take Betsie. I spent $200 to rid her of ringworm.

Notes From a Dog’s Diary and and Notes From a Cat’s Diary

This has been going around the web for quite some time. I think it is brilliant. However, I have no idea who initially put this on the web or if it was copied from a magazine or a book. For now this entry, which was sent to me by a friend, will just say author un-known. If anyone out there knows the name of the author please make a comment with the info and place it with this post.  And I will give credit where credit is due!!!!   

 Thanks, Yvonne               

 Excerpts From a  Cat’s Diary 

Day 983 of my captivity….

My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets.

Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.

The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape.

Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a ‘good little hunter’ I am. Bastards.

There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of ‘allergies.’ I must learn what this means and how to use it to my advantage.

Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow — but at the top of the stairs.

I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released – and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded.

The bird has  to be an informant. I observe him communicating with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe. For now.

Excerpts From a Dog’s Diary

8:00 am – Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30 am – A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40 am – A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
10:30 am – Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
12:00 PM – Lunch! My favorite thing!
1:00 PM – Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
3:00 PM – Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
5:00 PM – Milk Bones! My favorite thing!
7:00 PM – Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
8:00 PM – Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
11:00 PM – Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!

Idiots Who Reference Animals in an Idiom -October 21, 2012 @2353 (11: 53pm)

 

Muddy: “Cooked as a dog’s hind leg” (There is meaning in this idiom).

An idiom is sort of  a manner of speaking slang- at least this is my thinking. I learned just about all  of these so called idioms as I was growing up on a farm in central Texas.

Some of these old sayings just add a little something when chatting with relatives or friends. I still use some of these in what I call my everyday vocabulary.

Anyway to get back to the use of animals in our idioms.  Maybe humans are the idiots and dogs are the more intelligent ones.

There are quite a few  more old sayings that I did not include. Does anyone out there care to add some that you have heard about or use?? Please send in some comments if you do or just plain comment.

  THE LIST

Gone to the dogs

In the dog house

My dogs are barking

Dog tired

Dog days of summer

It’s a dog’s life

Call off the dogs

Meaner than a junk yard dog

Sicker than a junk yard dog

Let sleeping dogs lie.

You can’t teach an old dog new tricks

Crooked as a dog’s hind leg

They dogged me all day.

Looks like something that the dogs drug (or is it dragged) up and the cats wouldn’t eat.

This dog don’t hunt

I’m dog tired

My dogs hurt

He who runs with dogs catches fleas 

It’s a dog eat dog world out there

Every dog has his day

The dog that barks the most is not always the one that bites

He was all bark and no bite

 

Post and photograph: Yvonne

Dr. D’s Dogs Getting A Summer Trim

These photos were taken late spring of this year.

Dr. D. had decided to have her two dogs wear a “lion” clip for the summer.  And she wanted to leave more mane” than what a “lion’s clip” should like. This “dog do” is a bit odd-looking. I guess this is a hair cut that has to “grow on you.” At least there is not so much hair to sweep up each day. Dr’s dogs really shed a lot but that is the price you pay when you own a dog with long hair.

Annie the Australian Shepherd is a hyper dog and her mama helps makes things easier for the groomer as well as her dog. Dr. D. uses a  short acting sedative and Annie is cool as a cucumber while being groomed. Annie appears dreamy-eyed with her eyes sort of half closed in these photos. The medication wears off in a little more than an hour. This grooming session went smoothly and did not turn into a “hair raising” event.

Annie: “I’m so sleepy.”

Annie looking very sleepy

Marley: “There went most of my hair.”.

Marley is always cooperative when being groomed

Post and photographs Yvonne

 

Cat Expressions (Click smaller photo to enlarge)

Clutter is a better place to nap.

Cat expressions are cute and funny. The various faces are so comic and cause me to make a mad dash for my camera. The expressions have often made my day and maybe these will give you a smile as well.

Take the camera away, please!

Do I look like I put my paw in your glass of water?

You wanted to see teeth?

I think I ate a little too much cat nip.

Dogs That Play “Rough and Tumble” (click photos to enlarge)

Molly in sepia color

I shall choose just the right one

This berry looks just right

Rocket, “I will not look at dumb dogs.”

Molly, “That pup is a butt biter. I am not a cow.”

Rocket (Border Collie), “Those dogs are disgusting”.

Molly, “I’ll get even with that oaf.”

Perfect desert

Molly, “That pip squeak meeds to go home,now!”

Thinking and watching

A quiet watch from the beautyberry shrub

 

Three of my dogs love playtime which is several times a day. Lately they’ve had a visitor, Zoey, to play with who REALLY likes to play rough. She is becoming well socialized with other dogs and people. In fact, maybe she is too socialized, as far as her dog friends are concerned. There is one problem when she plays. Zoey, the none chocolate dog in the photos, happens to be an Australian Cattle Dog. This dog breed herds cattle by biting or nipping at the heels/butt of any cow that is not moving along with the herd. So, given the nature of this little dog, she bites the other dogs as she plays. The bites are almost always on the rump. I have watched the dogs play and she gets down and dirty with the two labs. Puppy, the other chocolate colored dog is a Border Collie and Australian Shepherd cross who is very nimble and is smart enough to stay out of her way. 

 

Puppy, is the smartest dog that I have ever had the privilege of owning. I have taught him several tricks that have people laughing and wanting to know how I taught him  one particular trick. One day, when I am brave enough to attempt a video with my camera, I will try to capture his best “bark forward.”   

I decided to see what some of the photos would look like posted with captions, so this will be my first attempt trying something different.    

Readers/ viewers please excuse typo under one photo which came out as (meeds instead of needs). I worked and worked to correct the error BUT, it ain’t (isn’t) easy for someone that had one short crash course in how to post pics- It is difficult to explain  the process of getting the photos over to the admin. section and then getting them into a thumbnail gallery plus trying to line them up which causes me a great deal of anxiety and frustration. Anyooooo, I hope to soon get a better handle on this admin. section. Please be tolerant of ignorance.  That old saying of “ignorance is bliss” it just not true in my case.  I am not joking. I have gotten tension headaches from working on this blog. I learned how to work in the admin section with one short tutoring session and the cotton-picking thing will just not behave.  Could I just blame it on my computer? 

Now I just committed another error which I have no idea how to get rid of. Folks, all of  my nutiness is making me really angry. I have no idea how I managed to get a Molly sepia photo in the gallery group of dogs. I can not get rid of it tonight and I am now too tired to keep trying.

Post and photographs Yvonne Daniel