"I also need some money for a treat, said the blonde." - Christi Adkins
It wasn’t too long after our cat Laddy ran away sometime between 1975 and ’76 that a new stray kitten ingratiated himself to us and merged his little self into our household. My Dad gave him the moniker Charcoal simply because he was solid gray…charcoal gray. I had established a fondness for kitties at a young age, and I fell in love with this little guy right off the bat. We decided to keep him as an outdoor cat that would occasionally come inside.
I had long pined for a new kitten and Lisa finally succumbed to my wishes in October of 1995 by picking up a kitten for me at the local pet store, and presenting him to me for the one-year anniversary of our meeting on October 21, 1994. He was an adorable little white seven-week-old kitten with un-uniform splotches of tabby stripes throughout his frame. Pets were allowed at our Woodman Park Apartment complex, but we were supposed to report that we had one so we could pay an additional amount of rent. With this we decided not to bother. I named him Stymie, after my favorite Little Rascals character. Never mind that he wasn’t black. Read the rest of this entry »
In the Summer of 2004, during one of our annual outings to the Ascension festival, Carolyn and I treated Ashleigh to a few games of ‘throw-the-ping-pong-ball-into-the-outrageously-colored-water-in-a-goldfish-bowl’ challenges. After tossing a few dozen balls, Ashleigh finally made one into the bowl where she won a free…drumroll…goldfish. Assuming that this fish would be dead in a matter of hours after bringing him home, we complacently shoved him into a clear Pyrex bowl and waited out his life. Read the rest of this entry »
Recently, Tiny the one-year old kitten has developed a keen awareness and passion for fine foods. Just look at the picture at right to see her ogling Ashleigh’s frozen waffle. In the past, we have always kept the cat treats on the counter next to the jug of regular cat food. One day about two weeks ago, I went to feed the cats and noticed that the treat bag was missing. I thought this odd, but did not really dwell on it, and ended up just opening another bag. A couple of days later, I noticed that this treat bag was missing as well. Read the rest of this entry »
Before you click the “Read the rest of this entry>>” button, please go back and look over the posting found here, which describes our kitten Tiny’s ascent to the top of the cupboards. Yes, that was cute and all, but take a look at what I found when I came home from a shopping trip on Saturday afternoon and try and explain this…