To bathe a cat takes brute force, perseverance, courage of conviction – and a cat. The last ingredient is usually hardest to come by. ~Stephen Baker
After the tigers had been fed last evening Ptah is doing figure-8s around my legs so I squat down and start to pet him. After a couple minutes Gabby goes over to his spot in front of the speaker and sits down. Ptah sees him and ditches me to go snuggle with Gabby. Sheesh.
A couple weeks ago I heard a story about a clinical study to test the effectiveness of Glucosamine Hydrochloride in the treatment of arthritis in two leggeds. The study found that glucosamine was no more effective than the placebo given to half of the subjects. I don’t know about the two leggeds but there was a noticeable improvement in Min’s condition using ArthriMaxx and the improvement seen in Kismet is even more noticeable with Dasuquin. Both meds have glucosamine hydrochloride as the active ingredient with Dasuquin definitely the most effective. Speaking of Kismet she’s been over 8 pounds for 2 weeks now. Lookin’ good and her vocalizations will wake the dead. She’s feelin’ gooooood.
I posted this at the end of last week’s Caturday but figured not many would see it.
It’s really cooling down and after I fed them this evening I was treated to multiple examples of the crazies. Cats chasin’ each other all over the place. The space between the fan and the wall is about 30?, prolly less. Usually, one will be sitting between the fan and the wall, preventing whoever is in the kitchen from getting out. Sitting at the table I can’t see who that is. I took the pic standing. Solution: jump over fan. Seen it a thousand times. They leap onto the fan, spring off and the fan goes ass over tea kettle. This cheap ass fan is close to 10 years old and should have died long ago. The feet are broken off and the handle is held together with, say it with me, duct tape. Anyhoo, I’ve picked the fan up a couple times tonight already. I see Feurae in the kitchen and by the way he’s acting there’s a player in the fan/wall opening. Feurae is near the water bowl, about 3+ feet from the fan. He leaps, lands on top of the fan and springs off. The fan doesn’t even shimmy. Now that’s a light touch and he’s a big boy.
The evening crazies are fun to watch. Nothing is safe from these guys. The sweater that Toes likes so much lasts about 10 minutes before it ends up on the floor.
Link time. I found a number of them this week that are pure eye candy.
Ever tickled a skunk? (h/t to Eli)
Wallpaper While the two baby white tigers are just drop dead adorable the pic before it (click Prev) is now my wallpaper. Too cool.
One on tip-toe cannot stand.
One astride cannot walk.
One who displays himself does not shine.
One who justifies himself has no glory.
One who boasts of his ability has no merit.
One who parades his own success will not endure.
In Tao these things are called "unwanted food and extraneous growths,"
Which are loathed by all things.
Hence, a man of Tao does not set his heart upon them.
Tao Te Ching, 24, Lao Tzu
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Cats are the ultimate narcissists. You can tell this because of all the time they spend on personal grooming. Dogs aren’t like this. A dog’s idea of personal grooming is to roll on a dead fish. ~James Gorman