So many questions....

It's been over three weeks now since we have seen Chatter.  I know he was happy here, he had everything. Lots of food, clean fresh water every day. My porch with bamboo screens down and ceiling fans going on hot humid days. The company of my other cats, and they all seemed to get along. 

Did he get hit by a vehicle, attacked by a dog or dogs, perhaps coyotes. They come out at night and you can hear them howling in the woods.

What ever the case, I know I'll keep watching out  for him for awhile longer before I stop. It's not fair for a cat to come into your home and into you heart and then leave.

                                                  

Chatter is Gone!

It's been five days now. 

                                                 

It's September !

I know, I'm rushing it a little bit but Dixie and I both love the Fall more then any other time of the year.

Chatter is doing fine. He's in and out of the house like he owns it and I feel good about this because I was a little worried about how we would manage things in the very cold weather. It's all good!

It's August And It's Hot

Not much to tell you these days. It's hot and humid and my cats just want to drink lots of water and sleep. Chatter has made himself at home with us and that's just the way it is. He is on my porch early every morning chatting away loud and often to let me know he's here and hungry. I still put his food on the porch and after he eats he comes in the house and wonders around a little then goes back out. He lets us pet him and rubs on your hand with his head if you don't pet him. He still goes off into the woods at night but it is getting later and later now when he leaves.

My camera broke so it will be awhile before I have any new pictures of him to post.

Everybody's Fine.

Looky Here !

Come see who's in the bathroom.

Your not going to believe this.

Wow, it's Chatter!

He seems to have made himself at home here for sure.

Lazy Hazy Summer Days

This is pretty much Chatters chair now.

It's cool at the base of the fountain.

Back on his chair.

If you look closely you can see Chatter is enjoying  the day and porch along with Little Girl and Dixie.

They like sleeping in between the large pots because they are cool  at the base too.

Dixie thinks she can stay cooler under the little table.

All and all, I think Chatter has found himself a pretty nice place to live and I am blessed to have him choose us.

It's Official !

Chatter is a Boy!

Featuring My Little Girl Today.

I'm just a baby here.

Got a headache.

To jump or not to jump.   

                                                  

Catching flies.

                                                                                                  

Are you in or out?

Please please don't eat the Daisies

I'm not getting fat!

I'm beautiful!

Hot Hot Hot

It's hot and very humid today in Kentucky. My girls are all resting in various places on my deck and porch. Dixie woke up while I was taking her picture, got up and strolled into the house. She went back to sleep again in her favorite spot. Little girl came into the house a little later and Chatter is once again gone. She leaves every day at different times. She has absolutely no set schedule.

Little Girl is Not so Little Anymore ! ( Post From The Past )

I noticed in this past month that Little Girl is getting bigger and bigger, see for yourself. She was crawling up the far end of my porch, first up the latticework work then up the chicken wire, and over my flowers and plants. I had the wire their to keep my little tiny pup from falling through the railings. I kept it up on the far end of my porch for my Morning Glories to climb up and around on and as you can see that's just what they are doing.  I was concerned she would either hurt herself on the wire or kill my flowers. 

I did everything I could to get her to just jump from the ground up onto the porch like the other cats did but I was noticing she just couldn't when she tried. It appeared that she really wanted to do this too so up went my ramp, from the ground propped onto the side of  my porch. She would not go up it. My daughter and  granddaughter tried to encourage her to go up it but she was afraid. You could see that she wanted too. She just looked up at that ramp with the desire but not the will. After my thinking about it for a couple of days I got a brain storm....put a piece of latticework on the top of the ramp, after all she climbed up the latticework on the side of my porch.

The next morning I sat on my porch right where the ramp was and kept tapping it with my cane. Little Girl was just looking at it when Gypsy and Dixie came out on the porch, walked over to where we were and ran right down the ramp onto the ground. Well, Little Girl I believe without even thinking ran down the ramp after them and as I sat their in amazement, up the ramp she came and sat near my chair with a big smile on her face. How good is that? 

Chatter Got Hurt!

Chatters routine has been pretty much the same every day except yesterday morning. I looked for her early in the morning and she was on my porch table holding her right paw up. I got her pan of food and she barley was able to get up on the chair to eat it. She definitely has injured her right ankle or foot. I pray that she didn't break it. I would not hesitate to take her to the vet but the problem would be how to catch  her in order to take her to the vet. 
She ate and I thought she would go to the other chair and sleep some as is her routine but no, she hobbles off the chair, goes down the cats ramp and slowly wanders off into the woods. Whats all that about !

The cats ramp? I had it made for Little Girl and that will be posted tomorrow. I looked for Chatter last evening when the sun started to go down. Got little done what with my going back and forth from bedroom where my TV and computer are to the living room to look out the large window. No sign of Chatter. I wondered why she would go into the woods and stay their all night with such an injured leg. She can hardly walk so how would she be able to get away from a wild dog, a wild cat, or the coyotes that are their. I wish I could get into my cats heads because of the strange things they do. I really needed another cat to worry about, shame on her....shame on me.

Well I worried for nothing, their she was in her chair this morning. She heard me and saw me in the window. She jumped off the chair, came to the window and just looked at me. I placed her pan of food on the chair and hurried back into the house to watch her get on the chair to eat. She did just fine,  the injured leg didn't even seem to bother her. When she was done eating she jumped off the chair and walked over to her sleeping chair without even a limp, curled herself up in a little ball and went to sleep. Wonderful, life is good.

Dixie’s Song

Dixie’s Song

 

She’s such a little brat cat,

Still I love her so.

I gave her the name Dixie

We’re from the south you know.

 

She’s such a little rascal,

By her eyes you can tell.

So often she gets in trouble,

I laugh rather then to yell.

 

After I make my bed,

She crawls up under the spread.

After I clean  her litter box out,

She jumps in and scatters it all about.

 

When I’m eating my dinner,

She sits near and waits for a bite,

If I don’t give her any,

She paws at my food with delight.

 

kitchen waste basket is always turned over,

House plants often dumped on the floor.

Even saw her once swinging from the bird feeder,

At times I think I can’t take anymore.

 

Still I don’t know what I’d do without her,

My sweet little funny face.

My home she fills with mischief and joy,

In my heart she has filled every space.

 

Eileen 2013

The Hidden Cat

She loves our Mimosa tree and I think she feels like she is very hidden in it and no one can see her.

                  Now she's hiding in my elephant ear plant,

and in the grass, no we can't see her....right.