Tag Archives: Caturday

Caturday, March 28, 2015: Cat v. Dog. You don’t need to ask who’s going to win.

28 Mar



My friend, bella Evelyn, currently living in Milan, Italy, where she is learning how to become a famous shoemaker–remember her name–took time from her busy days of leather-cutting and last-making and pattern-doing or whatever magical things she does to make actual shoes from scratch to send me this inspirational dog v. cat video. It reminds one of the power of NO. Sometimes, one does not have to engage in battle. One merely has to retain one’s elegant hauteur in the face of bluster, growling, and vulgar threats. Also, notice the power of a stony glare. That dog did not dare to come close to the cat as the kitty silently turned its head and stared straight at the pup. Excellent body language. Well done, Madame Cat, and many thanks to the lovely Evelyn of Milan.

Writing Prompt: When you fight, are you more of a growler or a glarer?

Caturday, March 14, 2015: How Old Are You, Anyway?

14 Mar
A certain feline nephew of mine dares you to guess his age

A certain feline nephew of mine dares you to guess his age

We all know how old our dogs are in human years, but what about cats? This handy-dandy article will give you the heads up you need to know if she’s being a pissy teenager or a cranky old dame. http://cats.about.com/cs/healthissues/a/agechart.htm. Or a mellow whatever, for that matter.

Writing Prompt: How old do YOU feel in human years???

Caturday, Part 2! Feline Department of Bad Ideas

8 Mar


I just can’t stop thinking about my pointy eared friends today, I guess.

Oh, cats. How can you look upon our foibles with such calm. wise eyes one moment, then so quickly get the idea that climbing up the screen door because there was a moth somewhere up there and now you’re dangling by your claws six feet off the floor was a good idea? Last night, Mr. HH was uncharacteristically laughing so hard that he almost proverbially expelled the proverbial coffee at the proverbial computer screen while reading this Buzzfeed compilation of cats whose wisdom strangely deserted them.

Writing Prompt: Foolish moment, anyone?

Caturday: Maddie the Foster Kitty Will Make You Drool With Love

8 Mar


For several months, my friend Carli has been taking care of a gloriously adorable kitty named Maddie. If I didn’t have two cats already and an aversion to cleaning litter boxes, I would be stealing through the night and breaking into Carli’s apartment to kidnap this scrumptious little beast. I would probably bring Carli a nice snack, too. Oh, maybe I’d ring the doorbell. I wish arli could keep Maddie–you can just see the love in each photo–but she’s unfortunately allergic to cats. If you live in the New Yorkish area and you’re a really, really good person with a stable home and you want a cat, Carli might be willing to relinquish Maddie. My opinion? You’d be lucky to have her. If you want to make inquiries, ask me and I’ll pass them along. Here she is:

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Writing Prompt: What makes a pet irresistable to you?

Caturday: Feel Better, Pixel!

1 Mar Pixel, in pixels, rocks his pawprint blankie even when he's sick. Photo by Beatrice Schafroth.
Pixel, in pixels, rocks his pawprint blankie even when he's sick. Photo by Beatrice Schafroth.

Pixel, in pixels, rocks his pawprint blankie even when he’s sick. Photo by Beatrice Schafroth.

This is Pixel, who is animal-lover and Facebook friend Beatrice Schafroth’s very cute cat. She (Beatrice) shared this sad but adorable picture and I begged her to let me use it, which she kindly did. Unfortunately, Pixel is a little under the weather right now. So Beatrice took him to the vet and shared this update:
“Pixel has a nasty ear infection and a viral cold. He still has some fever. Unfortunately he also has a heart rumor, (murmur?) which I think he is born with. Hopefully he will outgrow that one. We are taking care of his ear infection with allopathic medicine for now, but I am boosting his immune system with homeopathy. He is so happy to be back home and is keeping warm under a comfy down blanket.” It sounds as if Pixel is one of the lucky kitties who will get all the TLC he deserves–in addition to his stylish paw-print blanket!

Writing Prompt: How do you help the creatures who need you?

Caturday, January 24, 2015: The War on Christmas (Mouse)

24 Jan
Behold. I am Smokey, Vanquisher of toy mice.

Behold. I am Smokey, Vanquisher of toy mice.

Christmas is so over. And I, the mighty Smokey Cat, would like you to know that I have caught and defeatedRed Christmas Mouse, one of the two wily foes that came out of my Christmas stocking (Green Mouse has taken the cowardly way out by hiding under the couch. It’s amazing how many times Red Christmas Mouse has gotten away from me, considering my well-honed hunting skills. So I want you to see that for the record, Christmas mouse has surrendered and is lying on its back in a pose of utter defeat. Should I let Red Christmas Mouse go to fight another day? I await your votes.

Writing Prompt: Mercy or no mercy? What’s a decision where you had to choose whether or not someone or something deserved another chance?

Caturday, January 17, 2015. In? or out?

17 Jan Smokey the cat wants to go out
Smokey the cat wants to go out

Smokey wants to go out

Love you guys. Thanks for getting out of your comfy bed and hobbling over to open the door to let me in. It’s been a great five minutes. I jumped on your bed and allowed you to enjoy my elegance and rub my belly. I viciously attacked and conquered a plastic bag in the loudest, most crinkling manner possible. I managed to get a toy mouse wedged somewhere under the bed. But I’ve got some plans. That nap on the laundry pile in the basement isn’t going to take itself. So could you please open the door? I’m not going to whine or anything, but I’ll just stand here flicking my tail, right next to the door, giving you that half-sweet, half-desperate look that says, “Litter box.” You know I can hypnotize you if you look into my eyes, right? Get up. Get up. Put that stupid book down. Don’t get comfortable. Get up. Let me out. I’ve got to get out. Now. Now. Now. Okay, you’re sitting up. Keep it moving, keep it moving. Ahhhhhh. I’m in the hall at last. But–what–you closed the door? You don’t WANT me on your soft, comfy bed? You don’t want me to have my lost mouse? You don’t love me anymore? Are you REJECTING me? I can’t take rejection. Let me in. Let me in. I’m not saying you HAVE to, but I’ll just stand here scratching the door until you come get me. Please????

Writing Prompt: Did you ever change your mind after you got what you want?

Caturday, January 10: Loose Cannon

10 Jan Thelonius Monk in Loose Cannon Box
Thelonius Monk in Loose Cannon Box

Thelonius Monk in Loose Cannon Box

All right, Monk seems to be saying with his green, glowing eyes, perhaps I am a sucker for a box. It may be that I will never meet a box that does not need testing. Certainly, I have never in my life experienced such a box. And so, you may find my behavior in some way risible. I would like to just pose a question to you humans. What if there were a whole lot of human-sized boxes just sitting there. Just the perfect size to sit down in. I’d like to see if YOU could pass up the opportunity. From where I sit, I think not.

Writing Prompt: What can you simply not resist?

Caturday, January 3, 2015

3 Jan
Smokey, Smokey, for Caturday, January 6, 2015

Smokey was found as a sad little kitten by my son Jacob near some railroad tracks. Now, he radiates contentment. Smokey, for Caturday, January 6, 2015

Writing Prompt: What makes you content?