Misheard Christmas Lyrics

There are many misheard Christmas lyrics. In Winter Wonderland, for example, I thought it was "Later on..We'll perspire... as we dream by the fire..." It makes as much sense as conspire, when you think about it.

Another misheard lyric? Piggy Pudding, not figgy pudding. Who has figgy pudding and what is it? But piggy pudding--this reminds me of Chey.

She is now called Piggy Pudding when she starts in on wanting her food. This is to say, I call her that most of the time.

I can't believe my kitten was ever that tiny! She's gotten so big so quickly.

First ski day

So it was Gemini's first ever ski day. No I do not force my cats to put skis on their little feet and join me on the hill. No, they get to watch me get ready and then come home.

The first unusual happening was how early I got up. Chey was already making noise but I suspect she wasn't expecting that I'd get up and go do anything. Then I had the ski pants. The sound they make when the water prrof fabric rubs against itself had them somewhat afraid of me.

The thing that really bothered them? Well upon returning home, instead of just taking my usual shower, I sat in the bath tub with but full of hot water. Both Chey and Gemini kept coming up to the side and with ears flattened would peer over the edge and then leave. It was kinda funny. I think both girls were appalled that I would sit in all that water!

Georgia? Well she's used to this. When she wants attention, she sits beside the tub and gets her head wet while I scratch her ears. She never seems to mind.

Winter Cat Days

In Chinese Medicine they say that winter is the time to rest and restore energy. Cats must be inherent Chinese Medical philosophers. They are resting a whole lot.

I'm always surprised at the new and creative places they find to curl up. The love the stair landing. Georgia has taken a favorite spot in front of the doorway from the bedroom into the dressing area.

Chey likes the bed (no suprise)

Gemini has a favorite place somewhere. She appears from the closet sometimes as if by magic. I swear I've looked there and don't see her but leave and she'll appear. Cats are funny that way aren't they?

Broadway Show

This past weekend I was up in Issaquah and I saw a showing of Cats in their Village theater. I wasn't sure what to expect with such a small theater but overall the players were good and the show enjoyable.

In Portland, I have been a regular patron of their Broadway in Portland series for the last several years. I feel obligated to point out that Karen Kaiser (and I believe that is the spelling of her name) was head and shoulders above anyone I have seen in anything here with her rendition of Memory. This woman has a voice that is just astounding.

As this was the first time I had seen Cats, though I have listened to the sound track once or twice, my cats have been innundated with short song chants from the play.

Georgia, my calico is hounded with "Mungojerry and Rumpleteaser" as that was performed by the Calico Cats in the show. She really isn't all that rambunctious any more.

Gemini, though she is a girl, gets her fur rumpled to "Rum Tum Tugger is a curious cat."

And Chey, well Chey... She is tortured with the conspiratorial whisper, "Macavity's not there." It does, alas, fit her personality...

Still more to do.

As I sit here finishing the last of the turkey soup (very good soup, mind, but just getting tired of TURKEY!) I have to realize that I am very lucky. I live in the Pacific Northwest and currently we haven't had any major disasters. I've been reading my Best Friends magazine and am reminded of how much there is still to do for the people (and their pets) that live in the areas hit hardest by Hurricane Katrina.

Their latest magazine talks about rescue efforts that have been going on for the last couple of months. They have a daily chronicle of what the the volunteers were doing in that area and how they were coordinating efforts. Some of this is online at their site, Best Friends. If you want to read another blog about what pet lovers are doing, Eric Rice has set up his own blog. If you're interested in how the rescue efforts are going, you might want to wander over there as well.

Best Friends has a link on their site devoted to helping lost owners find their rescued pets. They also have links to things we can do to help.

Many of us know how much a part of our family our pets are. It's important not to forget them. Best Friends does a wonderful job as a no kill shelter and it's one of the largest no kill organizations out there. Gemini and I encourage anyone to check out their site and see for themselves.

Butter?

It's Chey again making trouble. I had squash with dinner last night. After putting a pat of butter in the squash for cooking I left the butter out. When I came back, to take the squash out, the butter was gone. I thougt nothing of it. I just figured upon not finding it in the fridge that perhaps I had used it up. Coming back later I find the wrapper from a stick of butter. I think that I am a slob because I have obviously missed the garbage. I pick it up and throw it away.

Still later, I got to feed the cats. Bending down near their dish, I see beneath the edge of some cabinets a yellow stick. I look closer and pull it out.. It's the stick of butter I had pulled out earlier, rolled in dry cat food and anything else that was on the floor sitting there.

I know it wasn't Georgia, as there was a time when I could leave butter on the counter ALL the time if I wished. It's really unlikely that it was Genini as she doesn't really get that human food is food. Also butter is square and I don't think it looked like a good cat toy. Chey, skinny Siamese and Miss Piggy that she is, will eat anything that I leave out too long and has even tried to eat from my dinner plate once, is the cat I am blaming.

Note to self: No longer leave butter on the counter...