We seem to have been adopted by yet another cat ...
Which brings our total to six!
But he is a LOVELY cat! Jet-black, a full tom, golden eyes, a year or so old, very affectionate (though still skittish), with a wound on his left hind foot which seems to be healing well, though. He showed up on our doorstep VERY hungry (I've never seen a cat lunge toward a plate of food that fast in a long time), and has been polishing off about three cans of food a day so far. Actually, now that we have been feeding him for three days, he's slackened off a tiny bit. And he otherwise seems to be in very good health (although the vet did find a tick on him today
We call him Midnight, of course. We don't know if he will become an indoor or an outdoor cat. Our other outdoor cat, Shadow (aka David Cattenburough), seems to tolerate him more or less, which is a good thing, as the inside of the house is already WELL populated with furry things (Princess, aka Sally Ride; Nitwit, aka Ratchet Lombax; Marshmellow, aka St. Nicholas Copurrnicus; and Mary, aka Mary Wolstoncat Shelly or Wolstonkitty). The big problem is: do we keep him or not? We checked him, and he isn't chipped, so we don't know if someone owns him and is looking for him, or just abandoned him. We will call the Humane Society and let them know we found him, just in case someone is looking for him, and possibly put signs out in the neighborhood. But I've already grown fond of him.
If any more cats move in we will have to build a cattery out in the back yard ...
Oh, well. I'm posting some pictures of Midnight and Shadow, anyway. First pictures of Shadow as a starving waif, and then a recent one of him showing how well he has filled out. Then some Midnight pics. And then some new charms I made recently. I not only made a bunch BEFORE Califur, I also designed and made a few DURING Califur. When I get enough, I will open an Etsy shop, or see if I can sell them through DA. The new ones I have made are monkeys, tigers, bulls, donkeys, panthers, and bears.
Oh -- and by the way ... My "Fish Cat" won first prize (in the Polymer Clay division) at the Del Mar Fair, and my "Sea Dragon" won second. AND my Polymer Clay Guild gave me an additional donated award as well!
Anyway, that catches things up for a while. I'll keep you posted!





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True love isn't the prince marrying the princess. True love is the bald man with a limp, a lisp, and lumbago marrying the fat woman with frizzy hair, flatulence and flat feet.
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I hope it works --let me know if it does.
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True love isn't the prince marrying the princess. True love is the bald man with a limp, a lisp, and lumbago marrying the fat woman with frizzy hair, flatulence and flat feet.
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Extinction is more than the end of something with a long run in the past. Extinction is murdering everything that would have evolved from that species in the future.
~Peter D. Ward, University of Washington
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True love isn't the prince marrying the princess. True love is the bald man with a limp, a lisp, and lumbago marrying the fat woman with frizzy hair, flatulence and flat feet.
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Night ballad broken by the thunderWhiteHotLightWasBrieflyShone
OldOak,it'sRottingRootsAsunderTornFromEarthItLongHadKnown
TornFromMonotonousPastMadeRoomForGrowthOfGrassNext day
AndSureAsLighteningStormsWillpassHere~DeerAndAntelopewillPlay.
Hi! Thanks so much for the compliments
I would really like to go to FurCon, but I'm not sure I can and in any case I haven't signed up for a table. I'll look into it ...
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True love isn't the prince marrying the princess. True love is the bald man with a limp, a lisp, and lumbago marrying the fat woman with frizzy hair, flatulence and flat feet.
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