I love the care and special attention you give these 2. I suspect that you and them are lucky to have each other.
Silvie the porch Mama likes Sophie better. She wants to get pets but can’t quite do it. Today she got with in 18-20" of me..
She kneads on the floor
She’s getting brave!
No, Daddy, you can’t throw our bed away. It’s just now broken in.
2 fat cats, shush don’t let them hear
BOXES! The best toy yet for cats! The smaller, the better…up to a point!
Our best toy for our cats, when they were kittens: a cement form tube (used for deck posts/etc. made of cardboard with some medium sized holes (whole saw on a drill, but razor cuts work too) for our two kittens to stick their noses/arms through! It rolled around, served as bed/hiding spot…what fun! Now, if they only made them adult size!
For reals! I need an adult sized tunnel like that some days!
Ms Sophie didn’t get her food this morning because I left in the dark for my Saturday group ride. When I brought it out with fresh water she was talking. Yesterday and today she will sniff my fingers and back off. Today she gave me a whack, no blood.
I need to get her and the nearly grown kits to the vet.
Not a cat picture per se, but a funny/happy accident. I went to meet a friend for dinner…I had bought him this shirt, so its not as outlandish as all that, but, boy, did we get some looks!
Absolutely LOVE the pic! Thanks for sharing 
What a great pic! Love the shirt.
I have a shirt that shows an Rx bottle spil;ing out “happy pills” - the pills are Pugs!
Reading your great post on the starting mealtime insulin your name @pugmommy made me think that this tread should may be retired and a new one Daily Life of Pets.
I feel like a dotting grandpa going on about the porch kiities.
Sophie is really getting more used to me. Yesterday I went down the side yard to feed Rocky the dog. There she was doing that herding thing, leading me a few steps and then turning around to make sure I’m following.
Preparing their dish of fancy feast she’s rubbing my ankles. One of the little ones is still quite shy, but the other one is happy to see me.
Here’s Simon’s Cat. I’m sure you can relate
Bathroom being demoed due to water damage. Hotel living at its finest. Lol. 3rd day, they finally settled in a bit. They love their new fort and want to take it home.
Sophie has decided she likes me. She likes to curl around my legs,
As of yesterday Sophie like me to stroke her back.
Aww, she claimed you!
Today I got a better look at Chloe- now Charlie. Zoe is too shy.
Yup! Names get changed … sometimes. We had a feral cat on out patio years ago (short-hair tuxedo) known as Cousin It because we didn’t know if “it” was a boy or girl. Eventually, we found out Cousin It was a boy, but the name stuck.
Winston’s “brother” in their previous household, Skippy(jon Jones), started coming regularly for morning and evening meals about 3 weeks ago. He’s very sweet, a little bit hyper, and always ready for a snack. I placed another warming shelter on the deck but he hasn’t tried it out at all whereas Winston has made himself completely at home in both. I keep hoping Skippy will follow Winston’s example and start using one now that the nighttime temperatures are dipping into the 30s. I am going to try to get Skippy to the vet this week (assuming I can get him into a carrier) for a checkup, bloodwork, and vaccines. That’s Skippy on the left.
Meanwhile, Mighty Mouse continues to loathe and despise Winston (and is also afraid of him, I think, after they have tangled so many times) and so I have to block the other cats’ access into the garage all year ‘round. Sweetie caught and killed a nuthatch (
) so she’s been “grounded”. A couple of times she’s escaped outside and chased Skippy! Poor little guy was very scared and didn’t show up for a couple of days until very late. Miss Sophie, our oldest cat, just wants to be indoors, cozy and warm, now that the days are cooler. Alas, when Sweetie gets bored, Miss Sophie is the object of her attention and I have to send Sweetie to “timeout” in the laundry room.
Life with cats can be such a soap opera!! 
Took Gilbert and Sullivan for their annual vet trip yesterday. Sullivan is a kittie treat fanatic and willingly will let the vet draw blood for tests as long as the treats hold out. Gilbert…usually the passive of the two…sees the vet as the arch nemesis and turns into Mr Hyde, requiring sedation for anything more than a weigh in. Gilbert could care less if treats are around! He takes forever to pull out of the sedation and this time thought the water bowl provided was great fun to splash around the kitchen!
