More Animals

I overheard mom talking about chicks. She thinks I will end up like this, but she's wrong.

We almost caught a bird

This is Tigger. The little house that our neighbors gave to our humans is a bird feeder. The humans have let it stay empty because we figured out how to catch birds from it. The other day, though, a persistent bird managed to squeeze into the house and we found him:

I tries really really hard to get in:

But neither Nash, nor I could, so we decided to watch the big cold white stuff fall - and we chased it...

Kitty crises - they come in droves

I overheard Mom talking about even more stray cats showing up at our nice country home in Tennessee. What are we to do with all these cats? Something needs to give. She even said they were mating in the woods and you know what that means: MORE KITTENS. I hate kittens. They keep me awake when I want to nap and steal attention.

What's in the little house?

This is Tigger. One of our neighbors dropped off a little house warming gift for the humans here. It's a little house. What's in it?

Freddie sees sun flower seeds. The birds really like the little house. So do we.

He might not really be a cat

This is Tigger. Cats are known for our independence. We take the world on in our own terms. Not my brother Nash, though. He's trying to learn how to be a big teddy bear.

I would never stand for this.

Freddie got hurted and it smelled

This is Tigger. Mighty is no longer around growling at us, but there is still drama in the house. A few weeks ago, Mom came home and we were all surprised, but she was late. We were outside much past usual and all the scary animals came out.

One of the animals is a huge kitty who usually stays in the woods. They call him Peanut. He was hungry and tried to get the last few pieces of food, but Freddie told him no. They got into a big fight and we all ran and hid. I ran so fast it tore my back claw out and my foot started to bleed.

About that time, the car drove up, but we were all hiding except for Freddie who was by the front door. He was covered in blood and smelled like the other kitties urine. They took him inside and put him in a box after trying to wash him. He smelled so strange that we all stayed as far away as possible - what if he turned into Peanut while we weren't looking.

The next day, Freddie got a bath and a car ride and came home feeling a little better, but with a shaved arm and rear end. He had puncture wounds all over him! They started giving us all drops in our ears. We don't like drops in our ears.

Anyway, this week, Freddie has been feeling well, but he disappeared over night, then came back with a scary story. He had been in a room with other animals and they put him to sleep. When he woke up, he was in the car and sore. That happened to us a long time ago, but we have been playing gently with Freddie this week and are glad he no longer smells like Peanut.

Getting to know you...

We've been in this apartment with two other humans for over a month. I finally decided to get to know one of them...