"Stair dot" | our cats.

A couple years ago, we had guests over for a long while. Back then, a game I'd play with our two kittens was throwing dots -- dots are what we call the Blue Buffalo kibble, you see. 

The kittens loved it. Chasing prey! Eating prey! Wheeeeeee!!

After our guests left, the kittens were full of energy, and I threw too hard: the dots escaped and went hurtling down the stairs. Ooooooooooh! said Digger and Misty, and promptly hurtled after them. I promptly blamed our guests for this-- 

Thus the "stair dot game" was born. :D 

I'd have to go down the stairs to rescue the lost dots. Once I ran out of steam, each kitten would get to snarf up the leftover dots in a bowl. Digger would try stealing it from his sister too. The pawsy squirt. 

2022 feline update.

It has been a crazy year in many ways. For one, our cat Jack elected to adopt more tomcats! 

No, really. First he'd mentored Little Guy, back in March 2022. Jack decided he liked it -- so after we trapped LG and adopted him ourselves, Jack found Cheeto, a fluffy-tailed ginger tabby, and then His Own Doppelganger cat, Blackie, another panther. 

Months ago, possibly last year, Blackie got accidentally let into the house, when my roomie realized the black cat present wasn't Jack. 

Where I'll be, aside from here.

*** UPDATE at end of this post. *** 

So since today the "Chief Twit" has decided that other social networks don't get "free" [wtf!!!] adverts in His Site... 

Going to the vet: June.

[ Written 9-June-22 ]

My SO is out of town; therefore I am currently Little Guy's main caretaker. 

I'm so used to him going and checking on LG that I keep forgetting, except that I do remember he'd need his boxes cleaned.  And my roomie has helped too -- apparently I strained my leg Tuesday morning. After twinges, my leg freaked out last night. So she kindly checked his box last night for me. 

LG has been very good, and barely hissed much at all. Heck, the last few times he did hiss were muted. Pretty much stating to us: "I am registering my dislike, but not horribly put out." 

Little Guy...

As I said on Twitter: 

"This is Little Guy. We trapped him 1-April-22. He was clearly abused or neglected when he appeared in our yard. 

"Next month he has his neuter appt. My SO has been socializing LG, who rarely hisses at me any more." And today, even though I got my SO to take this picture of LG -- still no hisses!

The lucky break (for the cats).

Happily, we got a new cat sitter this month. I say happily because at first finding someone was hard. NextDoor is my usual resource, and either people weren't answering or unavailable. 

I spent an hour hunting through sitters on Facebook -- and then messaging them. Not how I wanted to do things, certes!