Tessa’s Ess – 2015 © Colehaus Cats
Tessa’s Ess. She loves this scratcher. Located upstairs in the master bedroom (where she, Ruby, and Maxx prefer to live), we often hear thumping sounds coming from her going to town scratching on her Ess. That is, if she isn’t rearranging its location. Under the bed, beside the bed, in front of the closet door, alongside the bookshelf, it must be moved every day, apparently, so the light catches it, and her, just right.
Pretty Ruby – 2015 © Colehaus Cats
More Pretty Ruby – 2015 © Colehaus Cats
Even More Pretty Ruby – 2015 © Colehaus Cats
Excuse me… I burped. Did you see it? No? Well then, nevermind…
Closest Ever – 2015 © Colehaus Cats
OMC! This is the closest these two ginger princesses have ever been to each other without growling and screeching! And there’s been a lot of that going on lately because both girls have laid claim to Dad’s scritching hands, usually at the exact same time. We’re going to assume Patrol Sergeant Zuzu is very, very sound asleep because we’re sure she wouldn’t put up with Pia settling in on the same sofa. Shhh…. *tiptoe-ing away*
Sharing other Monday news and photos, Limpy, the squirrel who came to visit last month has been back eating at the feeder. We fear his right wrist is permanently healed in a broken position or was possibly deformed from the start, and his left leg is still wobbly but he obviously gets around and can eat fine.
Limpy, the Squirrel – © Colehauscats.com
Limpy will never want for food around here and we hope he feels comfortable enough to visit us anytime.
Another visitor who caught our attention around the time we first saw Limpy was a particular fox sparrow with growth on its feet. Or, we should say foot. We first thought he had his right leg curled up near its body. We’ve since confirmed ol’ One Leg Jack has but one leg, not an uncommon sight in nature.
One Leg Jack – © Colehauscats.com
Jack has lots of feeding and hiding places in the backyard so we’re not too worried about him.
Back to cats, Mom’s been able to get within four feet of Cocoa in the early dawn hours. If Churchill isn’t waiting for her to put out the food bowl, Cocoa is. Mom can’t wait to run her fingers through that fur, look deep into those pretty eyes, and determine if Cocoa is a boy or a girl.
Cocoa – © Colehauscats.com
