ManCat Monday – Quint.

Quint and his many, many toys.

Quint lays claim to one of many, many toys. 2012 © Colehaus Cats.

Our little man Quint is recovering nicely from his Snip Day last week by laying claim to all the toys at Colehaus. Lucky for him, no one seems to mind because new toys seem to arrive every week!

When not painting the walls with cat litter (ahem!), his new love are the multi-colored puff balls. How appropriate. This particular one he carries everywhere – upstairs, downstairs, the food dish, the litter box. Notice how his pink toes gently caress his favorite, his precious, keeping it near, yet almost tempting it to make a quick, bouncy get-away when he’s not looking.

Yesterday, when Mom’s nose detected a bit of funky, multi-colored puff ball smell, she scooped a lot of them up and popped them in the washing machine for a bit of freshening. At which time, Quint decided he could use a little man-scaping himself while his beloved puff balls tumbled in the dryer.

That Spotted, Ginger Belly.

Posing his spotted belly. 2012 © Colehaus Cats.

That comfortable pose. The sly, confident look in his eye. Quint invites you to gaze upon his spotted belly. So soft it is. And very, very kissable. Go ahead. Touch the screen. He knows you want to.

Quint's belly spots.

Quint’s belly spots. 2012 © Colehaus Cats.

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Danger Cat Finds Danger.

Tessa "Danger Cat" resting.

Tessa “Danger Cat” resting. 2012. © Colehaus Cats.

Tessa took a little adventure the other evening, one that put enough of a scare in both Mom and Dad that they loaded up the car and took the one they affectionately call, “Danger Cat” to the late night emergency hospital.

Imagine that – Danger Cat finding danger.

The story, as told by the others and with some pretty, strong evidence, had Tessa attempting to “surf” down the staircase banister. Seth, using his best surf-dude lingo, claims she highsided from the lip and managed an aerial barrel roll, then missed the hard rail and helicoptered over the edge to freefall to the foyer table twenty feet below.

He also said it was, “Gnarly.”

Mom and Dad heard the ruckus from outside and came running. After some observance, the decision was made to rush her to the emergency vet just to be on the safe side (not that Tessa likes anything labeled “safe”).

She’s a lucky girl. She has some mild bruising and muscle strain. And pain medication. And strict orders to stay off the short wall, the railing, the banister and everything else deemed dangerous. Oh, and to avoid danger of any kind and at all costs. Or as she heard it, “No fun for two weeks or you’ll explode.”

She also has her people watching over her every move like mother hens.

Cluck, cluck, Tessa. We’re watching you.

Tessa "Danger Cat."

Tessa “Danger Cat” Plotting Her Next Adventure.
2012. © Colehaus Cats.

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Meet the Visitors – Mikey the Hummingbird.

Mikey the Hummingbird

Mikey the Hummingbird visiting the tomatoes. © Colehaus Cats.

In late afternoon, we sit out back in a quiet place and like the kitties inside sitting in the windows, we watch the birds. Lately, this little fellow has been visiting the last of our tomato plants, we suspect because our tomatoes are friendly with a nearby hardy fuschia that just happens to still be in full bloom. Hummingbirds love fuschias.

Around six o’clock, he swoops onto the same spot on one of the tomato cages about five feet from where we sit to watch the world go by for up to a half hour at a time.

Sometimes he preens, sometimes he goes and drinks from the big fountain and sometimes he shoots off somewhere only to return within a minute, always in the same spot and regardless if we have moved or are talking or whatever. Our meetings have become so regular, we’ve named him “Mikey.” Nothing significant; it just felt right. No clue what he calls us. But here he seems to be thinking up something.

Mikey the Hummingbird

Mikey the Hummingbird visiting the tomatoes. © Colehaus Cats.

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