Had a frost here

Well all is about the same. The days warm up, but we've had a heavy frost two nights ago, and almost one last night. I didn't bring in the hanging plants, but they were okay because it's been so warm in the daytime, and the house's heat kept them from freezing. Some in the flower bed got it though. I brought them in anyway last night, and will have to start the in-out every day, till it gets really cold. They are just getting pretty, too, after our hot windy summer that they hated. Oh well, it's that time of year. Almost Halloween!

The cats all want to pile up and try to stay close in my old drafty house. I have the oven on now, to cook and they lay on the kitchen rugs, in the way of course! and many of them are sneezing, too.
Buddy is slowly losing ground, but not suffering, so I hold him when I can and comfort him, and try to make all the others stay away from him.

One of his mother's kittens this year, was a real runt. She [Buffy] had them this spring, as usual over in the business, across the street. Every year she would keep them over there, hidden and wild, and as soon as she thought they needed to learn to eat, she would lead them over to the house, and to the never empty cat food bowl. They would never get gentle either. Not many survived to adulthood, or were very long lived if they did. I see one male [white with yellow spots] that is three years old, and is so timid that he sneaks in to eat at odd hours. I call him Ghost. I have many that just disappear, and I figure it's the coyotes, I hear almost every night. I'm at the edge of town, with a woods close by. I don't know how Ghost stays out of trouble. And she has a solid black female [Sheba] that is two and is wild, and had five kittens this year and three are still here and pretty wild. And Sheba had a brother, who is wild and plain old alley cat tabby colored, with no markings. He comes in to eat every now and then too.

This year I told her if she wanted them to be gentle she better get them over her sooner, and the old girl new what I said, because, she went and carried several fat little wild kittens over and into my house. I came in from work and found them and barely got a view of them. The next morning she'd gotten the rest of them! Oh my, five kittens! four were just as fat and healthy as could be, and one was half their size, and seemed to not have much hair. She looked like a little rat. I started calling her Bitsy, because she was so tiny. She's three colored, just like Buffy. I think after my two spayed girls disappeared, that she realized she could come in the house without a fight. She has a skin allergy to something, probably fleas, and pulls her hair out, and I can help control it with some homemade aloe, tea tree, cortisone cream mix, but I can't get it to heal up, just help her not be so itchy. I was afraid of ringworm, but no one else has anything like it.

The smart old cat had raised her just as well as the big healthy ones, and she would root in and nurse every chance she got. They were about a month old. Buffy had had a bad case of mastitis, with a first litter, and it had ruined part of her milk glands, so it was hard for her to raise five kittens, but she did.
I have since named the runt, Betty Boop, as she is all eyes, and a little face. She is still very small for her age, and I've had to give her a couple of rounds of antibiotics, but she is a sweetie, and the others have gotten gentle, too. There are three boys, and one other girl. The girl is gray with white face, feet, and belly, and the boys are one black with same white, one yellow with same white, and a white with yellow spots.
Betty, and the yellow boy are bad to attack my legs, but I'll have to break them from that. They are all getting a lot more friendly, and I think Buffy is weaning them, so they are hunting comfort from me.
I'll try to get the pictures of them on here if I can do it.
Buffy looks full sided, but she's old and big belled anyway, but I hope nothing like Buddy's got. She was born in 2001, so she's seven, and has had lots of kittens. She's had a poor owner.

My computer is full, so I've got to hook up the external drive to download from. Pretty complicated for this old grandma! I'll get to it one of these days, and get to some of my drawings of them, too.

More latter!

Not good news

I have a dusty yellow male, called Buddy, rescently nuetered, who has been coming to me as I sit at the computer and begging to get in my lap, the last few days, not like him usually at all and I have found he's not very comfortable there either. He's loosing weight over his back, and his belly is filling with water. He can't jump up like normal, and is getting awkward.

I talked to an inturn at work[I work for equine only, vets] who likes cats, and she thinks he may have FIP, and that his prognoses is not good. She also said he is probably contagous and some of the others, who're suseptable will likely get it to, as I have no way to keep him seperated. Any treatments are very expensive, and not very afective in the long run.

I will do my best to keep him comfortable as long as he isn't suffering. The changes the last few days, don't bode well for longitivity. He is one of my old cat, Buffie's second litter of kittens, last year, so he's around a year old. Her this year litter is tearing my house up.

I'll get around to introducing them, soon, just a lot of sad tonight about my Buddy.

Latter!

Cool fall days and nights.

Well as the days cool down here in north central Texas, it was in the forties last night, so I woke up to a herd of heat seeking kitties piled on top of me. I hate to light the stove to soon, but I may have to as they say a cold front is coming in Wed. In my old drafty house, they hunt me!

Thumbs, Ricky, and the litter of four this year, of Annie's, were all there, keeping me warm. LOL

More about each of them, as time goes on. All girls, there is Skeezix, Buttons&bows, Bobbie Sox, and Jennifer. Each have there own personality, and are so different.

The whole herd plays like crazy in the cool, now. LOL They are so funny, but they are trying to drive me nuts!

More on this latter!

A first for me!

Well, I've finally made the commitment to do this. I have been wanting to post about my cats for some time as they do so many things, and it is lost to me, if I don't wright it down.

I want to have a current cat in my posts, and reflect on ones who are no longer here. I do drawings of them some times and will post them as I learn how this all works.

Today I have a small mostly white female called Sugar[because she was soo sweet], who had her first litter last year. Only one lived, and she as it turned out was crippled and wasn't able to use one of her hind legs. She was three colored, and I called her Angel.
This little cat took such good care of little Angel that she made it to three months old, till a cold [no immune system] took her. This little mama never gave up cleaning this kitten even after she started eating, because she was never able to get into or out of the litter box. Angel would scurry around, dragging her hind legs, and could pull herself up on the bed. I knew at some point I would probably have to put her down, but didn't want to have to. The Lord took her quickly and I didn't have to. After she died I looked at her hip bones and there was no growth in them from when she was very small.

On to this year, I should have all of them fixed or spayed, and I'm working on it, but with so many, and gas as high as it's been I haven't been able to get all the girls done. The inturns at the horse clinic I work at, have helped with my toms and the gentle ones are all fixed now.

Sugar has one small grey baby this year, and I wasn't sure she'd even carry any, as she isn't very healthy herself, who is a cutey and now she's as devoted to this one as she was to Angel. Sugar is not very social with the other cats. This kitten is Dee Gray One, Dee Dee for short. She is a pistol, and thinks she's as big as all the others, even tho she's only 7 or 8 weeks and runs over my keyboard constantly. Right now she is outside on the front porch for only the second time, playing and worring her mother.

So long for now.