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Fritter’s awful fortnight
Sasaki-sensei at Mare Animal Clinic let me take Fritter home for the night after bandaging him up last Sunday. Fritter had struggled hard to get home to us on that damaged foot; I wanted him to have a comfortable night with us before admitting him to the clinic for treatment. So we made sure he…
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Fritter’s back
3:15 this morning, there was a noisy meowing in the house. Not Maura’s squeak or Beryl’s bargle, this was loud and insistent. It was Fritter! He was eating hungrily and meowing in between bites. Unfortunately he has been badly injured. I think he got stuck in a trap. Whether he freed himself, or a weekend…
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Where is Fritter?
On Thursday night, Fritter slept on the bed and as usual, he stepped outside in the pre-dawn. But it’s Tuesday now and he hasn’t come back. Fritter is our adventurer. He has gone off for extended walkabouts and missed a day’s worth of meals, but he’s never been gone five days in a row. I…
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It’s cat blanket weather
We are in that best-of-year period where days are temperate and nights are chilly. The low temperature this morning was a single digit (8) for the first time this season. It won’t last forever, so I will savor all of these lovely days. Last night, I grabbed an extra blanket for the bed. In the…
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Cats on the prowl
Our neighborhood has a lot of indoor-outdoor pets and a few truly feral cats. The ones in this house are free to come and go; they have schedules around meal times and naps, so I usually know where to find them. More or less. Cats are very territorial, but the territories might not be quite…
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MaurArmature
As often happens, Maura decided to help me at my desk this morning. But today, his assistance created a beautiful composition on top of the armatures I was exploring. Thanks, Maura. You’re a good boy.
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Second Jab and a Typhoon
This morning, Typhoon #10 is bucketing down outside and the cats are going crazy, all of their morning calisthenics taking place in the office instead of outside. By the time yoga starts in an hour, I think they will be crashed out and sleeping. But for now, there is a great deal of scurrying and…
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Fritter belly
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In memory of Gord
Yesterday afternoon, two hunting dogs invaded our space and chased the cats. Fritter and Maura got away, but the beasts caught Gord and killed him. I am furious, sad, and in shock even now. As our neighbor and the police searched for the marauding dogs, we buried Gord next to Isabella Bird, near Futatsuyama and…
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In Memory of Isabella Bird
In memory of Isabella Bird April 2, 2019 – December 21, 2020 Isabella Bird didn’t have a name when she was born. 3rd in the litter and the only calico, we called her #3 Calico until we understood her personality. Her namesake, Isabella Bird, was an intrepid female explorer in the Victorian age. Our IB…
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