Tuesday, June 28, 2005
Last night as I was going to bed, I managed a lovely variation on this. I went to push the bed up against the wall, and discovered Emily had thrown up on the floor at the foot of the bed. Unfortunately, I discovered this mess by touch with my bare foot.
We love Emily still, though.
Sunday, June 26, 2005
Friday, June 24, 2005
Right now she is curled up on my desk, attempting to kick the keyboard into my lap. I guess that means I'm disturbing her nap.
Tuesday, June 21, 2005
This morning, Emily got pointed the wrong way and missed the litterbox. Katherine saw this live and corrected her. No scolding of course, but Emily may have still been stressed by it. (Katherine wonders if the litterbox was too dirty for Emily to be happy.)
From the stress or whatever reason, Emily threw up in the middle of her breakfast. This is quite unique, because she virtually never has problem when she has freshly eaten. She then bolted from her suite to Tiger Tower ... where she calmly had more breakfast.
At least she is in good spirits this morning.
Monday, June 20, 2005
Tagament got skipped a couple of mornings over the week, but the night time doses continue and she'll be dosed this morning.
We do think Katherine has kept with the Tagament long enough this time to have a positive effect on Emily, and will keep it up.
Friday, June 17, 2005
We caught the moment that Emily noticed Whitey, which automatically made it the moment Whitey stopped in his tracks and gave up.
Thursday, June 16, 2005
A little while ago, I looked out the window to see a white-faced cat (not Whitey) nestled under the shrubs on top of the wall. Not long after, a squirrel ran up the hill and into the shrubs at the base of the wall. A flurry of action ensued, and I saw the cat prancing back up the hill with a squirrel hanging from his mouth. (Or her mouth. For all I know she was taking lunch back to her kittens.)
Billy and Whitey were asleep and missed all this. Probably just as well. I'd rather the Mighty Hunters didn't develop a taste for fresh squirrel.
I don't know whether Emily was inspired by all this, or whether it's just coincidence that she went into Mighty Huntress mode soon after. She pounced on a Mylar crinkly and gleefully batted it around, even chasing it around the upstairs hall for a little bit. Of course she stopped as soon as she saw me watching. Oh well. Her secret is safe with me.
Wednesday, June 15, 2005
One of regular landscapers came through and tried to bury the evidence.
Should Emily depart us for any length of time, I have this vision of her absence proving her innocent of all these litterbox misses when they continue with only the boys around.
Tuesday, June 14, 2005
Maybe they know the date ... they were all pretty friendly this morning. Or maybe they just know we're trying to keep the farm comfortable, safe and happy for them.
Monday, June 13, 2005
Billy has still been panting several times, with his little tiger chest heaving. Always the Mighty Hunter, however, he'll let Whitey spell him for a couple of rounds and then jump back in the game.
Given that he jumps back in before he's actually properly recovered, we'll taken to calling the game before he keels over.
Sunday, June 12, 2005
The bad news, though, is that Emily has slipped down to just 6.0 pounds. She threw up again this morning, too, even after several doses of Tagamet (which she continues to hate). Sigh...
Saturday, June 11, 2005
Today's weather? Too darn hot.
Friday, June 10, 2005
I admit we can be terribly inconsistent, because we don't let the boys burrow under the bed covers nearly as much as Emily. We let her do it for three reasons:
- She seems to do it for warmth. (She may have low body temperature caused by her age and health.)
- She doesn't burrow very deep, so she won't suffocate (and we can find her),
- She doesn't pounce on human toes if she encounters them while spelunking.
And like the boys doing it, it's cute.
To be honest, we've been known to tuck Emily in when she needs it.
Back when it was cold enough for Emily to really snuggle under the flannel sheets, Whitey went exploring.
Thursday, June 9, 2005
(It also means I was up again at 5 AM. yawn.)
Katherine tried to give Emily Tagament this morning, but got it mostly on Emily rather than in Emily.
Wednesday, June 8, 2005
In other news, Emily has been acting like her stomach hurts for the last several days, and threw up this morning. Maybe time to get the Tagamet out again...
Friday, June 3, 2005
I don't think we would want to zip the two of them into it though.
Wednesday, June 1, 2005
While he has jumped up to my file cabinet from the sun deck by the window sill many times, he never has tried the jump from the bare (closed) window sill. I presume he doesn't feel he can drive from the narrow space with both legs.
It turns out he's willing to compromise -- he's willing to jump up to the file cabinet from the (wider) open window sill. Which with summer finally here, I better either secure the file cabinet completely or make sure he has good landing zone.