Emily threw up again, right on schedule at 6:30 AM. (She seems to favor 5 AM or 6:30 AM).
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.
A blog for the feline overlords of the Summerhill Kitten Farm, a division of Kendra Electronic Wonderworks.
Monday, June 20, 2005
Friday, June 17, 2005
Photo Friday: Dangerous Expedition, Part 2
As noted last Photo Friday, while Emily was burrowed Whitey went exploring.
We caught the moment that Emily noticed Whitey, which automatically made it the moment Whitey stopped in his tracks and gave up.

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 mentor!
Across Summerhill St. from my office window, there are two houses. The one on the left is higher, and a stone wall runs along the property line between them.
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.
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.
The Fine Form of the Flying Frap Brothers
Wednesday, June 15, 2005
Daily Stench
One of the usual suspects missed the downstairs litterbox again.
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.
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
On This Day in History
It was one year ago today that our founding felines joined the Summerhill Kitten Farm.
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.
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
I'm [pant] Ready, [pant] Coach! [pant]
With the recent heat, we're taking it easy on the boys when playing them and their teaser. We keep it out play periods shorter, and I don't encourage as much climbing in pursuit of feathers and pom-poms as I usually do.
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.
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.
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