Nims chasing a Christmas Mouse
The cats had a festive holiday, a dusting of snow, special treats to eat, a little catnip, and Christmas presents! Here is Miss Nimbus chasing a Christmas Mouse that has a special pull string to make it animated.
One cat carried said mouse upstairs, the double-take when you spot a mouse in your bedroom is entertaining. In the photo you can just see the gold ribbon on the back of Nim’s collar. I had super glued several festive streamers on her collar and she promptly pulled all but one of them off. She then lost her collar outdoors, and I put on a substitute new collar, a soft baby girl pink that complimented her ears. A white cat with white ears is something to watch. The vet pointed out to me that when she is interested in something, the blood flow increases and her ears turn a bright pink.
A few days later I found her original collar outdoors. When I held it up to put it back on her, she heard the bell and ran for it. No self respecting cat would want to wear gold streamers, please let me keep the pink collar!
Mo, Sawdust, and Nimbus
Here they are hanging out watching Mr Sawdust, who had been showing off his tree climbing skills. Sawdust even got a pinch of catnip out on the porch, to ring in the new year.
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Sawdust and Nims
The cats are settling in to their new home. Miss Nimbus has been quite interested in vertical exploration. I have often seen her up on the roof of the garage, and one time she exited that roof along a tree branch, threading her way over to the neighbor’s garage roof, with the pale orange cat in close pursuit.
Let’s dub this pale orange cat Sawdust cat. It is not as mean a bully as Creamsicle cat, and often comes to watch from a polite distance when I am doing yard work. Here is a shot of Sawdust cat checking out Nims on the shed roof.
Oh yes, she found her way up onto a new roof, and did not quite know how to get down. I put the ladder out for her, but she opted instead for a leap into the giant boxwood bush, a seven foot monster I refer to as Senor Mosh Pit, as the only way I can reach to prune the top is to lay a towel on the bush and surf across the top to reach the back corners.
Nims and Senor Mosh Pit
It was near the end of the day when I shot these photos, hence the dusky quality, but the actions were quite entertaining. Click on the images for a closer view.
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The Mo report is back, after a break to relocate to Seattle from Medford. We will miss the deer in the backyard, but Mo is glad to be on familiar turf and Miss Nimbus adores the place.
I have noticed Mr Mo is a little hesitant about going outside lately. He must be intimidated by the neighborhood bullies. I encourage him to go out now and then, but he seems to enjoy luxuriating in a spot near a sunny window, usually lying half in sun and half in shadow.
Mo finds a sunbeam
This funky old farmhouse has a door at the foot of the stairs, and I have cut a small cat portal in this door so the cats have free passage. I try to keep this door closed so the heat doesn’t all drift up the stairwell. Sometimes the cats knock the door open, like when Mo tries to drag his stuffed buddy Heath through the opening. In the wee hours of the morning I heard Mo open this door and I trotted down and slammed it so it was securely shut before going back to sleep.
Heath hanging out the cat door
Ha ha, morning arrives and when I try to open the door the handle is not turning the latch and then it falls out of the door, leaving me trapped in the attic. Kicking the door didn’t free me and I feared having to climb out an upstairs window and leap for a tree. Luckily I found a pair of cuticle scissors and used those in the lock mechanism to twist the latch free.
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The nerve of that trickster Mo. I suppose he loosened the screw on the doorknob too. It is fixed now, and it’s a good lesson to consider one of those attic escape ladders. That and a spring so the door shuts itself!
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bandit bob in hiding
We have a guest report this week from Bandit Bob! He is a very handsome kitty that lives in Bend, OR. With his deep blue eyes and fancy markings, he is one special boy.
Yes, it was a road trip weekend, going to visit other cool cats.
Bandit Bob lives in a house with a pretty garden, and like all cats, he knows where he looks good and chooses to hang out there. So the blue birdbath that matches his eyes is one of his favorite stations.
bandit bob at the birdbath
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Pleeeease let us out
The cats are enjoying the warm days of summer. Mo loves spending the night outside and sleeping indoors during the day. They prefer the warmer upstairs and when I get home they will be stretched out flat on the floor or on their backs, waving the paws in the air.
Miss Nimbus had to be kept inside for a few days due to a banged up eye. A redness was visible above the eye and it got swollen, either she bruised herself or got a bee sting. It is looking better this morning, and she was extra happy to get her morning petting. Poor little girlie girl! Here she is sporting her collar with fancy bead. Mo is super happy to have lost yet another collar, that bad boy. Tsk tsk.
Miss Nimbus has a sore eye
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Miss Nimbus returns
Miss Nimbus returned this week from her convalescence in the mountains. Mo was unbelievably cranky! He reacted with plenty of hissing, growling, swatting, and even charged at her. Then he went and sulked under a bookcase.
It was quite amusing hearing him growl while eating, “ggrrmmnlnrr, grrup, ggrrrhrmp, grrrmplh, grrlahr, glramph, grllu, grrllm.” He would be sitting next to me, look across the room at her, start growling and then smack me!
She was entirely relaxed, not intimidated in the least, and happy to be home.
I woke up the next morning with Miss Nims snuggled up to me purring, and Mo lying on the floor ten feet away, front legs under him like his arms are crossed, GROWLING at us! That brat stole his spot!
Miss Nims loves her big brother and follows him everywhere. By the fourth day they were settling down and I finally heard a purr out of Mr Mo. I am going out of my way to be extra nice to him.
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Mr Mo
Mr Mohawk, aka Mr Mo, aka Mr Silkypants, is my black cat. He has a natural spiky hairdo that inspired his name. His buddy, Miss Nimbus, is white with some dark thunderstorm grey spots and a grey tail. The salt and pepper cats.
The Moboy was lording it over the homestead for a second week. Miss Nimbus stayed a second week at the cat convalescent center in the mountains. I hear she is finally approaching regularity after a diet that includes cooked pumpkin and prune juice!!
Meanwhile, Mo is so happy to be the only cat and have his mistress all to himself. He will come over for a snuggle and that extra high pitch to the purr tells you he is REALLY happy. There are purrs and extreme purrs.
Here’s a photo of Mo in the garden, sporting a bead on his collar, hanging below the bell.
the mo report | mary | 
January 2, 2011 5:38 pm | 
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