The howler

Fitting in with the Halloween/Full Moon theme, we have the howler — my cat, Vince.  He has always been a talker.  He used to dash up the stairs to my quilt studio and howl for me to come upstairs.  I’d get into the curved stairwell to find his little face hanging over the top of the stairs, looking down on me, waiting for me to come up and get to work!  I had to stop letting him up into the studio, not because he liked to get on the quilting machine, but because his fondness for quilt batting led him astray from the scraps I provided him to trying to nestle into the full rolls of batting.  Most clients would prefer not to have additional cat hair in their quilts (although some quilts arrive here with a substantial amount already on them!), so kitties had to be banished from the studio.

Vince is getting on in years.  I can’t find his papers at the moment, but I think he’s going on 14.  This would mean that in people years, he’s probably older than I am, and you know how much I complain about my aches and pains.  He has, lately, been really howling up a storm.  At times, I think the constant howling will drive me out of my mind, but then I realize there is no driving necessary, I have arrived!  Anyway, I finally found something that seems to help.  I set my little sewing table I take to retreats up in a sunny window in the living room, put an old dog bed pad on it, and sprinkled it liberally with catnip.  I then placed Vince in the middle of it.  Two minutes later, I had a very stoned but quiet cat!  Ah, what a relief.  With the windows open in the house, I often think that people passing on the sidewalk must think I’m swinging him around by his tail.  I think we may need to take a trip to the vet to see if he is in any pain (doesn’t seem to be) and if there is anything I can do to make him more comfortable in his later years.

Vince sept 2013

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Here she is!

Well, Sadie has been under the recliner all day, so I found her adoption photo and will post that here.  I’ve plied her with treats, food, and water, and she just came out for a bit, so I don’t want to spook her with camera flash.

When she is out in the room, she’s pretty frisky.  I’ve got a few toys to spring on her when she’s feeling a little more secure.  Vince is still hissing when he sees her, but I am SO happy to say that he has ceased howling.  Maybe the arrival of a new cat has brought home to him that Junior is, indeed, gone.  Sadie is so sweet, she begins to purr loudly almost the instant you touch her.  She and Ozzie have done some nose touching and rubbing up next to one another.  Now we just have to work on Vince.

I received a package through UPS today from the Country Register.  You may see these free publications in your local quilt store.  They are regional, so if you don’t live in Oregon, you won’t get the Oregon issue.  The February/March edition is the annual quilting and needlework issue, and guess who’s part of the story on page nine?  Just across from my ad on page eight!  I was so surprised to see it, but boy is it nice.

Ozzie and I ventured out in the downpour today (we have nearly 2 inches of rain in just over 12 hours) and ran errands to the bank, Costco, and PetSmart.  I had to go to the bank not only to make a deposit, but because when I tried to use my debit card yesterday (to pay Sadie’s adoption fee) my card was declined.  When I called the credit union, they told me they had cancelled the card and I was supposed to be using the one they sent me in October.  Say what?  I never did get a new card, so today, we had to go fix that.  We laid in supplies for both the animals and myself, and I’m very glad we did.  I have been wondering why my joints hurt so badly lately, despite my walking, walking, walking, and stretching exercises.  Apparently I have a virus, so I’ll be on the couch for a day or two.  I hope this passes quickly.

It’s so quiet!

Well, despite having a bit of a queasy feeling in my stomach about it, I headed off to Greenhill Humane Society yesterday afternoon and adopted the sweetest little black cat named Sadie.  I am hoping that she and Vincent will become friends, snuggle, and keep Vince from howling his fool head off 24/7.  The howling seems to have stopped, but it’s been replaced by occasional hissing.  Typical male, Vince has been totally miserable for a few months now, but when you try and fix the problem for him, he’s totally pissed about it.  I thought I would get you all a picture of Sadie after she came out from behind the toilet in the bathroom, but she’s now taken up residence under the recliner in the living room.  When she’s not hiding and trying to figure out what’s going on, she’s a wonderful kitty.  Very affectionate — in fact, when I walked into the cattery, she walked over to me, stood up on her hind legs and put her paws on my knee, and when I bent down, she kissed me on the nose.  That was all it took for me.  Sadie is a year old and had been adopted last October, but her owner brought her back because she moved in with someone who doesn’t like cats.  I don’t know about you, but I would have chosen the cat over just about anyone else!  She’s got a really weird-looking tail, as she had an infection at the tip of it and required a bit of surgery to finally heal it up.  So, half of her tail has hair that is half as long as the rest of the tail.  It gives her some character — perhaps that’s what has Vince so upset.

Ozzie, by the way, is very careful with the little kitty.  They’ve touched noses several times now and Sadie gave Ozzie a good rub this morning as she walked around him.  I think they will be fast friends.  Now we just need to get Vince to mellow out.

Pictures coming soon when I can get Sadie out in the open. It may take a few days.  I’d rather they all ease into the adjustment than to force the issue and end up with a cat fight in the middle of my house!