I was looking back through my photos, looking for a specific set of photos...I came across these of the kitties...they were 8 days old in the photo above. Look at Bubbie...he is the one all the way to the right...the one underneath the other one is Puss Puss....and Cougar is the dark tabby one between his mommy's arms. Notice the size of them...Bubbie was the runt, and Puss Puss looks like she was one of the bigger ones.I chose Cougar as my own I think when he was one day old...went to bring him home when he was six weeks old. My daughter told me a few days before that he and Puss Puss were extra close to each other...that you never seen one without the other. I didn't even think about bringing two home. But on the way to get him, I told Roger about how they were by each other.
So, we get there and visit a little bit, then start to leave....and I get Cougar...and he got Puss Puss...
I think it was the first night or two we got them home, they played and played and explored the area...and suddenly we realized we could not find the Puss Puss. We started searching...gave tbe house quick once over...and did it a time or two. Looking under the bed, behind anything she might fit. I can remember feeling like it was impossible for her to so disappear....but getting sort of scared at the same time.
About that time, Roger found her asleep in the kleenes box....
This is how they were by each other till Bubbie and Mama Cat came to live with us. They always slept together all balled up till it was hard to tell which head belonged with which body. Now you just never see it, though every now and then you will catch little actions till you know they are still each other's best pal....one will wash the other's face or some little sign.*************
I was standing watching the birds....I had thrown birdseed on top of the ice since their feeder was frozen and I couldn't get it down. So all the birds come and go...and this cardinal lands right, and decides to hop/fly over a couple feet...if even that. You know how they flit about when there is food on the ground. Well, she flitted and when she landed, she slid about 6 inches...she did that jerk sort of like we do to catch herself. Only her wings helped her...I know this is not a good description, but it was funny.
I am getting very weary of this ice...I almost fell a couple times yesterday...and I did that jerk one does to keep from falling and my neck was so stiff and sore last night. and Roger did fall...but is none the worse for wear. I think there is at least 3 inches of ice everywhere. They showed on the evening news where some of the employees were out in the parking lot playing ice hockey on their break....
