“Some people talk to animals. Not many listen though. That’s the problem.” ― A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh
Both of our cats love water so in the horrible heat recently we decided to see what they thought of the shower. Both loved it! It of course ended in a cat fight but let’s be honest when does exploring with siblings not?!
“I have studied many philosophers and many cats. The wisdom of cats is infinitely superior.” ― Hippolyte Taine
Our lovely not so little kitties have reached twelve months of age. So being the responsible pet owners were are, the time came for us to take them to the vet for a checkup. I made appointments for our two little cherubs and arranged a double appointment for our beloved Zelda. Giving them very clear warnings about her claws, extreme distaste for being touched or handled in any way and positive terror of strangers.
We got the travel cages out, left them on the ground for them to get used to the idea of and the time came, Dave picked up Mr Bertie without a fuss, put him and and he sat very happily surrounded by his comfy blankets and his ‘comfort toy’ (strange cat).
Then came the moment we had been dreading… Trying to get Zelda into the travel cage… As much as she loves us both now, hands are still viewed as evil. Since she is overall much easier for me to handle than Dave, again goodness knows why (or in this case only one crazy cat knows why), the person with the least experience with cats had a go at capturing and terrified kitty. I gave her some food, she rubbed against my legs, she let me crouch down and she rubbed against my hands. The second I tried to pick her up she freaked riiiiiight out. Ran around like a mad thing. In the end Dave had to try using a sheet to catch her.
All to no avail. In the end she was going to hurt herself she was so worked up. So Zelda decided to stay home and Bertie went to the vet alone.
Bertie was the cutest little guy, very happy as long as either of us were touching him too and when he started to stress on the way home, I climbed into the backseat and did a naughty, just opened the cage door and he crawled onto my lap and became so contented he was purring like a chainsaw! lol.
Who said siblings were alike?!
After we got home, Zelda did this herself half an hour later…..
A week of over 40 degrees in Melbourne… Well this leaves us with mixed feelings in our household. Our reptiles think they are in heaven and it is always the most active and playful time of the year. However, our triple coated Siberian cats are definitely not as keen!
We leave them with ice blocks, ice packs, water to climb in as well as water to drink and they cope fairly well but they also become inventive themselves.
Last night one of our lovely kitties found the coolest part of our house… Luckily it was dirty washing not freshly washed!
Everyone take care of your lovely pets in the heat!!
“Dogs never bite me. Just humans.”
― Marilyn Monroe
We have had heat lamp issues in our house recently. Both the snake and the lizard’s heat lamps blew. Now it has been fairly warm so we didn’t worry too much but only have one spare. The snake is more ‘fragile’ in relation to the cold and the lizard has a heat rock so the snake won.
This left us with one very nice, happy and warm snake but one slightly chilly lizard. He has been sitting on his heat rock fairly regularly and I have been being a lovely mother and regularly getting him out so he can have body warmth until we can go and buy another lamp.
This leads us to the issue we had yesterday. He generally loves sitting on my chest, a little like a broach (typical man) he just treats it like a shelf for him to sit on. This is a usual habit and easy for me as it leaves me hands free to do whatever else I like. Yesterday however, I was wearing a t-shirt with a shiny yellow batman symbol on it. I didn’t even think about this, but to him… My goodness… Blew his mind!
First he refused to sit on it and kept running either up onto my shoulder or down into my hands, then when he finally stopped and sat there. He was dead still. Unusual for him. Then puffed out his beard, at this point I was beginning to understand and then he attempted to eat the yellow design…. Hmm… Turns out my lizard thought that my breasts were edible…. Guess who went straight back into his enclosure.
Note to self. Do not wear that top while handling Daeny again!