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Juggling kittens

You’d think it would be quieter and calmer now that the J Team have left, but somehow it just isn’t. Perhaps its because the remaining kittens are getting bigger. In some ways that makes it better … Shadow has been spayed and is now being allowed out for brief periods. She’s burning her kitten energy off in the garden, chasing up and down the lawn and launching herself at low flying insects. That’s sparing our curtains from low flying cats to a large extent.

shadow outside for first time3

She’s a bit of a bully with the little I-s though, mugging them and snatching their toys off them … and a nuisance to the adult residents who don’t appreciate her pouncing on their tails just because they flicked them.  So sometimes she ends up banished to her bedroom.  That should give us some peace … but then she cries because she’s lonely and doesn’t really understand why she’s been shut away.

Meanwhile the I-s are getting bigger, and whereas at one time they’d have their bottle and then go to sleep on the sofa, they’re now venturing upstairs and bouncing on my head when I’m trying to sleep.  I’m enough of a crazy cat lady to roll over and shrug that off a lot of the time, but between Shadow crying in the room next door to my bedroom, and the I Team pouncing on me I’ve not been getting enough sleep to properly get up and go to work in a morning. So during the week, Indie and Inky are now being confined to the conservatory at night.  Of course it’s getting colder in there, so we’ve taken the Flat Cat screen from the E Team’s window and put it on the kitchen window, so that some warmer air goes through into the conservatory.  Then we make them a hot water bottle and tuck them in for the night.  There are always bedtime stories about lost little kittens finding their furever homes and living happily ever after of course.

cc inky & indie

Whenever possible we’re trying to let Shadow and the I-s mix in with the residents and have lots of cuddle and play time.  Sometimes that goes well …. Shadow, Indie and Inky can share a meal

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Or we have the wonderful sight of black cats in 3 different sizes sharing the space

Before anyone gets excited about adoption …. the large black cat is one of my residents and isn’t going anywhere!

Then of course there are the growing E Team …… but that’s another story.

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an epistle from Lord Merlin

We’re delighted that Merlin has stayed in touch with us since he went to his new home. He’s gone from strength to strength really, delighting in now being called “Lord Merlin” … though we can’t help but still think of him as Merlibops. Whilst most cats leave here with basic IT skills, he’s been polishing his over the last few months and today took control of his dad’s lap top to send his latest missive.

“Psst

It’s me again, Lord Merlin.

Listen, while I’ve got control of the
keyboard I thought that I’d get in touch.

Things are going well here, I’m
enjoying the rather clement weather and my dad has put some nice garden
furniture and parasol out for me which I like to take advantage of at the
moment. We had something called a “barby” the other day and that involved me
eating lamb chops outside which I quite enjoyed, it was certainly different!

We’ve got a Spanish student called Miguel staying with us at the moment, he’s a
nice guy but I can’t understand a word he’s saying and when my dad talks to him
he speaks in this strange language too? What I have found though is that Miguel
seems to understand me, because when I meow at him he gives me Dreamies, he’s a
right soft touch. Don’t tell my dad but I’ve managed to get two breakfasts a
few times by conning Miguel!

I’ve still not persuaded my dad to put the
Archers on for me, so I’m right out of touch with developments in Ambridge.
I’ve spent the past month watching and listening to the World Cup and Wimbledon
and now he’s got me watching something called cricket. I sort of understand it
but I just can’t get to grips with the complexities of the LBW law, my dad’s
tried explaining it to me but in all honestly he may as well be speaking
Ancient Greek or indeed Spanish!

merlin july 2014

Right I must go I’ve just noticed that my arch
enemy across the road is out and about and I want to make sure that he doesn’t
get any ideas about going in any of MY gardens. I’m getting ever so brave these
days and scared him off the other day, I’ve attached a picture to prove it!

Speak soon

Lord Merlin ”

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Happy Anniversary?

We’ve been thinking about anniversaries just recently.   Thinking how it would be nice to have a proper anniversary date to celebrate the start of 8 Lives.    We were feeling sad that the start date is unclear as we just kind of gradually evolved.   Then the residents pointed out that uncertainty could be a good excuse to crack open the beer and catnip on not just one but several days every year.

my lads on the nip

my lads on the nip

We didn’t actually sign our constitution until 23 September last year, just one day off being 3 years to the day that my precious Midgecat died and catapulted me from being a one-cat-human to getting up to my neck in cat rescue. Here she is, my darling girl:

life was easier then

life was easier then

However we’d already started thinking of ourselves as 8 Lives in early August 2013 when we took in Bracken, discovered 20 minutes later that he was chipped, and were able to reunite him with his family whom he’d lost 5 years ago!

Bracken our first and shortest stay cat

Bracken our first and shortest stay cat

The first 8 Lives cat who actually made it home with us was Jake on 7 August. We’re delighted that he re-homed himself close by, continues to visit, and now sends his small human to child proof our kittens.

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If we rewind a bit from that though, there was a fudgy period going right back to April where we were taking in cats who weren’t under the care of any other rescue. So that’s the anniversary we’re celebrating right now. Rocky came to us on 19 April, our first independent cat, followed closely by Morris on 24 April.

Rocky

Rocky

Morris

Morris

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spot the difference

For those of you who remember this

jak, very frightened in emergency rescue

jak, very frightened in emergency rescue

and this

jak & jenni hiding

jak & jenni hiding

we think you’ll enjoy this

jak and jenny

 

With huge thanks to Wizz Catz who helped me to start to get them settled, and to their amazing new humans who were willing to give a couple of “less easy to home” cats a chance.

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a rather special young man

Whilst cruising on facebook late on Sunday evening, I noticed a post from a good friend of mine who does a lot for cat rescue, asking if anyone had a space for a kitten.   It feels impossible to take another adult into rescue at the moment because of the situation with Mog, however I think we can always squeeze a kitten in.  So it was that after we’d dropped Bramble off at the vet for spaying, and before we took Leo to his new home, I went up to collect this little bit of smelly fluff.  My friend had been about to go to bed on Sunday when she heard a cry at the door, opened it and found little Stinky, soaking wet and ravenous on her doorstep.   He spent the night in her bathroom, not a bad place for him really, given the state he was in: living rough, being very young, having long fur and an upset tum are just not a good combination.

fresh out the bath .. and still purring

fresh out the bath .. and still purring

We put him in the wash basin, and to our amazement, once we’d explained to him what we were going to do and why, he sat and purred whilst we bathed his back end.   I say “he” only with the knowledge of hindsight, at the time he was so matted and mucky back there it was difficult to tell.  He also bravely endured having to go in a crate when he first arrived here.   He’s a sweet and good natured young man in spite of all he’s been through.  He’s not chipped and no one appears to be looking for him.  We suspect he may have been roughing it for some time.

settling in .. our 100th cat

settling in .. our 100th cat

Not only is he special because he’s him and adorable, he has the dubious honour of being the 100th cat I’ve taken in since my Midgecat died in September 2010.

 

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Bramble – the blurriest kitten ever

Bramble came to us yesterday, after  us following her on free and cheap pet sites on facebook right through Christmas.   There’s a whole ethical and emotional roller coaster ride to be had from following these kind of pages.   That’s maybe a post for another day.  What got me was that Bramble looked like my Midgecat …. what I could see of her … the photo that was posted was so blurred it wasn’t easy to tell.    I saw her offered to everyone who said they wanted a cat … on lots of different groups …… her price gradually decreasing ….. until yesterday I could bear it no longer.

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My feelings towards the family who were advertising her, and not even providing a decent picture of her, changed a little when I met them.  I’ll not go into detail, that’s not the point here.

She’s a little sweetie …. but ……. I can see why they didn’t manage a decent pic of her!  I must have taken well over a hundred in the last 24 hours … and can I get a decent one?  Every time, just as its about to fire, she moves!  She’s a very pretty kitty, but she’s not going to let anyone know it.

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2013 ..

It’s been a mixed sort of year.   The cats at the start of 2013 were fosters from another rescue, then a collection who for various reasons came through the local cattery, and then after August the cats who came were 8 Lives Cat Rescue cats.  Amidst all the angst and upheaval of the year, there are a couple of things that remain constant:

  •  There are a frightening number of cats and kittens out there who need help
  •  There are a surprising number of very lovely people who are willing to offer the above cats spaces in their hearts and homes.

Here are some of this year’s cats chilling in their new homes

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Some are photos of when they’ve first arrived, others of when they’re more settled.   Panda and Dunlop went to their new home in January this year, they didn’t stay hiding under the sofa for long.  Jak and Jenny went to their new home only a few days ago – we hope they don’t continue to look this worried.   It’s been lovely seeing photos of our kits getting to know their new older brothers and sisters, feline and bunny, and to see them relaxing, being spoiled stupid with toys and treats, and knowing most of all that they’re now loved and cared for.

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sneak preview for 2014

What’s coming up at 8 Lives for 2014?   Well, for one thing …. Leo is!

This Xmas’ heart throb arrived yesterday.   Because he came at Christmas Sooty wanted to call him Cheeses, Flipper wanted him to be Rudolph, I’d vaguely entertained the idea of Santa or Claus …. but when it came to it, we called him Leo, the name the lovely lady who brought him into rescue would have given him had she not been afraid to name him in case she couldn’t part with him.   She’s a fantastic person who helps lots of strays in Birmingham, and spotted Leo living amongst them when he was only quite a small kitten.  She took him in and cared for him but hasn’t had any luck re homing him.

leo arrives, greeted by honey and flipper

leo arrives, greeted by honey and flipper

We met half way at a service station, he had a narrow escape from being called Donny as a result of that.   He slept most of the way home.   In fact he was so quiet that by the time we got to Chesterfield I was wondering which vets might be open at that time on a Saturday.

leo & the shoe rack1

I needn’t have worried, he hopped out of the carrier once we were home, and after a brief interval of being overwhelmed by the other cats and hiding under the shoe rack, he bounced out and was fine.   I wasn’t going to bother with putting the tree up this year, but with it being his first Christmas and all, I trudged up to the loft to get it.   Leo took on the challenge of helping to assemble it very calmly.   Flipper feigned indifference, “been there, trashed that”, and sat on the scratch post supervising him.

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Today he looks like he’s always lived here.   Jango is clearly his super hero and role model.  You won’t go far wrong having Jang as your role model …. indeed you won’t go very far at all!   He’s happily finding all the best places to sprawl himself out.

Leo is going to be just such a catch for some lucky person / family.   He’s about 6 months old now, used to living with cats and dogs.  His keyboard skills aren’t brilliant … though for an excited youngster they’re not bad.  We’re also concerned he may have a slight alcohol problem ….. but hopeful that in the right home he’ll be able to work through that.

leo with my beer2

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… bring the fatted pilchard

Some of my readers are aware that along with my love of cats, I’m also passionate about theology. It’s a tricky subject in a household where everyone other than me sincerely and simply believes that THEY ARE god. However, we muddle along, and over the last couple of days we’ve been revisiting the story of the prodigal son.

Facebook friends might well be aware of where this is going, as celebrations of Mog’s return began yesterday afternoon.

Mog has had a long hot summer on the allotments, and hasn’t been home since Easter. She’s managed to wind a lot of lovely lovely people around her little finger, so instead of looking like a poor stray living rough, she’s had more the appearance of Six Dinner Sid throughout the whole time. However, its getting cold, and dark early so difficult to go to see her after work, and then a neighbour told me about her cat who had been bitten by … well we don’t know what by, another cat, dog, fox.

six dinner sid

six dinner sid

Aunty Moggie (who tells me she doesn’t like cats … but nevertheless appears to have a soft spot for Mog) donated a lovely warm kennel for her to have on the allotment, so on Friday morning I went over to deliver it. I was horrified to see that Mog had a puncture mark by her ear, and signs of another set of teeth lower down her face. I’d been trying to make the best of a bad job with her living on the allotments, but something snapped in me when I saw that, and I decided she had to come home. Getting her into the carrier was one of the most scary things I’ve ever done. It’s not about my fear of being scratched or bitten, but fear that I only had one chance at it. If I didn’t manage it she’d be off into the allotment that I didn’t have a key for and would probably never trust me again. Visions of sitting up all night on a pitch dark, deserted allotment waiting for her to go into a trap. It wasn’t dignified but I stroked her, and then scruffed her and rammed her in the carrier.

Just to make it worse, we went home via the vets. Her booster was due and over due, and I needed the wound checking out. Tim at Vets4Pets was brilliant as ever and we got her sorted.

mog home3

mog home1

And so back home … my Mog … home for the first time in over 6 months! Into the spare bedroom that Meg vacated last week. My Mog, in my house again at last! To be honest I was afraid she might do the wall of death when confined inside again … but she had something to eat, settled down, snuggled on of Aunty Wizz’s lovely catnip pillows and went to sleep.

mog home5

The feast has been flowing since then. New packet of boiled ham cracked open, lots of tins of pilchards served, treats running freely. I keep going upstairs to snuggle her ….. just because I can, lots of lovely purry snuggles. The permanent residents are a bit grouchy about all the fuss …… but trying to focus on the can opener

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day eleven in the house

We’ve been doing our best here with Jak and Jen over the last few days, and muddling along together we’d made some real progress. However the reality was that they were still very scared, and if I’m honest … so was I. If they jump, I jump … and if Jen jumps then so does Jak and vice versa …. so we’ve all been playing on each others anxiety.

jak & jen 15 nov2

Today however has been a real turning point. Wizzcat came to visit with her magic stick and blankie. I watched …… absolutely awestruck as she approached Jak, first with the magic wand, then with the blanket, and then proceeded to give him a full body massage starting under his chin and then moving on to his ears. Bless him, those ears have held so much tension over the last couple of weeks … flattening them down against his head as he’s been doing must be exhausting. It was heartbreaking to see how he was shaking with fear at even the most careful touch, but it was also the start of some real hope that he could learn to enjoy human touch, and with an understanding human might be able to have a happy life as part of a family.

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Sigh …….. it looked so easy when Wizz did it. When I went in later to try to continue the work I felt like I was just poking the poor souls with a stick. Having said that … Jak settled down fairly happily to being stroked with the nagic wand and had his chin, ears and shoulders rubbed. He settled his head down and closed his eyes whilst I was rubbing his head with the wand. I’m not sure if it was a snore or the start of a purr, but the sound startled both of us a bit and we jumped back to attention. Jen is a bit more feisty but also a bit more confident and she’s been quite happily taking Dreamies from my hands and enjoying a stroke.

My lovely Sooty wasn’t at all scared of Wizz and confidently helped himself to rummaging in her handbag …. bless him. I think its his age that lets him get away with it 🙂

soot in wizz's bag2

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