The Joys of a Generous Cat

Previously posted in 2013

 

The gift giver

The gift giver

My cat Oliver likes to bring me presents. But not the good kind like a bracelet or See’s milk chocolate Molasses Chips. No, he prefers gifts that are alive, such as the mouse he once brought to my bedroom.

It happened while I was drifting off to sleep. I felt something squirming in my pillowcase. Can you imagine? I’m sure the mouse was hiding from Oliver and I don’t blame him one bit. But talk about nightmares…

Oliver, wouldn’t you rather eat tuna?

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I Have a Dream

I have a dream

Let’s just say my dream isn’t the usual, like winning an obscene amount of lottery money or being awarded a Nobel Peace Prize. And, sadly, it doesn’t compare to Martin Luther King’s noble human rights dream. No, mine is much less life-altering and electrifying.

This is it: I hope one day to get arrested. In fact, it’s #12 on my bucket list, right after Visit Australia and just before Bike Tour in Maine (neither of which I’ve accomplished yet).

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Now don’t get me wrong. I’m not actually trying to land in Marin County jail for just any crime. I’m not planning to rob a bank, as I don’t own a gun. Besides, it’s not in my nature to hurt anyone, so murder is out. I won’t even burgle a home to steal its contents and here’s why: Continue reading

This Just In: I’m Not Crazy After All

Some people call me crazy but it doesn’t bother me. In fact, I’ve been called much worse.

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Now don’t get me wrong; my potential craziness isn’t what you might think. That’s because I’m in cat rescue and am guardian to 4 of my own felines. So naturally I’m often referred to as the Crazy Cat Lady, like it’s a bad thing. A supervisor at Marin Humane even bought me a doormat saying the same. But she meant it in a good way. I think...

I wonder why I’m not called a crazy dog lady? I also have 4 canines and am as passionate about them as I am cats, yet nobody is ever referred to as crazy when they have multiple dogs. If you ask me, we cat ladies get a bad rap.

crazy dog lady

I recently read an article about the benefits of owning cats. But we cat guardians already knew that, didn’t we? (Another example of how NOT crazy we are.) We’re actually more sane than one would think. And smart? We cat ladies are smart cookies because, as it turns out, cats are good for us in more ways than one…

smart cookies

Smart cookies

#1. Cats are healthy for you. I’m not making this up. Actual studies have been done. Cats are furry little stress relievers. Something called oxytocin, a bonding hormone, is released when we pet cats. I, for one, can attest to this. After a particularly trying day, petting my fur ball Oliver always relaxes me. That is until Savannah, Tippi and Jack pile on and demand the same.

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Heck, I’m relaxed just looking at Oliver

#2. The sound of your cat purring calms your nerves and lowers your blood pressure. I’m very familiar with this fact and I wholeheartedly agree…unless it’s 3:00 a.m. and that purring cat is lying 3 inches from my pillowed ear, its whiskers twitching against my cheek. In that case, I’d like to change my answer, please.

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Tippi has exceptionally long, annoying whiskers

#3. Cat lovers may be smarter, more open minded and more sensitive. Yeah, baby! But a 2014 study also found that they tend to be more introverted. That, however, hasn’t been my experience. Would anyone who knows me call me introverted? I think not. The cat ladies I know are, for the most part, active, outgoing, engaging individuals. Not a hermit in the bunch.

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…but there are always exceptions

#4. Cat people scored higher in intelligence compared to canine’s companions. Having both dogs and cats, I suppose that means I’m both smart and dumb. So as I see it, all my bases are covered.

#5. Cats are good for your ticker. In a vascular study, researchers noticed a link between cat ownership and a decreased risk of dying of a heart attack or stroke. To that I say…

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#6. Cats keep loneliness at bay. I can tell you from experience I am never lonely. How would that be possible when I constantly have 4 felines sticking to me like furry Post-it notes?

#7. Cats are less expensive than dogs. The ASPCA says owning a furry feline instead of a pup can save you $300 to $800 a year. That may be true unless your cat needs emergency medical care (on a weekend evening, none-the-less) so a visit to pet emergency is required. Hey, how else would I have spent $638 on a Sunday night?

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One costly kitty

In conclusion, and to prove my argument that cat ladies aren’t crazy, a recent study in The Journal of Psychological Medicine showed no link between cat ownership and psychosis. In fact, being a cat lady is decidedly good for your health. So there.

Yours Truly,

A healthy, stress-free, not nervous, smart, open-minded, sensitive, not lonely and definitely not crazy cat lady.

Jack, Savannah and Tippi

My 4 cozy cats

No Time For Boredom

According to the Census Bureau, I live alone. I, however, beg to differ. Yeah, I’m currently the only 2-legged being in my household but by no means do I live alone. Not if you count 4 dogs, 4 cats and an array of foster kittens. But furry things don’t count with census takers.

Census taker

As you know, I frequently blog about my animals. After all, they give me lots to write about. One of the 8 often does something either ridiculously adorable or exceedingly frustrating…it’s a continual cycle of entertainment.

Consequently, I am never bored. Who has time for that? I’d need to pencil it into my schedule: Sunday, August 6, noon-1:00: BE BORED. I must admit it might be nice to have that luxury. When I’m not out wrangling kitties or on the tennis court, I’m at home attempting to work through my never ending honey-do list. And I’m the honey that do.

Honey do list

Now don’t get me wrong. I hire help whenever I can’t figure something out, which is rather frequently. And my neighbor Paul, Mr. Handyman, is always lending a hand or a tool. And lucky for me he has every tool ever invented. Continue reading

Livin’ the Dream

I’ve never wished to be a feral cat. Up until last week.

That’s because I’m relocating 9 cats to a property in Tiburon which is, in a word, unbelievable. This place is a replica of an Italian Villa perfectly situated on gorgeous land facing San Francisco Bay. The view is absolutely stunning…not that the cats will notice.

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These 9 felines are not socialized to people so they aren’t adoptable. Instead of being euthanized, they’re placed as mousers on properties, but fed daily, just like domestic cats. Except instead of keeping laps warm they keep gardens rodent-free.

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