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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My Antenna Theory

Many moons ago, Jim, my ex-hubby and I had an old TV antenna on our roof, left by the previous homeowners. It was a huge metal eyesore, not connected to anything but the chimney, I suppose for support. Why it was still there? What purpose did it serve? Here’s my theory…

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I believe that antenna’s sole purpose was to emit some sort of vibration recognized only by the dogs of Marin County. When they heard this silent emission, I envisioned German Shepherds jumping their backyard fences and Beagles leaping out open windows all in search of our front porch. I tell ya, if there was a stray dog within a mile, it seemed to end up at our house.

shepherd jumping fence

Now don’t get me wrong; not only did strays wander into our yard but I also spotted them (and still do) while driving about town. Knowing I’m an animal lover, Jim was convinced I enticed them with treats hidden in my car trunk or some such nonsense. I would never do that. I prefer to keep all treats in the glove compartment. 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…

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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.

oliver on dog bed

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.

hermit cat lady

…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

Creatures of Habit

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We’re all creatures of habit, don’t you think?

Now don’t get me wrong; I’m sure some unique souls out there don’t have routines, but I don’t know of any. Do you? I do, however, know myself and my animals. I can predict what they’ll do even before they do it because, well, it’s habit.

I’m no exception with routines. For instance, in the shower I first wash my hair, then my body. Wouldn’t occur to me to do it in reverse. Without fail, I put on my left sock before my right. I floss my upper teeth before my lower. It’s a habit for me to forget my bags when I grocery shop. Every. Single. Time.

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Forgotten in the door of my car

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