Buddy

 

 

Buddy 

Caturday

 

No longer on the Material Plane.

Captain

#Caturday

 

Zentangle Cat

 Really enjoying my Structured Doodle Art called Zentangle.

Well, Part Art, Part Meditation, Part Affirmation that

Art can be Therapeutic Expression of Emotion,

Sometimes even surprising Myself,

Seeing the Messages in the Finished Piece.

Yesterday, My Cat 🐈‍⬛  Dagen was my inspiration,

You know, the feline child who wakes me for her 3 am feeding 🥱

Cats 🐈‍⬛ & Other Friends

 I know it’s not #Caturday yet,

Can’t resist posting this tweet 🐣 on my blog 🎁🎄👩‍💻

Never dreamed of a place like this,
Ethereal Connections,
Virtual Friends,
A Big (small) Earth 🌎 where We dwell,
Rituals like #Caturday 🐱❤️🎄🎁🐈‍⬛😷❤️‍🩹📕🤘🏽🎥📕🌎🌍 https://t.co/ExiwgPHfNn pic.twitter.com/TC0NEyT5OI

— Mary Gerdt Parler:Alvarita1 (@marygerdt) December 18, 2021

Baby is Growing

 

Baby Boo Boo

 

Smurf #Caturday

 Going through old photos and found this one of Smurf as a kitten.

She was one of our many cats, early 1980’s 🐈‍⬛ 

#Caturday

 From the archives,

Tommy, aka Napoleon.

He was a great cat.

He died just as we were moving to Virginia.

We miss him still.

Meela

 Was just thinking how important it was for us to have a cat companion. Meela

#Caturday

Tommy

Aka Napoleon

2000-2018

Best Cats

Loved my dear departed black #cats ❤️
Captain Blakely Quebec and Jasper Sean R.I.P. pic.twitter.com/JhZLE33kQG

— Mary Gerdt (@marygerdt) April 9, 2019

#Caturday

tommy (above) from archives

(Below) Captain and Jasper Sean, rip

Tribute to a Great Cat

Great Cats,

Truly Great Cats,

are rare enough,

and plentiful enough,

that we have had a few.

Captain ...a Y2K cat

Girly was born in Y2k

aka

Whitney

A friend, Lisa, wanted a kitten.

We had so many that year that just materialized here.

With the help of Green Mountain Animal Defenders,

We were able to trap and neuter them.

Whitney and Captain were quasi-siblings.

I wanted to give Captain to Lisa.

He would have none of it. Usually mild, he stomped away.

That left Whitney,

7 toed wonderful sweet girl.

Lisa took her and had her until Lisa became ill.

We agreed to always take her back if Lisa needed us to.

The time had come.

Her name was changed to Meredian, after a song that Lisa was into...:)

When she moved back here, we changed her name to Girly Girl,

Called her also Missy, Miss Girly Girl, etc....

Always delightful,

Loving and distant.

Cuddly and defiant.

Dominant girl cat.

You don't always know the dominant cats.

Captain was dominant too. The male King.

He was furious at us for letting Whitney (his Queen) go away.

We thought nothing of it.

I was so surprised.

Girly/Missy even tweeted...

@Miguel_J_Ferrer @NCISLA_CBS @NCIS_CBS Never miss this great show! Missy here too! pic.twitter.com/OpIgVcfY8p
— Mary Gerdt (@marygerdt) May 14, 2014

Girly has been sick lately. Looked like an infected tooth.
We love our office vets, but It is so hard to get animals to the vet office.
So I called our Mobile Vet. It was a great option for us, for the cats.
We really appreciate Dr. Ross and his team of assistants for making Girly comfortable,
explaining her problems,
and respecting her choice to be seen at home.
Kind of back to the future, really.
Check them out on FB

https://www.facebook.com/VermontMobileVet/info


Girly went to heaven this morning.
The vet came and they examined her under anesthesia.
She had cancer above the bad tooth.
We were lucky she went this far.
The vet then talked to me again, We agreed to have her euthanized if it was cancer and not just a bad tooth, which had been the plan.
It was all as peaceful as could be.

As is the custom,
I opened a window.
Looked for crows...
Saw none, how odd...

Rest in Peace our Miss Whitney Meredien Girly Girl
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Signposts

I Kept seeing Sean was a signpost,

or at least imagined he was.

We had him15 years,

1/2 the time I have lived in Vermont.

30 (ok +3) years ago I took anatomy& physiology for RN school.

It was the first biggest test of my metal.

My instructor handed me a dead formaldehyde preserved cat.

It actually looked a lot like Sean.

About 45 years ago in Illinois, my family had a cat who looked like Sean.

We named him Paca which is Swahili for black 

(according to the 26 language dictionary I had got at the 7th grade book fair)

Mom had a black cat statue which had Sean's posture.

So I see a pattern of black cats crossing my path about every 15 years,

maybe it has no meaning or relevance,

but if it does, for me they have all been good luck.

Captain Blakely Quebec

Captain Blakely Quebec

2000-2012

A few years ago



Last week


He took ill last night. Was 12 years old. Survived Thyroid disease with I-131.
He died this afternoon of heart failure.
He is a Best Cat. More special than most.
Dominant, demanding, affectionate, possessive.
He use to "talk" to Mom on my lap through the phone lines. He would purr loudly
when he heard her voice and I would ask her but she said she could not hear him.
Then he would "Meow" and she heard that.
The cats were shaken up at our grief about Mom,
compounded today,
the whole house grieves.

 

Best Cats

Best Cats

We have never gone

anywhere to

get a cat

or kitten.

Still we have had our share

of tending animals dropped off

or wiggling into our lives.

We started naming the ferals

by their colors.

This was Blacky,

another great cat,

even though she had a hunger for birds.

Blacky is gone now,

I found this old post photo.

We will remember her always

and wish she could have taken

that step to live inside.