Busted being nice to each other

Dad had to come home from lunch today for a quick shirt change. He was helping Mom get her bike off the back of the car, and he's never had trouble with grease before, but today Mom said, "Be careful not to get grease on you," so of course he got grease on his shirt. So he rushed home to change. When he came upstairs, Huggy Bear and Josie were leaving the laundry room, and Dad saw Maggie napping on the futon up there. He suspects there might have been some friendly, close quarters napping going on between the two girls who usually prefer to tussle and hiss at each other. He didn't see it directly, but there was tell-tale fur. In their defense, the air is coolest in that room.

A nice reunion story...

This cat found his way home from six miles away! I find these kinds of stories to just be amazing, and uplifting.

Maggie's birthday cake

It's a little belated, but here's some pics from Maggie's birthday cake for her seventh birthday. I still can't believe my littlest sister is seven!


Maggie got the first taste.


She was nice and shared with me. Then Dad divided the cake up into bowls for the rest of us so no one hogged all the Stinky Goodness.

It is our tradition to get a birthday cake in the shape of our year. Being the oldest, that means my cakes will just keep getting bigger!

No birthday cake pictures?!?

I just realized last night that we got preoccupied with little Rocky and never uploaded Maggie's birthday cake pictures. I will see about getting Mom and Dad to fix that tonight.

A little Rocky update ... He got to take a big road trip from Columbia to Atlanta. Aunt Tiff's mom was sick and in the hospital so Aunt Tiff took Rocky with her and went to spent some time with her Mom. Mom and Dad have been checking on Lucy and Ethel (as much as they can, since they are scaredy cats and hide under Aunt Tiff's comforter when Mom and Dad come over). But Aunt Tiff's mom is feeling better and will be out of the hospital soon, so Mom will be able to squeeze on Rocky some more. I hope that takes care of her kitten fever.

Visiting Rocky

Mom and Dad visited with Rocky the other night. He had a rough day the day before. Aunt Tiff had to take him to the vet because he was drooling excessively and foaming at the mouth. He's been very ill from the day he was trapped, so everyone is very cautious with him. But by the afternoon, Rocky was back to being a high energy kitten again. Mom and Dad think he licked a bug or some litter or something else that tasted bad. But since he only weighs 1.86 pounds, it's better to be safe.


Here's Rocky on top of his little BoyCat Cave.


Mom and Dad also got a rare Lucy sighting. Lucy and Ethel usually hide out when Mom and Dad go visit Aunt Tiff. But I guess since Mom and Dad were in with Rocky for so long, Lucy must have relaxed and got back in her cat tree. Hopefully they will eventually socialize.

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And here's a little non-cat related bit ... for the Moms out there: Mom and Dad went to see Rick Springfield in concert on Friday night. It was an outdoor concert, and 98 degrees, so Rick got a little hot and, well, this happened...


Dad said it was a great concert. And they got to hear Jessie's Girl live...

Here's Rocky!

Aunt Tiff picked up Rocky yesterday around noon. She brought him by the theatre for Mom and Dad to meet him, and it was right before rehearsals so Rocky got lots of love by all the great kids in Camp Rock.


Here's Mom holding Rocky in Mom's office. He's still getting used to different surroundings. He's very fast and likes to hide under stuff. But he's getting more comfortable by the minute. Later last night Dad went to Aunt Tiff's to visit Rocky again. Dad turned Rocky's purr on. He has a very good, loud purr. It was late, and Rocky almost purred Dad to sleep. At first Rocky wanted to climb out of Dad's hands, but by the end Rocky was curled up on Dad's lap.

Well, Rocky is a brave bot for sure. We were having horrible storms last night with lightning and thunder and Rocky got right up in the window to take it all in. I can only imagine what kind of life he had before he was rescued. Non one really know how old he is, but he is pretty tiny -- about two hand fulls.

His sisters (Lucy and Ethel) are getting introduced to him slowly. They are undergoing scent neutralization (rub a washcloth on him, then on them, and vice versa, and then leaving the cloth near their food so they associate him smell with something good like food). There was some hissing yesterday, as expected. But it won't be long before there's a big cat pile, because they are all snugglers.

We are very happy for Aunt Tiff. But we are especially happy for Rocky.