Saturday 19 July 2014


Hey Crafters,

as promised a few days ago, I'd like to introduce you to my two cats today.

Phoebe is my older cat, about 13 years and we've had her for about 10 years now. She came to us together with Smokey from a local animal shelter, so we don't know much about her early life. But it must have been hard sometimes, she's a fearful thing. When she first moved in, and later when we had to move, she took the change very hard, hiding under the couch for days. She's very jumpy and runs away from all kinds of noises, but she's also curious and will come back soon to check what's going on.

She hates beeing touched on the feet and belly, and will bite if you do so. And she seems to dislike men, which is the reason why she and my ex never trusted each other much. She bit him one too many times, I guess. So she picked me for "her" human from the start, and with me she's such a lovely cuddly darling. When I work at my desk (I work from homeoffice a lot) she likes to sit on my lap, preferrably wrapped in a blanked with me and purrs all day long. On all other occasions, she hates the feeling of beeing trapped or enclosed, so she would never ever sleep under the sheets like Smokey used to do. But she likes to sleep on my belly or right beside me, touching my arm or shoulder.

She and Smokey were never very attached to each other, but after Smokey's death she seemed rather lonely, wanting to be stroked all day, therefore we decided to find another cat.

So, just a few weeks ago, little Nala  moved in to keep Phoebe company. We got her from a family who didn't cope with her liveliness. She is still young, not yet a year old and so small, I constantly want to pick her up and comfort  her. Our vet thinks, she's not going to grow much more. She's also very playful and wild, constantly chasing things - anything. Our fly and spider population has massivly decreased lately.

When she moved in, she hid under the tile stove (I never knew there was anything to hide under there) for a whole day, before I was able to coax her out with some food and close the entrance. Then I talked to her softly and tried to make her come to me and though I never really expected that to  work, it did. She came to me, rubbed her head on my hand and switched on purring. After that the ice was broken and we spent half the night cuddling and exploring the room. By the next morning she'd found a new hiding place, but she wasn't so scared any more and would leave it to play.

We took some time, to introduce her to Phoebe slowly, but they did quite well. Both still spit at each other, if they come to close, but they hardly ever fight. Except when Nala tries to catch Phoebe's tail, Phoebe really doesn't appreciate that.

By now, Nala has pretty much conquered the place, and plays the little devil, breaking things, creating a mess, stealing food. But hey, we knew what we gambled for, she's a lively young cat and we love her with all her faults and virtues.

So, that's it for now, no cards today. My girls will be back from their grandparents soon, and then we'll all have visitors in the afternoon, so I really should get some work done now.

Have a great day

1 comment:

  1. Great cats! I have a home-like tortie cat, called Nice. It is very possessive:-)