Fur Baby Love and Challenges- Part 3

 Morning everyone.

Don't usually post about

the furs on this blog since

they have then own but I 

just wanted to share..

You all know I love 

all my FURS. 

All equal but

differently.

Lily is loved cause she

was my first cat.

She is special and 

beautiful. She is so sweet, 

but not really loving. 

She is my special girl.

She holds a really special spot

in my heart. 

Misty is different. She is more

a lover then Lily.

She don't mind me holding

her (some) where Lily

would rather me not and 

she lets me know that.

However, Misty is my

familiar.

She seems to know me 

the best, or maybe she

just shows it more.

She is like my shadow,

but not as sticky

a shadow as

Dakota was...lol..

Yesterday while holding her

I realized just how lucky

I am. 

I was not warned about cat

behavior before I got

Lily...and yes, I know

that all cats are different.

After I got her I was warned

the some cats love to climb

curtains, blinds, scratch

at furniture and get on 

kitchen cabinets.

YIKES....

My Lily was not like that.

She was perfect!

I did have to break her

of the cabinet and kitchen

table thing but that was easy

to do with a water bottle.

Never messed with curtains,

blinds or furniture. She did 

play with the TP on the roll

a couple of times as a kitten

and she loved the BR counter

where the Q tips were...

she loved Q tips. 

Misty is not near as active

as Lily was. She never messed

with anything. No curtains, no 

Q tips....nothing. 

Except, my winter gloves.

Those of you that don't 

follow the fur babe blog

are not aware of the glove

fetish. haha....

Anyway, I realized that she

likes to bring them to me,

usually when I sleep but

I think she thinks they

are gifts to me.

I keep them in a basket

at the end of the stairs so

she has access to them.

I think it is cute so I don't

remove them.

But like I said, in holding

and loving on Misty yesterday

I thought about how lucky I am.

I talked with my sis in law,

and thanked her again for

giving Misty to me.

She is so loving, so soft

and a momma's babe. She

will come in sometime during

the day to love on me, but she

seems to need me at night.

Lily seems to be more independent 

than Misty. Don't get me wrong

she shows me love in her

own way. 

Chey is different of course.

She is a dog. 

She is not Dakota

but she is her!

She loves me and I 

love her but I just

don't have a bond with her

like I do my cats.

She has little quirks that

mom thought was cute

but I find them to be a pain.

My daughter calls her

Sheriff Cheyanne. 

She has to know what is

going on and she wants

to be smack dap in the 

middle of it all.

She challenges me on

things. I will be in the yard

with her and I go up the 

deck steps, calling her to 

come and she just stares at me.

She waits till I go in and

sat down, then she barks.

She does the same coming

in the house from the deck.

I have made her wait till I 

am ready to go let her

in but that has not taught

her. She also challenges me

with peeing in the house.

She will go out, come back

in, I will leave to go out, not

gone 30 mins and she pees in 

the kitchen floor.

I have had to start leaving

pads down for her. She

now gets up at night and 

goes also but I am not aware.

I know she is getting older and 

its hard to hold it at times but

She will lay up here all day

long and never want to go out

but at dusk, that changes. 

Then again, I think she pees

when I leave the house cause

she is mad.

Animal....they come with

challenges but they

come with lots of love

also.

Pam