Louie around the house (5). I don’t know where all the toys came from. They appeared overnight. I piled them up on the side. He has been good about not walking on the keyboard. He wants to help. He runs through the house day and night. Confinement is over so he enjoys being able to stretch out and sprawl out when he sleeps. He is growing.
Louie around the house (4) So things are going smoothly with Louie. He is always there to “help” with whatever you are doing. His Turbo Trac oval he slept in for a little while has been reconfigured to a circle again and he is whipping the ball around at warp speed. Maybe he wants to create a wormhole. He wants to pull pictures off the wall, so I had to remove some. Then he pulled out the picture hanging hooks! When he is done with his food, he covers it with toys or a sock. Later he will ome back to eat more. Sometimes I find a ball in his water fountain. He likes to ride around on my shoulder like a parrot when I walk around.
A house in Tacoma was raided and 105 cats removed. Only one deceased one. They got farmed out and some are ready for adoption. The thought did cross my mind–you know what it was–but I did not want to become a hoarder myself. On the legal front Louie’s hoarder mom has been to trial 4 times and had 8 hearings but no resolution. Two hearings scheduled for October with jury trial scheduled Oct 28th. November last year the cats were rescued. December I brought Louie home. Her sister said I paraphrase she had mental issues since she was a child and would never intentionally hurt the animals.
Finally a bonus original not AI photo from Northwest Trek Animal Park.
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Louie at home (3): where else would he be? Hard to catch him with a camera because he is so active and I am so slow. He survived the abuse of a cat hoarder until rescue came. Now he enjoys every day.
I want this chair
I fell asleep watching TV
Let’s play!
Louie is not really into blogging. The only support I get is when he keeps me company sleeping behind the computer monitor. He has been growing nicely since he arrived here. I think he may become a big cat. Maybe he is dreaming of growing up. Sometimes he is picky about his food and I try to accommodate him. I wonder what he dreams about? He likes to sleep by me when I watch TV in the evening. Or he will climb to the top of the cat tree which is next to my chair.
Louie selfie and new toy. He does not need new toys as there are plenty of old ones, but I feel he deserves to be spoiled with new ones. He likes the new bird in a metal cage and carries it around.
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Louie at dinner–not his dinner but my dinner! I eat at the dining room table. Over time I taught Louie he is not to run up to my plate and stick his face in it. If I leave the table he will go for it. Sometimes he inches forward to reach out his paw for something. I tap it and he pulls it back. Like most males, he is left pawed. If it is something suitable for him to eat, he can try it when I am done. I prefer him behind the bananas. If there is food anywhere else, he goes for it. The wooden box on the left contains the late Opie. Not shown are Scooby, Zeke, and little Nicholas. I eat with them all every day. Sometimes I put Opie back in my bedroom on her cat bed at night. The metal thing is an old Rayovac flashlight in case the power goes out.
Feline Café 