Scooby loves Opie, but Opie does not love Scooby. Here we have Scooby blocking the exit of the catio. Opie is wanting him to move out of her way, but he won’t. I defused the situation by pulling Scooby inside so Opie could come in. The eyes speak volumes.
Opie and Scooby in the catio
But when the situation changes, there is no consideration for others by Opie.
Marigold and Opie
This post shows Scooby on his first walkabout on his leash this Spring! It was a pretty nice day, and he needed some new mental and physical stimulation to keep him in shape. He weighs 14 pounds which is ok for his size. Zeke is featured in this post as well. He never goes outside. He would rather hide under the bed, but the catio is the exception as he is safe. He spots a new visiting cat which keeps his mind occupied!
Scooby trekking through the long grass. The sun is bright
He knows where he wants to go
Look up and smell the flowers!
I think I may move on from here
Wonder what is over the fence?
I know this place. Who is in there?
Hi Zeke!
Sorry Zeke, I have to go! Any birds in the bird feeder?
Scooby says, time for a rest! Opie says, why can’t I go out?
Zeke spots a new visiting cat. Never seen this one before. It jumps down behind the fence.
We will resume our weekly posting schedule of a post every Wednesday, unless something very interesting happens on another day. Blog visits will continue throughout the week.
This post is titled Springtime in the catio with Scooby, because it shows Scooby outside in the catio on a sunny Spring day! What more could Scooby want? I will tell you, he sees me outside and is excited because he wants me to bring him outside with me so he can walk about on his lead. Sadly I am working outside and Scooby must simply watch from inside the catio. I have no time for him now. He struts back and forth on the upper shelf, and then begins marking the wire. I have never seen anyone do that before. I guess he is staking out the top shelf; but, I have bad news. Opie spends hours sitting and sleeping on that shelf, and she will not be happy sharing it with Scooby’s spit! The catio was built using some scrap materials, which is why it is a bit of a mish-mash.
What kind of a face is this?
Happy birthday Opie! You are 8 years old now! How the time flies! I remember when you were just a tiny little thing. Here are some things about Opie people may not know or may have overlooked!
1. “Opie” is short for “Opilio” which is a snow crab! When she was little, she would run amazingly sideways like a crab!
2. She is a “she” and not a “he”. Frequently referred to as “Miss Opie” like Miss Kitty in “Gunsmoke” but she was not really
a kitty.
3. She is a Maine Coon cat.
4. She is sister or step-sister of Zeke. Same mother for sure.
5. She never lived in Mayberry.
6. She is the most intelligent of all my cats. You can see it in her eyes.
7. She is the worst cat for getting matted hair! What a job!
8. She does not like Scooby very much, but Scooby likes her!
9. She swats at me and other humans if she does not get her way!
10. She is a lap cat.
11. She is a fussy eater!
Opie in catio with her winter fur coat
Look at my birthday box! Cozy!
Zeke, a striking Maine Coon cat, has always been the mascot of the Feline Cafe; however, when Scooby arrived, Scooby seemed to takeover. The original hierarchy here was Miss Opie, Zeke, and Marigold the Elder. When Scooby moved in, he immediately moved to the top of the ladder. Everyone is OK with that except Opie who was dethroned. She hisses, screams, and swats at him whenever he is too close. One of Scooby’s favourite games is to chase Opie around the house. Zeke enjoys having a new brother to hang out with.
A short recap about Zeke’s origin: He was born to a pair of feral cats, who lived in a barn behind a small log cabin in Tennessee, (I just made that up about the barn, log cabin and Tennessee.) as was Opie to the same cats. He was tiny and lived in a tipped-over flower pot on a neighbor’s porch. (true) I had already reluctantly taken in Opie and had five cats. I said I did not want Zeke. They took him to the shelter, where they said Zeke was feral–he made a big fuss–and that they would kill him that very day. They decided to bring him back instead, and I took him in. I am glad I did now. He does not go outside, except for the catio. He is afraid of the outdoors, and other people. He has a nest under a bed where he hides and sleeps. A doorbell ring sends him running. Unlike Scooby, he has no fear of visits by deer at all.
Top of the cat tree
I hope Zeke likes the cushion of my nice chair
We will never forget. We have no proof–just suspicions it was Zeke. He will not confess.
Zeke in a tiny box. He likes boxes too.
Zeke box and blankets–better
Zeke in catio window
Zeke in his favourite place in the morning
Zeke in catio
Zeke part 2 is a work in progress. No sense having a part one without a part two!
Yesterday was the third day of the snow storm. I documented the cats’ activity and post it for you all today. Thousands are STILL without power, because many falling trees knocked down the power lines. My luck held. So, what’s been going on?
What I found in my bed when I woke up. Not interested in the catio
Feline Café 