Monday, December 20, 2010

An Interesting Weekend

Not everyone gets to say that they attended a motorcycle CLUB Christmas party....


Everyone sing with me now..."Bad boys, bad boys, whatcha gonna do?"...
My Honey in his rhelm. LOL. Actually, he is totally comfortable rolling in my world and I am totally comfortable rolling in his. It's a lot of fun to not have to be the same person day in and day out.

And my traitor cat came home...
We had only been living in the new place for about a week when my Big Fuzz disappeared. It's not uncommon to not see him for a day....maybe two (but that is stretching it)....so when he disappeared for a week...

I was sure he was a gonner. It's not safe for cats to be out wandering around in this country. Our other house was bad enough, but the new place butts up to the desert and well...You all know how that usually ends for sight-seeing kitties. :-(

So imagine all of our surprise when the night before leaving for Vegas, MH walks past the sliding glass door, stops, stares and exclaims...'Its the Big Fuzz!'...

Much hugging and kissing ensued and I was so relieved I almost cried. I love that big, dumb, roman-nosed guy.

When we first moved out here, both Megan and I tried everything we knew to integrate the cats-our two with MH's two. I don't really worry about the initial cat-fights. That is just how cats are and usually they get over it.

But when everyone started spraying, that was the end of trying to integrate. Oh yea...that old myth that spaying and neutering at an early age makes it so they can't spray is just that...A myth. They can still spray and it's just as nasty as if they weren't spayed or neutered. Actually, I don't think the female was spraying so much as just going around and peeing on everything the males sprayed. Ugghhh...It was nasty!!! So Megan and I's cats ended up being restricted to the garage...and now their home is the shop. They have everything they need...food, water and their beds...but they are not happy about having to sleep that far away from the family, so they spend most of their time staring IN, while MH's cats spend most of their time staring OUT. Damn Cats!

Anyway...We had to leave the next morning and my Big Fuzz was home. That made for a much happier trip to Vegas. Meg said he stayed home until the morning we came back, but by the time we got back he was gone again. This time I wasn't so worried about it. See...I am pretty sure one of the neighbors has been taking him in. A cat that disappears for a week does not come home fat and sassy. The Big Fuzz did. He wasn't gaunt, he wasn't hungry...he was just home. When he got tired of not being let into the house, he went back to the neighbor that did let him in. Lousy traitor - lmao.

This time when the Big Fuzz came home, he had a nasty puncture wound in his leg. I suspect a dog bite. It was pretty nasty looking, but since it was a Sunday, I opted to wait until this morning to determine if he needed to go to the vet. In the meantime I packed his wound with Lampley's Wound Powder, topped it with gauze and vet wrap. I didn't expect the bandage to last very long...but hoped that the Wound Powder would at least have a chance to do it's job. This morning, sure enough the bandage was gone, but the wound is clean, dry and the inflammation is gone. No need for the vet. I'll just keep re-packing the wound with the powder and wrapping it in the evenings. The Big Fuzz can spend his nights chewing off his bandage. Hopefully, now with the rainy weather and his recent injury he will be more inclined to stay home. His doggies don't bite!

9 comments:

Crystal said...

Crazy cats! They sure know how do make us do thier bidding, lol, but glad hes home and will be okay.

fernvalley01 said...

Cats are funny buggers, Glad he is home ,or at least dropping by.
Looks like quite the party , Bikers and cowboys aren't so far apart I guess, all just people right , looks like a good group

ACountryCowgirl said...

Thats what he gets for being out galavanting around!!! J/K poor guy. Cats are so fickle. Ours love to hate each other and hate to love each other but it is a funny relationship:) Well miss ya. we need to get together soon. Hope your christmas week is going well!!!

Anonymous said...

Cats! you love them, you want to keep them safe, but they just have to act like cats!!!

Leah Fry said...

Both our kitties are foundlings. Once we take them in, they stay in. Too easy to become either road kill or coyote bait.

Growing Up A Country Girl said...

Back to visit - no back to catch up -- I'm in the process of redoing my blog pages and knew I hadn't updated my one blog for awhile but boy was I missing out - I haven't checked on many for awhile. So I'm catching up - your home looks wonderful and I enjoy all the horse pictures. Happy Holidays!

Cut-N-Jump said...

Lotta cats are 'coyote bait' in our area too. I'm not so much a cat fan, but I don't like to see animals suffer either.

Funny how so many people seem to think bikers are a bad ass bunch. Then along some lines the cowboys and hicks are too. And when it comes down to it, you know the group you are dealing with- they are the most easy going, laid back bunch and hella fun to be around!

Rising Rainbow said...

Glad to hear your kitty returned. I hate when they disappear and never returning, always wondering what happened makes me crazy.

Melanie said...

Hey there chicka!!!! Remember me??? LOL!!!! I am glad that your kitty came home, and Beretta is looking like good. And....I have been meaning to respond to your questions about Waska for about two months now. Better late than never, right??? (I just did a post about why I haven't been blogging)

Waska. Where do I start??? He is doing amazingly well, and we really couldn't be more surprised...and happy. The barefoot trimmer that Amber started using when Waska first foundered (the one who suggested that she have him tested for Cushings and insulin resistance) has worked miracles on Waska's hooves.

She also has a degree in equine nutrition and made Waska a custom supplement (that is similar to Lampley's, I am sure) and that, in combination with his new diet and trimming, has made a world of difference.

I have been wanting to thank you for all of your suggestions and advice, because you really know what you are/were talking about. (Shocking, isn't it??? And I know you know what I am referring too!)