Stygia: Did you know that I turned 18 in August? I have had 16 wonderful years with Ms. C and Mr. R.

I love this warm sunlight. I have stage 3 renal failure, and was going to the vet every week for hydration treatments, but I am doing so well that the vet says I only have to go every other week for now. Yay! I hate going into my carrier and the car.

We hope you are having as lovely a day as we are.

 We are still here, enjoying our lives. In fact, Ms. C commissioned a painting from a Serbian artist, and Gozer is a doppelganger! 

We hope you are doing well, too!

Stygia will be 17 this summer and she is still a supermodel. If you think she is too slim, please observe the primordial puff on the left side. She is perfection. She is sleeker than a Jag.

Katie is full of love!

We are very sad to note that the originator of this blog inspiration, Abby Normal, died in May of 2019. As many cats do, she hid her symptoms until it was too late. I've never had a bond with a cat like I did with her, and though she was ridiculous and dramatic, swearing every day, she was also dedicated and totally loving. Even in her last days, I saw her eyes light up when I came home from work. She'd have loved these days when I work from home. I wish she were here.

And now there is Katie. She looks a lot like Abby with the mackerel pattern, although she is tiny; about 4 pounds lighter than 11-pound Abby was. She lived on the streets for 3 or 4 years and then when a friend of mine found her injured and took her to the vet, she wound up at my place. She is full of joy--she plays all day with lots of trills over her excitement at all the toys she has, and follows me. Every day even now I miss my Abby, and I am so glad I have these other cats that maybe aren't like her but fill my days with purrs and fun and everything else cats bring to us that is good and wonderful in life. They are there, full of love, no matter how dark the day and that is a wonderful thing. 

 

A Long Time

Abby: Yes, it has been a very long time since we have written. TOO long. That is why I have such a grumpy face:

Abby Normal is grumpy.

However, we are very happy to report that all is well, here in the home of Abby Normal, Stygia, and Sticks! Everyone is healthy, warm, and very lazy. Okay, well, we don't LET Ms. C and Mr. R be too lazy, because we need to be fed on a very regular basis.

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Sticks: As you can see, I am an excellent guard-cat. This spot is not only the ideal place for me to survey the most important things that happen in my home, but it is also very comfy!

Toilet Cat, Sticks.

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Worm: Look at me. I am obviously the most gorgeous cat in this house. I am sleek, mysterious, and unlike Sticks, my fur is never unkempt.

Stygia, House Panther.

Warm....

Stygia: Ms. C says it is cold outside, but I can't tell from here. From here, it seems like the perfect place to bake. That's what Ms. C calls it anyway. She says I'm a sunpig. I am not any kind of pig, I am a beautiful cat. YOU can see that. Little do the other cats know this will be fuel for me... to stalk them... hehehe!

Naps: Together or not?

Abby: I don't know how I let this happen. I was sleeping between Ms. C's knees, and right before the camera flashed, I noticed that Sticks was sleeping right next to me with her head on Ms. C's foot. In fact, our back feet were touching!! HOW could that be? I was, however, very comfortable and too lazy to move. Naps are very important.

Sticks: Mr. R wants all of you to know that my name is Sticks, not Styx. Did you know it has almost been one year since I have lived here in my forever home? I am called Sticks because when Mr. R first decided to take me home, I was so skinny and small that I was more like a bundle of sticks than the plush feline I am today. I love my home. I love my people. I even love Abby!

Stygia: I have my OWN spot on the couch, away from those tabbies. I do not need their company. Mr. R and sometimes Ms. C are enough for me.

Happy Gotcha Day and Birthday, Stygia!

Stygia: Today is a very special day for me, because it is both my Gotcha Day and my seventh Birthday! As you can see, I am here putting my paw down early in the morning so that Ms. C will be sure to commemorate this day as she ought!

When I first came to my forever home in August of 2008, I was 2 years old, and so skinny that Ms. C and Mr. R thought they were adopting an oriental style cat. However, as you can see from the examples below, this was not the case! I was depressed and not eating, but as soon as Ms. C gave the the BLUE MOUSIE that you see me rolling with, I knew that I was loved and promptly began to eat and play the way I really wanted to do. I just wanted to know I was loved. 

Besides being my birthday and gotcha day, I hope today will be just like every day since I came to my forever home with Ms. C and Mr. R -- one in which I can roll, play, snooze, and cuddle to my heart's content!