A Fine Bromance

As with all our foster kitties, Rocky has taken a shine to Mr. Mulder.

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He’s my hero.

Mulder is mildly irritated by the little hooligan, but he tolerates him enough to let him snuggle up once in a while.

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I love him so much.

Rocky has more energy than all four of my couch potato kitties. He played with this ball for 15 minutes and then collapsed in to a little nap.

As I write this, I’m waiting for Layla to come pick Rocky up to take him to her house. She has found a home for him in Nashville and plans to meet his new mommy in Birmingham on Friday for the prisoner exchange. Layla wanted to keep him for a few days so her little boy could have a fun little buddy to play with.

Good luck at your new home Rocky Balboa. We will miss you. 😦

Rocky on Walkabout

Our little Foster kitten has begun to explore his surroundings. He’s getting tamer by the day and lets Jim pick him up and give him love.

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Dis guy seems pwetty nice.

The discoloration around his eye and nose is from the skin irritation caused by the conjunctivitis.  That condition is clearing up nicely and his eye drops will be finished by Monday evening. When the skin clears up, Rocky will be even more gorgeous than he is now.

We moved him from the guest bathroom to more luxurious conditions in the office/guest room. He has a comfy couch to destroy with his razor-sharp claws, plus many visitors throughout the day.

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These legs are furrier than mine!

He’s even met the foster kitten guru and trainer in residence, Mr. Mulder.

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Rule # 1, kid! I’M the boss!

Sessions with Mulder are very thorough and can be quite exhausting!

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I need a bweak!

This sweet baby will be ready for adoption by Monday evening. Call or text if you’d like to take Rocky for a test drive. He has very few miles on him and is certified pre-owned by the Burlingame Kitty Rescue & Spa Corporation. 334-207-9561

It’s a BOY!

Our little foster kitten allowed Jim to invade his personal space to find out if he was a girl or boy.

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Meet Rocky Balboa

Jim suggested the name because he’s a fighter and he’s very tuff! The vet gave him a very thorough exam (with a very thorough bill) and pronounced him “pretty good”. He has no major maladies or injuries but he does have earmites, conjunctivitis, worms, fleas plus he’s underweight. She thinks he’s approximately 8 weeks old. Jim and I give him eye drops three times a day and ear drops two times a day. After his poop sample was tested, it seems he has another kind of worms and I’m picking up THAT medication today. Rocky is a sweet cat with the potential to be a great pet. He’s shy and skittish, but when we’re able to pull him out of his hidey hole, he purrs like a motorboat while Jim gives him “mandatory love”. If you think you want this little guy in your life and promise to have him neutered and keep him as an INSIDE kitty please give me a ringy-ding.

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I promise I’ll be good.

PS, he learned to use his litter box after only one day. I think we have a genius kitten on our hands!

Just When I Thought I Was OUT…

They pull me back in!

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This is my neighbor Bobby Jon. He brought me a kitten!

He must have thought I was bored after finally getting all my ducks to the lake. Thanks pal. I really did have too much time on my hands. 🙂

Actually, Bobby Joh’s neighbor Layla has been listening to this stray kitten cry under her house for two days and was finally able to trap it. The little guy said he wanted to come to my house for a while and Bobby Jon obliged.

Jim and I mobilized the Burlingame Kitten Rescue plan and in no time we had him set up in the guest bathroom with food, water, litter box and cubby hole. We have to get to the store for kitten chow, but he wolfed down some grown up kitty food and promptly found a hiding place.

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squeezed between the cubby box and the bathtub.

She cried and cried and cried for about an hour until the kitten whisperer came in to have a talk with her and show her how to get IN the box.

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Another appearance of Jim’s hiney. Good thing it’s a nice one.

He calmed him/her down and I was later able to catch a cute clip of her.

I’m using both gender pronouns because we don’t know what flavor this one is. It seemed rude to get all up in her bid-ness on her first day here. Jim will “sex” her tomorrow when she has calmed down a bit. Please don’t call the authorities. It’s not how it sounds. 🙂

A final note…Layla writes a wildly popular blog. See it here https://theletteredcottage.net/

I’ll do my best neighbor. After raising five messy ducks in my back yard for two months, this is gonna be a piece of cake!

RELEASE THE QUACKEN!

You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting to use this title!

Here’s what went down yesterday. Every morning about about 6:00 I check on the ducks and open the coop so they can forage in the yard and play in their pool. I did this yesterday and they were fine. I went upstairs to finish my coffee and chill.  Later Jim and I got ready to escort them to the lake again, but as we were getting them out of the yard we realized two of them were missing.

The female wood duck and “Blackie” the Mallard/American Black Duck hybrid were gone. Oh well. What could we do?  We walked the remaining three ducks to the lake and stuck around for a while to see if the other two would see them and join them. Nothing happened for about 30 minutes, so we started to walk back home. Lo & behold, just as we were heading back up the street, Blackie swoops over our heads, flying toward the lake like a professional stunt duck.

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Somehow Jim managed to capture her in flight.

She landed with a thud and a double somersault in the grass, unhurt but embarrassed. (we didn’t laugh too much) She dusted herself off and waddled over to her buddies. We were sad that one of the wood ducks remained missing but we walked home and the ducks remained near, (but not in) the water.

I spent the rest of the morning a little proud that we had mostly completed our mission, but a little sad that one of our little wood ducks was gone. I decided to take some food to them in case they were missing their regular breakfast of duck chow. I saw the four of them by the waters edge. They were trying to get close to the beautiful white heron (or egret, not quite sure what he is).

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Are you a movie star? Can I have your autograph?

The egret waded into the lake AND MY DUCKS FOLLOWED HIM!!! In no time they were swimming and snacking on pond weeds and having a jolly time!

Three other Waters ducks swam up and introduced themselves. My heart was happy. I turned to walk back home and what to I see on the far side of the lake?!?!?

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I’m lost. Can you help me find my family?

I sure can girlfriend! I herded her toward the others and since I was by myself it took a long time. But eventually…

I cried happy tears. These guys drove me nuts for two months and I couldn’t WAIT to get rid of them, but I have to admit I was a bit sad to see them on their own. I’m really glad I did this, but I won’t ever do it again. I found out about one month into my duck experience that I was in violation of all kinds of Alabama wildlife regulations. I could have faced a huge fine and even jail time if someone had turned me in. Next spring, when you find a lone baby duck, please just put it in the water as close to other ducks as possible and just say a prayer for his safety. The duck lady has retired. Jim would be pretty mad if I went to jail. Who would clean the litter box?

Thanks to all who kept up with this craziness. It was joy to write about such funny creatures. BTW, I check on them this morning and brought them some food. All five were splashing away happily. They ignored the food and me. 😦

Life is good.

Go On Now, GIT!

So the ducks are occasionally flying out of my yard and wandering the streets trying to figure out how to get back in.  By the time we find the escapee, he’s frantic and his siblings are too. But wait…Don’t I WANT them to fly away? Yes, but not one at a time. They need to get to the lake as a family and figure out how to be regular ducks together. So yesterday we hatched a plan to make this happen.

At about 6:00 am, Jim and I started slowly herding the little quackers out of the yard and into the street toward the lake.

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We live less than 100 yards from the waters edge, and we weren’t sure how hard it would be to get them there.

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So far so good. Jumped the stone wall and on to Martha & Irl’s driveway. (sorry about the poop guys, I’ll hose it off later)

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They did not observe the stop sign.

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Nor did they look both ways.

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They admired the view and had a conference in duck language.

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I’m not gettin in! Are you gettin in? No way Jose! It looks kinda scary!

We stayed with them for about 45 minutes trying to herd them in to the water with no luck. Finally they turned the opposite direction and…

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Across the street toward Irl’s driveway…

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Up the sidewalk…

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Hop up on the wall…

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Back to the back yard and their pink plastic baby pool.

Sigh.

Random Acts of Photography

Some days I don’t really have a theme for a blog post but I just want to share some snippets of our FABULOUS life (mostly animal stuff).

Tony scales our privacy fence like a sherpa! We’ve seen him leap to the top many times and almost can’t believe our eyes.

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You NEED me on this wall!

He does this when he’s not stalking ducks.

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I just wanna TASTE one.

Never fear. He’s actually afraid of them. Alpha duck chased him out of the yard yesterday. Don’t tell anyone. Tony doesn’t want to lose his street cred.

And speaking of ducks…

These crazy critters are practicing flight. I’ve seen two of them get about three feet of air and travel 6-7 feet across the yard. I’m never able to catch them on video, but here’s a cute one showing mayhem.

Rowdy and Sammy wanted in on this post, so here’s a photo of my enormous lady cats with boys’ names (the shelter named them when they were babies and got all the sexes wrong)

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We so pwetty.

We’re still enjoying our pretty water feature/memorial garden.

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I recently met up with some dear friends I hadn’t seen in a long time

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Pretty as Peacocks.

And finally, can anyone tell me why only ONE of the crape myrtles is blooming at the Pink House?

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I’m clueless.

I found out that the three ducks that came from Mobile are NOT mallards. They are WOOD DUCKS. They’re smaller and they’ll look like this when they’re mature.

Male wood duck

Male

Female wood duck

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There are currently no wood ducks at The Waters, but they are native to this region, so they should do fine here. For two days in a row a duck has flown out of my yard and waddled in the street until we could herd him back in. Tune in tomorrow to see what happened when we tried to “escort” the gang to the lake.

PS…Bella the bunny is fat and happy. I’ll get a cute pic of her tomorrow.

 

 

Monkey Boy

Jim got this nickname when he was on a military assignment in Korea. It happened in a bar after an encounter with too much soju. The details shall remain undisclosed, but I called him “monkey boy” for an entirely different reason while he was building the garden/water feature.

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agility

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balance

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flexibility

Would Jim appreciate me putting these butt views on my blog for all to see? Or the great fashion statement he’s making with the CROCS & socks?!?! No, he would not! So don’t tell him. He doesn’t read the kittybunnychicken, and what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him. If this guy kicks the bucket, I’m going to have to hire a gymnast to maintain this garden. I actually tried to pull some weeds yesterday and nearly fell headfirst into the pond. Come to think of it, if Jim does leave me on this Earth alone, I’m going to have to hire a team of cooks, scientists, laborers and mechanics to maintain my lifestyle. I really should be nicer to that boy.

Speaking of the garden…we added some solar lights and candles for night time enjoyment.

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They come on around 8:00 so stop by for a gander if you’re out walking the hood.

Tony loves to drink from the from the garden and pretend he’s a dangerous mountain lion patrolling his territory.

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Yes Tony, you look really fierce dude!

Rowdy, on the other hand, likes to pretend she’s a beautiful kitty queen statue.

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Kitty Queen! Bow before me peasants!

When she’s not playing in her toilet paper fort!

Don’t see me!

How are the ducks you ask? Huge, disgusting and a giant pain in the a**! But here’s a cute video of their daily pool party.

I am so ready for these guys to fly away! They’re destroying our sod and making my back yard smell like a zoo. Sorry Martha & Irl. Just a few more weeks I promise!