Kitty Tummies

If you are not a cat owner, then perhaps you are not aware of the most prized possession a cat can bestow on his “human”.  It is the great honor of scratching his fluffy tummy!  A cat will only grant this experience on those he loves and, more importantly, TRUSTS!  Thus it is with great happiness that I present you with this latest photo of our little wild cat, GT.

The elusive kitty tummy!

The elusive kitty tummy!

Although this was the only photo I could snap at the time, I can assure you that mere seconds earlier, Jim was scratching away at this taut little tum tum and GT was purring with happiness.  I asked Jim what it felt like and he said it was as tight as a drum.  This little guy lives on the wild side and has only recently found the safety of our porch and the fullness of our food bowl so he’s spent most of his life, hunting, running, hiding and surviving on his own.  No soft cushy life for GT!  Our cats, on the other hand, have soft, ample, wiggly tummies that sway side to side when they walk.

Rowdy offering her generous tummy in the comfort of her sunbeam.

Rowdy offering her generous tummy in the comfort of her sunbeam.

GT has also discovered that soft warm beds can be found at Chez Burlingame.  Now that the nights get near freezing, we’ve rigged up a cat box with a fleece pad on top of a heating pad.  He won’t get in anything with a cover, so he just sleeps in the open on his makeshift mattress.

So far he hasn't decided to chew on the cord. That would be a shocking experience!

So far he hasn’t decided to chew on the cord. That would be a shocking experience!

He still won’t come inside unless we leave the door wide open and even then he’ll only come about three feet inside the threshold.  When we try to shut the door, he panics and starts darting around looking for an exit.  We’ll probably never make a house pet out of him, but one day we hope he’ll come inside occasionally to watch TV on the couch with us like our other three pampered, worthless, lay-a-bouts do.

The construction project on the little house is nearly finished.  We’re just putting the finishing touches on the fence and back yard.  We’ll plant a little tree here as soon as Chris can finish putting up the rest of the boards.

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Finally, Jim entered the 21st Century and got a smart phone this week.  As he was cleaning out all the pictures on his Star Trek communicator and he found this…

Rhoda, my foster chicken, Buster-Man & Mulder.

Rhoda, my foster chicken, Buster-Man & Mulder.

This was taken over a year ago, when a couple who lived in Cloverdale brought me this chicken that had just wandered into their yard.  They found me by Googling “Montgomery Chicken Lady” or something like that and they asked me to find a good home for her. (I did).

Now that’s some real KITTYBUNNYCHICKEN! 🙂

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