Cat Project Archives for December
19, 2016 - "Who needs television when you have cats?" -
Gratuitous Kute Kittiness: "Wait... I think I'm Jewish."
Mewvie: A kitten for Christmas.
Feline Art: "Gingerbread Dreams", by Bonnie Mohr
trapped in its own skin
by Amy Jamieson
One Pennsylvania cat’s holiday will be lighter and brighter — thanks
to a much-needed haircut.
The feline, who was hauling around two pounds of overgrown fur that had
formed into severe mats, was brought to the Animal Rescue League Shelter & Wildlife
Center in Pittsburgh on Thursday, clearly in need of serious help after
her owner went into a nursing home.
"She suffered from severe matting (dreadlocks, really), the likes of which
had been neglected for years,” said a post on the shelter’s Facebook
page on Friday.
“Our Medical team shaved off the pounds of intertwined
fur from her body &, needless to say, this cat is feeling so much better
The kitty, whose name is Hidey, will now be cared for by a distant relative
of her previous owner, and according to the post will “finally
have a chance at a happy and healthy life.”
The Facebook post reminded people how important it is to check on the
elderly and their animals, to prevent things like this from happening
to other pets.
20, 2016 - "Don't let anyone tell you loving a cat
is silly. Love, in any form, is a precious commodity." -
Barbara L. Diamond
Gratuitous Kittiness: "Is Santa here yet?"
Mewvie: Corey's Blue Christmas.
Feline Art: "Cat
and Ornament" by
21, 2016 - "Nothing's more playful than a young cat,
nor more grave than an old one." - Thomas Fuller
2016 was the kind of year where, as someone close to me said recently,
you think maybe you’ll wake up and find out it was all a bad dream.
“Ha-ha, just joking,” the universe will say, and all will be right
But this is not television or virtual reality we are doing here. As the
kids say, it’s IRT – in real time – that we must live,
and decide every day how we will do so.
I won’t list the events of the year — some national or international,
some personal; each reader will have his or her own list.
In times like these, I look for examples of perseverance, even triumph,
in the face of all odds.
You may laugh if you like, but that darn cat sleeping on the hearth is
among those I admire for those very traits.
Try not to tune me out as just another crazy cat lady — I’m
speaking of Midnight, the cat, as a metaphor here.
She suffered some terrible misfortune back in fall of 2011 — hit
by a car, most likely.
All we know is, when we arrived home after a nine-day trip, the most
bedraggled, starving, injured black-and-white feline you’ve ever
seen was living, barely, in the crawl space by the back door of our house.
Midnight, I named her, in a moment of faith that she would survive her
I tell my husband she is my diamond necklace — a very expensive
cat she is, after two major surgeries, including an amputated tail.
It was the tail’s loss that got to her the most, I think.
If you were a cat in such a fix, would you think it a most terrible year
or not? Would you, in cat speech, use the word "disgusted" a
lot? Answer honestly.
Midnight was depressed for months, and only with the help of a synthetic
pheromone does she manage even now. It’s a miracle drug, really,
for cats — but that’s another story.
So, it's five years later.
Midnight has only one fang, whiskers over only one eyebrow and just the
nub of a tail.
Still, this crippled creature has become queen of the household, lording
it over the other pets — even, nay, especially, the dog. She is
She is plump and sleek now and enjoys all the typical cat pleasures — hunting
mice, fighting with her fellows, batting at toys and, most of all, sleeping
belly up by a warm hearth in wintertime.
She brooks no nonsense from any of us, staring us down with her green
If Midnight — or Uncle Stump, as Dave calls her (don’t ask) — can
do it, so can we all, I think to myself.
This year, of course, I am grateful as always for my family and friends — the
best anyone could ask for — and for all of you readers. But I resolve
to channel my inner Midnight to not only survive, but thrive, enjoying
all the good things and fighting back against the bad ones that come
my way as 2017 rolls into view.
Merry Christmas to all — and keep on keeping on.
22, 2016 - "One of the ways in which cats show happiness
is by sleeping."
- Cleveland Amory
Gratuitous Kittiness: "Is that prancing and pawing?"
Mewvie: Communist Christmas
Feline Art: "Christmas Cat" by Oxana Zaika.
23, 2016 - "Since each of us is blessed with only
one life, why not live it with a cat?"
- Robert Stearns
Gratuitous Kute Kittiness: "We love 100 watt Jesus."
Mewvie: An Infinite Cat Xmas favorite - The Cat Carol.
Art: "On the first day of Christmas" by Marie Jonsson-Harrison.
saved from icy death by alert train man.
by Helena Horton
When a train worker in Canada heard a sad, pained cry coming from under
the frozen engines of a vehicle he was inspecting, he knew he had to
In the freezing conditions, it would be difficult to survive trapped
in the small space, and at first he thought the train had hit someone.
When Brad Slater shone his torch and saw fur, he realised it was a cat.
The poor thing was covered in ice, frozen and stuck.
"He was sitting right there underneath the engine, above the wheels, frozen
in ice," he reported.
"I immediately called my engineer and he came down, thinking the worst — that
I had found something else. There's no way I could leave him. We were bringing
him on the train."
The cat had been frozen there for at least 20 minutes, and Mr Slater
suspected the animal could have hitched a ride for hundreds of miles,
The kind train worker held the cat in his arms to warm him up.
The cat, named Q199 after the train, was taken onto the train and hungrily
ate beef jerky and slurped water.
Mr Slater took the cat home, thinking he would take care of him until
he found his owner.
"He's missing three-quarters of one of his ears," he said. "His
other ear's frostbitten. He's got little black cuts all over the pads of his
He bonded with the animal, and they cuddled together in his bedroom for
a few days, until a family from Saskatchewan, which is a 12 hour train
ride from where he was found, got in contact.
It turned out he was Tiger, their missing cat.
Sadly for Mr Slater, who had grown attached to the animal, which even
rode in the passenger seat of his car when he went out and about, he
had to be parted with Tiger.
He said: Today was really tough but I didnt say goodbye. I said cya later