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Stells’s new thing lately is to sneak out of her room, whenever the door is left ajar, which it shouldn’t be and hide under my bed across the hall. (To be honest, I know that V thinks she gets lonely in her private master cat suite and leaves the door open for her to explore until, of course, there is a catfight in the hall.) I think Stella thinks it’s funny to go under the bed until another cat comes to check her out and then she freaks out and runs back into her room, hopefully with no other cats trailing behind. Fur does fly around here sometimes. Stella really likes Sofie and Louise, but not Charles, so they are the only other animals that she wants in her space. Ahh the life with a zoo.
I cannot imagine a life without cats!
Is a cat’s temperament determined by color? I have been reading some interesting studies. Mini Cooper says she is never ‘naughty!’ Does your color match your temperament?
|“-” indicates no info||Persian (Longhair)||British Shorthair||Moggies (mixed breed)|
|Black||loyal, suspicious of strangers||good-natured||stubborn, friendly, sociable|
|White||calm, peaceful||streetwise and friendly||timid|
|Red (Ginger)||polite||–||shifty, unpredictable, unfriendly, laid back but with fiery tempers|
|Blue (Grey)||gentle||quiet, affectionate
Possibly inherited from interbreeding with Korats and Russian Blues
|Tortoiseshell||maternal||quick-witted||Naughty, hot-tempered, temperamental|
|Calico (Tortie & White)||calm, sweet-natured||–||Naughty, lively|
|Black & White Bi-Colour||placid||even-tempered, friendly||wanderers.|
|Tabby||equable||good-natured||Languid, home-loving, good pets.|
|Black Smoke||relaxed||good natured (inherited from Persians)||–|
|Pewter/Shaded Silver||very affectionate and sweet natured||–||–|
|Colourpoint/Himalayan||gentle, spirited but not demonstrative
This colour originated in Siamese cats.
These colours were introduced from Himalayans i.e. trace back to Siamese.
I cannot imagine a life without cats!
It is amazing how fast the years go. How a black dog’s muzzle starts to gray. How her eyes have that haze and can’t find cookies as easily. How she knows that if she gives me her paw that a treat may follow.
She sure has come a long way from that puppy we rescued in April 2010, covered with dry mange and with a collar embedded in her neck. Louise has always been a good girl with the family. I am so happy that she trusts me enough to enjoy her life. The last year or so, I have noticed that she is following me a little closer and has developed thunder anxiety; oh, the things that come with age. She gives me no trouble taking her medicine, she is always up for a walk, even if it is raining. And, she knows just when to come to bother me so that I get up and take a break (which I am sure she learned from Squash E. Bear before he left us).
Louise’s favorite thing is to go get a squeaky toy when she wants my attention and start to make as much noise as possible until she either gets a snack, a walk, or whatever she is wanting at the moment. She sure does have me trained. Her fav one right now is this large Jax like thing, which has sprung a stuffing leak but is still very squeakable (if you know what I mean).
Happy 10th Birthday, Big Girl! You are Mommy’s Special Princess.
Charles is such a silly little man. He has become quite a presence at the Zoo.
Never having had such a small dog before (he is about 15 lbs), I am learning all about demanding balls of fur who think they own you. I won’t say that he totally suffers from Small Dog Syndrome, which is a combination of behaviors from whining and jumping up on people, being a diva, demanding food, but he does take some behaviors to the next level for me. There are things that a small dog does that we would never tolerate in a larger breed, such as the constant food begging. The problem around the Zoo is that Mom (me) is not the only person in the house, which means that the rules are not consistent, especially when it comes to Lil’ man. Everyone thinks he is just so cute, or they want to shut him up, so they slip him food, which only makes it worse.
A good thing with Charles is that he does not want to be carried everywhere like many little dog divas do (thank goodness). He actually is not a lap dog which is why we are his 5th home, because he would bite people. Personally, I think he has arthritis. Previous owners may have picked him up quickly because he is little and people do that and then he would snap at them because it hurts or maybe children played with him to rough, which also hurts.
At the Zoo, we try to respect who they are, not who they are supposed to be. We are still figuring him out, that’s fur sure.
Just another DogDaz morning at the Zoo ❤