MAYDAY! MAYDAY!! MAYDAY!!!

May 26th, 2010

by 2much.

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Raw Silk & Steel Bracelet

So! We’ve started this great recycling project with Green Smoke (throwing my beloved raw silk shoelaces into the mix)…a few prototypes are now finished products…all we need is to catch a wave.

If you would be so kind as to help keep the bad cats in Bad Cat Cottage, we can now attempt to repay you with the following goods and services (click to enlarge photos):

I love these raw silk and hollowed steel bracelets. We’ve been calling them “boarder bracelets” because we see surfers and skateboarders wearing similar items (and because we’re hoping they’ll help “board” our crew), but they also remind us of friendship bracelets (and Wrist Strong bracelets). And make great ankle bracelets!

Raw-Silk and Steel Bracelets

The bracelets are available in four colors (see photo below) — and in limited supply. Here, I’m memorializing the first batch to go out. Everyone in the family is getting one! Many thanks to HRB, who found us doing a search on parvo and tamiflu.

We have enough raw silk to make only a few hundred bracelets. I bartered for the lot in the early ’80s (always intending to weave a wall hanging once we’d settled down) and have seen nothing like them, since. When they’re gone, they’re gone…

Raw silk is an incredibly strong fiber and these cords last seemingly forever. I’ve worn them as shoelaces and shoes wear out much, much faster.

The metal “beads” are solid steel and won’t rust, so there’s no need to worry about wearing them while swimming or showering. The silk has been knotted inside both ends of each steel cylinder, holding them in place (and keeping them from falling off and getting lost when untied).

Raw Silk

The lacing is long enough to wrap around the wrist more than once if desired. That adds a nice bit of color, but they’re also very attractive when wrapped once, leaving some “fringe” hanging (like a Kabbalah bracelet for people who believe in helping all creatures). Not recommended for those who work with machinery in which the lacing might get caught.

We’re asking for a minimum donation of $20 for each, which includes priority mail shipping within 24 hours — unless that 24 hours is a Sunday or a federal holiday. Larger donations are of course welcome! Please use the comments section to let us know the number and color of bracelets desired, and to add special instructions. We’ll be happy to add gift cards made from recycled card stock!

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Cat Whisker Earrings

Cats shed their whiskers and we’ve been collecting them for years at a rate of five or ten per week. They, too were going to be an art project “when we settled down.” Each whisker is a wish we were going to pass to others, anyway (we’ve kept our wishes to the whiskers of Her Fuzzy Highness), so we’re hoping they might also help save the residents of Bad Cat Cottage.

Cat Whisker Earrings: 10 Wishes in Every Pair!

These earrings are made of recycled atomizers and cat whiskers. Ten whiskers and ten wishes in every pair!

We couldn’t afford wires that wouldn’t turn people’s ears green, so wires are not included. Recycle the wires you have! The earrings are available in steel and we have a very limited number of brass atomizers.

We’re requesting a minimum $35 donation for each pair of the steel or brass cat whisker earrings. This would include priority mail shipping within 24 hours — unless that 24 hours is a Sunday or a federal holiday. Larger donations are of course welcome! Please use the comments section to let us know the number of earring pairs and which metal is desired, as well as to add special instructions. We’ll be happy to add gift cards made from recycled card stock!

We’d also be more than happy to create earrings using your pets’ whiskers! Cat whiskers, dog whiskers, horse whiskers…it matters not. For the bird lovers, we can make earrings using small feathers and the steel “barrel beads.” Contact us for further information! 2much at 2muchcat dot com

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Hematite & Atomizer Drop Earrings

Hematite is also known as a “black diamond” (and “bloodstone”), and its use as a “healing stone” can be traced back to ancient Egypt. These hematite beads have been combined with steel and brass atomizers to create lovely drop earrings (which measure 1/2″ from the top of the hematite bead to the bottom of the atomizer; 3/4″ from the top of the loop-finding to the bottom of the atomizer).

Atomizer & Hematite Drop Earrings

Hematite is considered “a stone for the mind” and is said to help clarify thoughts, improve memory, and relieve mental stress, so earrings are a perfect fit.

We couldn’t afford wires that wouldn’t turn people’s ears green, so wires are not included. The earrings are available in steel and we have a very limited number of brass atomizers.

We’re requesting a minimum $26 donation for either the steel or brass hematite drop earrings. This would include priority mail shipping within 24 hours — unless that 24 hours is a Sunday or a federal holiday. Larger donations are of course welcome! Please use the comments section to let us know the number of earrings and which metal is desired, as well as to add special instructions. We’ll be happy to add gift cards made from recycled card stock!

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Thank you for your support! Please check back with us every now and then, as we hope to be adding new items, regularly.

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Posted in: the Wildest Things.
Tagged: animal rescue · ankle bracelet · art · bracelet · cat rescue · cat whisker earrings · cat whiskers · charity · earrings · fashion · hematite · jewelry · raw-silk · recycle · recycled · recycled art · silk · steel jewelry

3 Comments

1. Daniel Duvall says:

   1 June 2010 at 4:26 pm

   I would help you but I have been unemployed for a year. You are doing wonderful work and I will pray you find help in time to save all of your cats. Dan
2. Bonnie says:

   5 June 2010 at 11:05 pm

   Your jewelry is very nice I hope you will get a lot of donations for that. I have 8 dogs I know how hard it is and expensive too. If I could win the lottery I will help all the people who take care of animals. Good luck for you and you’re kitties.
3. Milly says:

   9 June 2010 at 6:07 pm

   It is sad that you are not getting help. You have a big responsibility for two people. I wish I could help but I live on social security and can barely make ends meet for me and my three cats. I don’t know what I would do without them. I know how much you love your cats and I enjoyed reading about them. I will be praying for you all. Love, Milly

The Big Reveal

May 22nd, 2010

by 2much.

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What're We Gonna Do

Third time’s a charm! It’s taken me forever to get to the point, hasn’t it. But the story would make no sense (and lack the proper impact) if I started at The End. So, when last we left our patsies…

The money is gone, the jobs are gone, the cats are still here, and we’re wishing someone would just euthanize us and get it over with. Things are so bad I’m ending sentences with prepositions! And then the phone rings…

It’s Jerika from GreenSmoke. They’d helped me quit a decades-long smoking habit overnight, and we’d been begging them (for months) to make us their “recycling center.” We wanted to create objets d’art from their “empties” and get some money into this place, securing the animals’ future. Absolutely nothing had come of our requests, and I’d no clue as to why she was calling. Problem with an order, maybe? She starts talking and I just about have a heart attack.

Kevin Bacon Overjoyed

She says Green Smoke has been wanting to “give back to the community,” and looking for good works to support. Wonder of wonders, they’d chosen us! OMG! OMG!! OMG!!!

She tells me they want to build us a flashy website and feature us on their website; send traffic our way and encourage donations. And she’d talk to the owners about footing the bill for making us a 501c3. Somebody, pinch me!

By this time I’m hyperventilating, but there’s more. Green Smoke is going to start a recycling program and send everything to us. Bro and I don’t cry, because if we started we’d never stop, but I was definitely tearing up. If this wasn’t a dream, we were being rescued…

May Sweeps!

She gave me a bunch of homework (flesh out the blog, start using facebook, twitter, etc., begin taking more pictures, get the cat cam up and running. All reasonable requests for things I knew I should have been doing but for which I had no time in my 18-hour days) and said not to worry if I didn’t hear from her again for a while. And they’d send whatever they had on hand for recycling, so we could get started on that, as well.

Be Still My Heart

Living Scissors

Customs Inspection

Breaking down and cleaning up the cartridges was a lot more work than we had anticipated, but we were thrilled with the results (though it quickly became clear we’ll need a drill press and a small welder before the big projects we’d envisioned are possible). And I was reminded that I’d had a box full of raw silk shoelaces for more than 20 years. We’d intended to use them (some day) for a woven wall hanging, but. Plans, mice, men. And it only took a few days to find them in the jam-packed room which holds everything we don’t want destroyed.

Raw Silk & Steel Bracelets

We’ve now made several prototypes for various items of “jewelry” and will begin by offering these “boarder bracelets” (which can be worn several ways, and which won’t rust nor fray, even if never removed when surfing, showering, etc.) in raw silk and recycled steel.

The lacing is knotted immediately above and inside the ex-cartridges so they won’t move when worn nor be lost when the bracelets are untied. And the silk is available in four colors.

Bro is wearing his with the lace ends falling like fringe, but there’s enough to wrap once more around the wrist before tying. It’s the ultimate “friendship bracelet” because wearing one means you’ve helped save lives. And you’ll be ensuring the recycling program continues! Once we have the drill press and welder, we’ll be making all kinds of things (including “chandeliers”)…

Raw Silk

We only have a thousand pieces of the raw silk lacing (available in white with metallic-red stripe, and in blue, pink, and yellow with white stripe), so when they’re gone that’ll be it for the line because we’ve never seen anything like them, before or since.

Tomorrow, after we’ve finished some raw silk and recycled steel necklaces, these items will be available to those who’d like to help.

Make a donation, get a bracelet or necklace. It’s just that easy! And by Monday night we’ll also have earrings made with recycled steel atomizers and cat whiskers [of which we have many thousands].

Sure, it would’ve been nice to win the lottery, but this is the next best thing. We have Hope for the first time in years, so our hearts and heads are filled with gratitude. Many, many, many thanks to Jerika and Green Smoke. Suddenly, we’re shiny, happy people!

Posted in: Genesis.
Tagged: animal rescue · bracelet · cat · cats · charity · donations · e-cigarettes · earrings · ecigs · green smoke · necklace · raw-silk · recycle · recycled art · recycling · rescue shelter · silk laces · steel jewelry

6 Comments

1. Vadim says:

   25 May 2010 at 7:07 pm

   I hope much this will be very good for you
   Is better idea to recycle and make beauty not everything garbage
   Many people are good and kind I think you find help
   I am old and far away but I pray for you
2. Karenina says:

   9 June 2010 at 6:07 pm

   Your cats are so cute. I like photo very much of opening mail. The bracelet from recycle electric cigarette is good idea. I like. I think is problem and too expensive for mail to Russia. Pity. I hope you will get many donation for help your cats. Is nice blog.
3. Gayle O. says:

   10 June 2010 at 9:22 pm

   I like your blog. We have four cats. I found you looking for the natural way to cure UTI. I will try juniper berries and vitamin C and I will also tell my husband and my brother about green smokes! They need to quit smoking and it would be good to support a company that is helping you like this. Good luck with all of your cats! GO
4. Diane Balfour says:

   5 July 2010 at 10:50 am

   I’m confused. Green smoke was going to help you but now I don’t see anything about that and you are still having big problems? What happened with the people from green smoke? I always loved Elayne Boosler but did not know she is still doing comedy or that she does animal rescue! I hope you get help soon. God bless you for taking care of all those animals! – Diane
5. Lisa Kyriacos says:

   7 July 2010 at 1:48 pm

   Hi! I saw your comment on The Tiniest Tiger’s site. I immediately donated but THEN began reading stuff on your site. I have added you in my list of charities to donate to (I try twice a year) Would have given double but will try to later in the year. Would have clicked emergency med to donate or for the jewelry. I too make jewelry & always wondered if I could make something w/whiskers!!! (HOW do you secure them?)

   Would it be possible to get a bracelet or necklace for my donation today? (in gray if have or white) Next time i will get whisker earrings (would love to send you my cat’s whiskers!! how do i do it? just mail?) would love to do it w/our recently deceased cat’s whiskers but i only have 3. Our new cat has whiskers which are 1/2 blk & 1/2 wht! will check back soon! So happy to hear KoKo’s doing better!
6. 2much says:

   7 July 2010 at 2:13 pm

   We LOVE you, Lisa! Thanks so much!! Of COURSE you may have a bracelet or some cat-whisker earrings. I’ll email you and we can set that up. You’ve just made it possible for us to get more meds for Koko, today. muAH!!!

   As for the cat whiskers, we collect them from wherever they fall. No plucking necessary. We must have at least a thousand, but we’ve had hundreds upon hundreds of cats passing through, for more than twelve years. The half-and-half whiskers on your new cat sound wonderful. We have a few like that, but it’s rare. We have some black cats who have black whiskers but every once in a while they’ll get a white one and it looks so strange to see just one white whisker on an all-black cat. lol

   Thanks, again — SO MUCH — for your donation. You’ll never really know how much it was appreciated. I’m all verklempt.

Answered Prayers & Other Miracles: Part II

May 18th, 2010

by 2much.

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Blue Plate Special

So we were sitting here, Bro and I…in disbelief. Knowing that each of these cats was very important to one 501c3 or another when first added to a day’s tally and a year’s statistics. But then it was all about the next cat.

In the beginning, everyone who came in went out, either to an adoption center or a lovely resting place in the garden. Or so we thought, until Rosie…

Rosie’s a long story, and one of the greatest cats, ever, in the history of cats. We didn’t expect her to live the night, but she lived for ten years more. She was healthy and happy within four-to-six weeks, and though we’d miss her somethin’ awful (if you like Rosies [and we love Rosies], she was a riot), we scheduled her to go out with the next pick-up.

Beloved Rosie

The time came, and I happened to be kneeling (placing an incoming cat on a mat along the wall) when Rosie started racing around the room and literally bouncing off the walls.

Then she jumped onto my shoulders, wrapped her arms around my head and began rapidly biting me, over and over again.

But she was NOT biting me viciously nor hard; it felt like taps rather than bites. I thought it was freakin’ hilarious, and was laughing but sad because I knew I was going to miss her so very much…

Then one of the “professional animal lovers” asked, “is that one on the list?” “Yeah, that’s Rosie.” And she — an allegedly “educated” and “compassionate” individual who dines-out on her “animal rescue work” — says nonchalantly to her partner-in-crime, “put that one for the kill room.” Hubba, wha?!? “What are you talking about, ‘the kill room.’”

Our Vicious Beasts

“Well, we can’t put cats like her out for adoption. She’s a lawsuit waiting to happen!”

I tried to explain that she was just playing, and showed them there wasn’t a mark on my head from a single bite nor a scratch on my forehead, where her paws had been, but they were completely, utterly uninterested. Suddenly we felt sick…

In retrospect, I guess that would be the moment everything changed. This was supposed to have been temporary. A one-time Summer thing. They promised. Our lives would have taken a completely different path had we not begun asking questions for which we didn’t want to know the answers. It would have been so much easier to pretend, but. “Don’t ask, don’t tell” is never a good thing. So we asked.

Christopher Walken as the Continental

They’d killed many of the cats we’d returned to them. If they weren’t cookie-cutter cute and total suck-ups, they were dead meat. Which meant that we, in a split second, had just acquired almost 200 permanent residents. We didn’t know what else to do.

Yes, when they came in these cats were “feral,” but with only a couple of exceptions they were also too weak and/or injured to move. Thus, we could have our way with them.

So we kissed them and cuddled them and spoiled them rotten, and no matter their protests there wasn’t a damn thing they could do about it. By the time they’d gotten their mojo back, they were beyond domesticated…

Kitty Roulette

Strays make the most interesting “pets,” and they’re loyal and loving like no others. But often, especially with cats, humans have to earn their trust (and interest). That’s not a bad thing. If people aren’t willing to spend some time “wooing” an animal who’s caught their attention…knowing the animal is carrying significant baggage…it says more about the “humans” than the “animals.”

Long story longer, for the most part we stopped willingly taking more animals. Groups were happy to have the remaining kittens as they were ready for spaying or neutering and new homes (never sharing the adoption fees nor reimbursing us for expenses, as originally promised), but they now told us which would be slated for kill rooms. Those we kept (though did manage a [very] few adoptions), and we continued to assist with dire emergencies as long as the cats and dogs never came to our home. [Birds and lizards are still allowed entry, but only because they always leave. Eventually.]

Romper Room

The work is never-ending and they expect to be entertained. As it should be. At least half of “our” cats require ongoing medical care (and supplies), many had and have chronic or terminal injuries and/or illnesses.

Every one of these cats has been our favorite cat, and the losses take their toll. But we’re glad they didn’t die in kill rooms. We know kill rooms…

We’d been dreaming of selling this house…getting a small place with land and no mortgage so we could save a few premarin foals every year or two. Maybe a big aviary. Welcome a couple of dogs. Have room again for studios, and separate living quarters for Bro and me (that’d be a dream come true).

It’s hard to show a house filled with cats, no matter how clean (and otherwise spare). We moved into Bad Cat Cottage: Part II with 78 cats. 46 remain. We’d love to put some grass under their toes, but. Mostly we just want people to understand that they matter.

Cats Nap

Our jobs began tanking along with everyone else’s, this Spring, and the real-estate market isn’t what it was. Merde plowed into fan in April and we were freaking as we had never freaked before.

Seriously? Was it all going to end with everyone in a kill room (and us on the streets), anyway? Would that not be the sickest, most twisted joke, ever? And then the phone rang…

Posted in: Genesis, the Wildest Things.
Tagged: animal rescue · cat sanctuary · cats · emergency · kittens · no-kill · no-kill rescue shelter · sanctuary

One Comment

1. betty black says:

   21 May 2010 at 10:07 pm

   beautiful cats great stories wonderful blog

Answered Prayers & Other Miracles: Part I

May 6th, 2010

by 2much.

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Whiskers R Us (click for close-up)

As mentioned many times before (doth me protest too much?), Bro and I are not crazy. We never intended to have hundreds upon hundreds of animals come through our doors.

Luckily, most were “adoption material.” But what happens to those whose experience with humans rendered them less than “adorable?”

“Adorable” comes in many flavors, and the vanilla is highly overrated. Our tastes tend more toward habañero (and we’ve got the scars to prove it). Love received from a creature who once trusted no one makes everything else pale in comparison.

Her Fuzzy Highness

So we started with Her Fuzzy Highness, Nikita I, known to everyone but us as “That Bitch, Nikita,” and now sadly departed. She was the first to insist we’d go nowhere without her (or have her death on our consciences), and thus she made the move with us from west coast to east.

We were Three Musketeeers for a while, then came Cindy Crawford. Followed by the kittens. Lots and lots (and lots) of kittens.

We volunteered with a surgeon at a local rescue agency and got “our” kittens spayed/neutered (and adopted) without charge.

Godfather Sends a Message

Emergency chops brought notice from other rescue agencies…and said “notice” became our Waterloo.

When registered non-profits receiving millions of dollars in donations rush wounded animals to your doorstep with promises to “take care of everything” if you’ll just “put it on your credit card, for now,” you believe them, right?

But after the gazillionth time they’ve “forgotten their checkbooks,” you start to worry…and begin noticing they do “rescue work” in designer clothing and $500 pairs of shoes, and smile brightly when speaking casually of killing those they find unsuitable for their adoption programs.

Wherever Two or More Are Gathered

We’ve never been able to pass creatures in need (not even humans), probably because, as with many who do rescue work, we spent our entire childhoods wondering when someone was going to swoop in and save us.

Empathy can make people do crazy things. We’ve now spent more than twelve years and a quarter of a million dollars caring for “the least of our brethren.”

I know that makes it sound as though we were “rich,” which couldn’t be further from the truth. We’ve simply worked seven days a week without a vacation, holiday or weekend; stopped going to dentists, movies, restaurants; ceased buying art supplies and music; wear “uniforms” of cotton pants and t-shirts purchased at Beall’s outlets for $1/apiece; eat lots of beans and rice, etc. It’s pretty easy to spend that kind of money on the animals when we spend almost nothing on ourselves. But once we’d accepted the responsibility, we took it as seriously as any “parent.” The kids always come first. Period.

What're We Gonna Do?

The agencies bid us adieu (and formally stiffed us) when we told them we needed to take care of the animals we had before accepting any more. That’s when we realized “rescue work” is a self-glorifying numbers racket for many in this area; the animals, themselves, didn’t matter…and neither did we. But, what can y’do? We kept on keepin’ on, with almost 200 new members of our family.

And we started begging for help, because the animals just kept coming. The sound of screeching tires always meant another was on our doorstep.

Xena Warrior Princess

The years slipped away and our pleas fell on deaf ears, but somehow we managed to survive.

Then the economy tanked, several vet bills cleaned us out, work dried up, and a couple of clients went under without paying us for projects completed.

The last of our money covered May’s mortgage, then we looked around and thought, “did we ‘save’ everyone so they could be killed, now (as we wind up on the streets)?” And that’s when the miracle happened. Stay tuned (for the exciting adventures of underdogs)!

Posted in: Genesis.

6 Comments

1. mel greene says:

   7 May 2010 at 2:28 am

   what happened??
2. Kara says:

   9 May 2010 at 8:04 pm

   I’m waiting for the rest of the story…or the other shoe to drop.
   Love you guys
   Oodles and Gobs
   Kara
3. 2much says:

   10 May 2010 at 2:10 pm

   Sorry to keep you in suspense, but we kitties must get our ducks in a row before the big reveal. Stay tuned!
4. Terry Miller says:

   5 June 2010 at 6:07 am

   I am so happy for you and all your kitties!! Green smoke is doing a wonderful thing. I will tell all of my smoking friends about them.
5. G. MacDermott says:

   17 June 2010 at 3:34 am

   I will look at the green smoke e cigarettes. I like to buy things from companies that help their communities and especially animals and I need to quit smoking. I wish I had extra money I would help you too. If I get the job I interviewed for this week I will get my wife a pair of your earrings for her birthday. Nice blog. Good luck with your kitties.
6. AMY FRANK says:

   26 June 2010 at 4:55 pm

   What is happening with these people who were going to help you at green smoke? I read your other articles and it sounds like you still need a lot of help. Are you okay now?

Bye Bye Birdie

Jan 2nd, 2010

by 2much.

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American Show Racing Pigeon

Another bird![???]

Bro was returning from a food run when he saw a hawk take this bird from sky to asphalt. We know it’s “the way of the world,” but it is so very hard to watch and do nothing.

Bro pulled the van to the side of the road, jumped out, and rescued the pigeon.

It was in a state of shock, but relatively unharmed. We quickly traced the band to a racing club in Savannah Georgia — but it was Christmas Eve Day, and they’d flown their coop.

Google told me we shouldn’t feed him or he’d never leave, but we gave him some apparently much-needed water and he went to town. BTW, did you know that pigeons use their beaks like straws and water dishes must be a couple of inches deep so they don’t hurt themselves? Ah, the wonders of the internets.

After having him caged for 24 hours [with no response from the pigeon racers], we set him free, hoping he felt rested enough to get home on his own. Off he flew, into the wild blue yonder…and back he came at nightfall. We could see he was losing weight, so — google be damned — we bought seed and fed him. Let him loose a couple more times and weren’t surprised to see him return…

Then we received word from the racing club! The pigeon was registered to someone in Hialeah. That’s 70 miles from here, but nothing compared to the distances homing pigeons can travel. We called the owner, he told us he’d sold the bird to someone in this area but had lost their info. Also said he’d been trying to contact them so he could get one of the males back for breeding. He was going to come get this pigeon, but three days later we still hadn’t heard from him.

One doesn’t keep pigeons and cats in the same house [the cage came in every night so the bird wouldn't freeze] unless one is a masochist or a sadist, and we are neither, so it was time to find a local pigeoner. Eureka! It only took a couple of days to find him a new home in Jupiter, followed by a 2-day wait for pick-up. We didn’t let him fly again after speaking with his new family because they said these pigeons are never allowed to fly freely at this time of year. It’s hawk season [duh]!

They came and got him yesterday, and it was immediately obvious who the “professionals” were. Reached right in the cage, picked him up, turned him upside down, and took him to their van. He seemed to know he was in good hands and we are thankful to have been part of this happy ending.

We love birds and wish we had space for an aviary [since we seem to get them fairly regularly], but we’re thrilled to now have someone we can call when we get such visitors. HAPPY NEW YEAR, everyone!

Posted in: the Wildest Things.
Tagged: American Show Pigeon · American Show Pigeons · bird rescue · homing pigeon · homing pigeons · pigeon · pigeon rescue · pigeons · racing pigeon · racing pigeons · show pigeon · show pigeons

Not That There’s Anything Wrong w/It

Jul 22nd, 2009

by 2much.

46 comments

Cool Cats Chillin' 'n Hangin' 'n Groovin'

Who’s Yer Daddy was the wildest of toms, and Greylian was a close second. They were muy, muy macho and too clever for their own damn good. It took years of trying before we were able to catch them.

Daddy remained scarce, but once a year he’d show up in front of the house, so covered with mange that he looked like a giant ball of greenish-grey fungus.

We’d inject fresh chunks of swordfish with ivermec, he’d eat them. Incredibly, he’d return [right on schedule] a couple of weeks later for a second round, eat his medicated fish steaks, and then disappear for another year.

A Love Story for the Ages

We saw even less of Greylian than of Daddy, though noticed him in various hiding places over the years. We caught him a time or two, but he always managed to escape after eating whatever goodies had graced the trap.

One day Daddy showed up, half dead, and just walked right into the trap. Say what? “This can’t be good,” we thought — and since he had little interest in eating, we immediately gave him a big bowl of water and a bowl of olive oil with fish flakes.

As hoped, he drank the water and the oil…and then began puking his guts out. 24 hours later, he’d barfed up a dozen strips of black plastic garbage bag and seemed to be feeling much better.

Who's Yer Daddy & Greylian Holding Hands

Taking a chance, I put my head and hands into the trap. He made a quick grab [with both paws] for my right arm, pulled it toward his face, and just as I was expecting the nastiest of chomps — he began rubbing his head and mouth all over my hand, drooling and purring. Eureka!

Though we didn’t release him, we moved him to a larger cage and plied him with delectable morsels. Greylian came late at night to suss out the situation, and then let us catch him, too, and we put him in the cage with Daddy. As far as we could tell, they’d never been “friends,” but that changed, overnight.

Always & Forever

We had them neutered and then “released” them. The vet and animal care and control insisted their left ears be clipped, just in case they chose not to stay with us, but they’ve never wandered. And remain inseparable.

When they could still go outside [at the original Bad Cat Cottage], they walked while leaning against each other. They’re always touching each other, in some manner.

It’s the sweetest thing, but we have a feeling that when one goes, the other will follow close behind. That will be a very sad double-header. Hopefully, they still have a lot of living to do, but they’re at least 15 years old, and had very difficult “childhoods.” We shall see…

It’s hilarious to remember how butch they once were. It was even funnier to watch them gravitate to the fag hags. They are closest to Barbra Streisand and Bette Midler, though they get along with everyone.

Barbra Streisand Has Something to Say!

Here’s Babs giving us a piece of her mind. She’s just about our chattiest Kathy.

We’re still running our BREAD 4 BREAD campaign, trying to get funding for food, meds, litter, and — in our dreams — fencing which would allow them to go outside and play. Won’t you help?

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2muchenterprising IT Department: a day at the office

WHO’S YER DADDY & GREYLIAN are our gay boys. They toured with the greats — Bette Midler…Cher…Barry Manilow — for years, though retired their red slippers and got into computers when the girls left the road [because Kathy Griffin wasn't hiring]. But they’re still troopers! And, but of course, they’re the only employees in office drag. They dress for every occasion** [and most non-events, too]. They are so gay…

** note to those who aren’t hep to gay cats and the gay cat lifestyle: the clipped left ear is their version of the blue hanky in the back left pocket. That’s right. They’re the tops!

Posted in: Wild Things.
Tagged: animal rescue · animal sanctuary · animal shelter · cat · cats · fag hag · fag hags · gay animals · gay cat · gay cats · no-kill animal rescue · no-kill animal shelter · rescue · rescue animals · sanctuary · shelter

46 Comments

1. Joni Martin says:

   18 June 2010 at 12:02 am

   That’s so funny I have two gay cats! I had a gay dog when I was a kid too. I should ask my cats why they chose the homosexual lifestyle. ha ha
2. Medusa says:

   1 July 2010 at 4:56 pm

   I love your blog! I have two gay cats too. Melvin and Howard have been a couple since they were kittens I rescued.
3. TaraSol says:

   4 July 2010 at 7:40 pm

   I don’t know why but I never believed there are really gay animals until a few years ago I lived on a farm for a whole summer. I saw gay sheep and gay cows and even a goat I know is a lesbian for sure. It makes sense that if there are gay people there are also gay animals. One of my friends told me she read about a gay dolphin once. I think your gay cats are cuuuuute! Tara
4. Dido says:

   4 July 2010 at 7:41 pm

   My dog is totally gay even before he was fixed.
5. Filomena says:

   5 July 2010 at 11:31 am

   lol My dad has a gay dog and I tease him all the time because at first he was mad when my brother came out and I told him he would have gay everything until he accepts his son. Now my dad is fine about the gay stuff and he loves his gay son and his gay dog but it is pretty funny this happened. God works in mysterious ways!
6. Dolly says:

   5 July 2010 at 11:51 pm

   I have a gay dog too! A gay pit bull!! His name is Trey and he is so sweet.
7. Callie says:

   6 July 2010 at 3:01 am

   I never thought about gay animals before I saw your blog! Cute.
8. Kaz says:

   6 July 2010 at 4:32 am

   I have a gay dog too maybe you should make this a gay dating site for cats and dogs. lmao
9. Tatiana says:

   6 July 2010 at 4:40 pm

   This thread is cracking me up I thought I was crazy thinking my dog is gay but now I think I’m right! LOL Tomorrow I will buy him a rainbow flag for his little dog house. I love my gay dog who is also a pittie!
10. SOBE Grrl says:

    6 July 2010 at 5:32 pm

    I love my cat who is a lesbian and now I am laughing thinking about all the macho guys with their pit bulls who might be gay. I think this proves it is not a choice to be gay or straight for people or animals!
11. russ says:

    7 July 2010 at 12:15 pm

    lol gay dogs and cats
12. Isabella says:

    8 July 2010 at 12:57 am

    lol I never heard of gay cats and dogs before but my brother is gay. I will tell him about your blog. Too funny. I hope everything will be okay for all of your cats if they are gay or straight!
13. Trina says:

    8 July 2010 at 6:19 pm

    omg too funny my friend does not believe my dog can be gay I will show him your blog! LOLOLOL
14. Tracy Buchanan says:

    8 July 2010 at 10:49 pm

    LOL for gay cats and dogs. I never thought about it until my boyfriend told me last night he thinks our dog is gay and then today a friend sent me your blog. I agree it makes sense if people are gay then animals will be gay too I just never thought about our dog’s sex life because he doesn’t have one but he does like to hump guys all the time and he never bothers women. Too funny. Cute blog. – TB
15. Sharona says:

    13 July 2010 at 2:26 am

    I have two gay cats too!!!!! They love each other so much and they do everything together. We should get all the gay animals together and have a special pride parade like they bless the animals at my church every year. LOL
16. Georgia says:

    14 July 2010 at 8:07 pm

    lol CUTE! Gay cats and dogs are funny. I like the pride parade idea.
17. Halle Berry & Another IAMS Fun Fact – 2much cat says:

    17 July 2010 at 3:27 pm

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18. PF Flyer says:

    18 July 2010 at 12:11 am

    I was telling my Mom for five years that my dogs are gay and she says dogs can’t be gay so thank you for your blog I am sending her a link right now! LOL
19. Cynthia says:

    19 July 2010 at 12:21 am

    Thanks so much for such a great blog, I hope you and your sweet cats get all the help you need!
20. Jo Bobbie says:

    19 July 2010 at 7:32 am

    Gay cats and dogs pride parade would be hysterical. I make chaps I should put an ad on your blog for that. HAHAHA
21. Ruby V. says:

    19 July 2010 at 5:50 pm

    hysterical
22. Reese M says:

    19 July 2010 at 10:57 pm

    I HAVE GAY DOGS TOO!
23. Isabella says:

    20 July 2010 at 3:25 am

    I wish my cats were gay and loved each other! They are two boys who started fighting all the time and I had to leave one at my mother’s house because they just will not get along. Now I only get to see Booger when I visit my mom and I miss him but at least he is happy at her house and I still get to see him sometimes. If they were gay and loved each other like your cats I would be so happy!!!!! Cute blog. -Isa
24. Marie says:

    20 July 2010 at 9:56 pm

    I love gay people so I know I would love gay animals too. I’m not gay but my brother and his boyfriend are gay and my aunt who is my mom’s twin sister is a lesbian! I think my family has gay in our blood because I know we have a few more gay people even if they got married and had children. I wish my dog would come out of the closet. LOL
25. Melina says:

    21 July 2010 at 10:31 am

    Maybe you should make some I love my gay dog and I love my gay cat bumper stickers!
26. Valerie Mac says:

    21 July 2010 at 10:24 pm

    You are too funny and your cats are too cute. I never thought about gay animals either but I believe you and all the other people who say their cats and dogs are gay. I will vote yes for the gay pride parade for animals! My son is gay and he would love that. VM
27. Tamara says:

    23 July 2010 at 4:19 am

    lol for the gay cats and dogs sure why not! I don’t think my cat or my dog is gay but I would go to a pride parade for animals. That would be too funny.
28. ken says:

    23 July 2010 at 5:42 am

    my girlfriend told me about your blog and your gay cats. okay I believe her my dog is gay. best dog i ever had so i dont care.
29. Lola says:

    23 July 2010 at 11:35 pm

    I vote for the gay pride pet parade too!
30. james says:

    25 July 2010 at 4:33 am

    hahaha cute blog
31. George says:

    25 July 2010 at 12:25 pm

    LOL gay cats and dogs LOL
32. Eddie says:

    26 July 2010 at 1:11 am

    Yes make a parade please!!!!!
33. Newman says:

    26 July 2010 at 2:52 pm

    I agree you need to make a gay pride parade for cats and dogs and all other animals. That would be funny! I remember my uncle had a gay bull on his farm and he was so mad because his bull will not breed with the cows and he always try to have sex with the other bulls. I would show him your blog but he does not have the internet. I will tell him but he will not be surprised.
34. JinLeeHui says:

    29 July 2010 at 5:53 am

    Thanks for your post and this wonderful blog you are running!
35. Fredo says:

    30 July 2010 at 1:40 pm

    hi friends I have homosexual dog is very funny your ideas
36. Perry says:

    31 July 2010 at 2:07 pm

    hahaha you’re hella funny
37. Mary Lee says:

    31 July 2010 at 4:48 pm

    Me too for the gay pride parade! My best friend swears her cat is gay. I will show her your blog. It looks like you could have a big parade with so many gay animals! – Mary Lee
38. paul says:

    1 August 2010 at 12:51 pm

    i agree to have a gay animal parade
39. CaraDios says:

    1 August 2010 at 8:31 pm

    Yes! We need a parade! I would love to see that. Too funny! I really enjoyed reading your blog. I hope things will get better for you soon.
40. TifWms says:

    2 August 2010 at 10:01 am

    I agree! I agree! Gay Pride Parade for dogs and cats!
41. Fiona says:

    3 August 2010 at 1:28 am

    lmao I had a gay tomcat when I was in college and now my pit bull is gay! He is a lover not a fighter. I never knew any mean pitties if their daddy was not mean. I love pit bulls! They are so sweet if you treat them right. My boo is a sweetie fo sho.
42. kisskiss says:

    6 August 2010 at 2:07 am

    lolololololololololololol
43. arianna says:

    6 August 2010 at 4:51 am

    cute cute cute
    I would go to your parade!
44. k8 says:

    6 August 2010 at 7:34 am

    I like this idea! lol
45. Anna says:

    6 August 2010 at 11:23 am

    You are funny.
46. Nina says:

    6 August 2010 at 7:57 pm

    Great idea! I think my goldfish are gay. I will make them a float. hahaha

Stay Cool, My Babies!

Jul 16th, 2009

by 2much.

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They Voted for Outside, We Filibustered!

This room and the dining hall are always ten degrees cooler than the rest of the house, in Summer.

Even though it doubles as the family bathroom, they love to hang out here and heckle the birds. They’ll storm the sliding glass doors if a stranger approaches.

In our dreams, we’re able to put cat-proof privacy fencing around the perimeter and they’re able to go outside and climb the mango tree or just roll around in the dirt.

Sometimes we worry that we didn’t do them any favors by “saving them” for a life on tile and terrazzo. Cats are supposed to have trees to climb and room to run. We probably won’t feel “good” about what we’ve done until they can be cats, inside and out.

Catboxes or Stalls?

The “catboxes” were made with rubber gardening buckets from CostCo. We just cut some doorways into them, et voila!

I like them much better than regular litter boxes, and they give the cats a bit of privacy.

Hurricane Wilma took this 16×16 room completely out, so when we did the repairs, we also used the tile as wainscoating. This makes the room much easier to clean. After we mop the floor and walls with soap and a bit of bleach, we can rinse by hosing it down [followed by a good squeegee]. This happens two or three times per week, and they love rolling around on the wet floor, afterwards. How long have I been saying I’ll get some video? Try doing that with your hands full…

Posted in: Wild Things.
Tagged: cat · cat box · cat rescue · catbox · cats · litter · litter box · rescue · rescue shelter · toilet · toilets

One Comment

1. Conan2 says:

   17 July 2009 at 7:11 am

   I read your blog sometimes and I think you should have a Conan O’Brien celebrity cat if you get one with red hair!

Bowie Encircles the Drain

Jul 11th, 2009

by 2much.

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David Bowie Passed Out in the Bathroom Sink

And people wonder why I always brush my teeth in the kitchen [where we have a double sink, and don't take reservations].

Can you believe David Bowie once broke my arm in a single [though seemingly endless] bite? That was the last time we tried to clean his ears.

Bowie is the only cat who scares me, though I adore him and the feeling seems to be mutual. He’s always jumping into my lap or rubbing against my legs or curling up on my chest when I go to bed. I love to “cuddle” him, but doing so requires complete concentration. He bites me if he gets too excited [and he's an excitable boy] and he bites me if I try to remove him. It’s a lose-lose situation. I just try to keep bones and major arteries [and my face] well out of his reach.

A favorite form of entertainment is Bro’s impersonations of people who’ve adopted our kids. Those who’ve [imaginarily] adopted Bowie are always speaking to emergency-room personnel. We don’t know what we’ll do if we can’t keep this place going. Those who were “adoption material” left us, long ago. Bread4Bread, anyone? Buy a trikke?

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Tagged: animal rescue · animal sanctuary · animal shelter · celebrities · celebrity · Fabulous Celebrity SpokesCreatures