Saturday, December 30, 2017


What I accomplished in 2017...

This is my 38th post this year.  That's more posts than I've done any previous year since 2010.

I'm half-way toilet trained.

I got sick but I recovered swimmingly, and I'm better than I was before.

I broke my habit, with mom's help, of jumping up on her big studio table.

That's enough for an old cat.

Happy New Year, kitties!

Saturday, December 23, 2017

Progress Report

Thought I'd update you guys on my progress in becoming a toilet-trained cat.

I'm about 75 percent of the way there now. I'm actually using the toilet to do my business, but there's a shallow box inside there that has a decreasing amount of litter in it and a hole in the middle of the bottom that's getting progressively bigger.

When the hole in the box is big enough and I can see my "business" go right into the toilet, and when I'm continuing to use that setup in the toilet, then mom will remove the box and I'll be toilet trained.

Meanwhile, during this process, I am breaking my dependency on litter.  In a little more than a month, I've gone from 10 pounds of litter in my old, regular box, that had to be changed twice a week, to half a cup at a time in my in-toilet training box, that mom just dumps in the toilet every time I use it.  Patting myself on the back.

You can teach an old cat new tricks!

Happy Catmass everyone!  

Saturday, December 16, 2017

My Profile

Here's the right side of my face.  The other side is pretty much the same.

Notice the sparkle in my eye.  I'm feeling great these days.

Have a good week, guys.

Saturday, December 9, 2017

Talk and Eating

Now that mom can hear what I have to say, I've been talking up a storm...especially when I'm hungry and she isn't feeding me on my preferred schedule.  Which, BTW, is eight small meals a day.  Wow, do I ever have her wrapped around my little toe.

Occasionally she's tried giving me twice as much food, thinking she'll feed me four times a day instead of eight.  But I just eat it all in one sitting and on my next scheduled feeding I'm just as hungry as if she'd fed me half as much last time.  So she doesn't do that anymore.

Mom's got my number, and I've got hers.  She's my slave.  But what else is she going to do with her life, now that she's a retiree?  I'm keeping her active.

Saturday, December 2, 2017


Neither mom nor I have anything to say this weekend.

Saturday, November 25, 2017

The Lap of Luxury

Just chillin' on mom's favorite place to be.

Saturday, November 18, 2017

In Training

Today is the first day of my training be a toilet-trained cat.

Purportedly, in between 2 to 4 months, I will be trained to do my business in the toilet, instead of using a litter box. 

I've been led to understand there will be treats doled out to me at certain points in the program, as I grasp the incremental changes and make them operational.

This is a step-by-step program and my mission is to accomplish each step before moving on to the next.

The very first change is that mom moved my litter box to the side of the bathroom where the toilet is.  Actually, she did this without my yet being aware of it, as I'm currently looking out the window and haven't been into the loo since before she shifted things around.  I suspect I'm in for a big surprise.

We'll just take things a step at a time, one day at a time...and we'll subsequently see just how malleable I am, whether it is possible to teach an old cat new tricks.

Saturday, November 11, 2017

Even Distribution

My latest haunt ~ the little table in our "front" room, aka living room, sleeping cave, kitchen, small studio.  This room is where I spend half my time, give or take.  I want to make sure my cat hairs are evenly distributed throughout the room.

Saturday, November 4, 2017


Hangin' on mom's lap earlier this week.  It looks like my irises are different colors, but they're not; just a trick of the light.

We've had rain, and the temps are down at early-winter levels, 50s during the day, 40 or so at night.

Otherwise, no news is good news.

Don't forget to set your clocks back tonight, if you're in the States!

Purrs and meows,

Saturday, October 28, 2017


The most recent picture of me from mom's phone.  I'm looking kinda snarky, but I really don't feel that way.  I just don't appreciate having the camera thrust in my face at odd times.  But, so be it.  This is life with my mom.

Happy Hallowe'en!

Saturday, October 21, 2017

Nap Time

There's nothing like a good afternoon nap.

Saturday, October 14, 2017

Fall Evenings

My mug, the other evening, in my spot on mom's lap, spending precious time together enjoying the fall evenings.  Our fave time of day, our fave time of year.  All is good at Rose Cottage.

Saturday, September 30, 2017

Enjoying Life

I've been enjoying life a lot lately.  Possibly I still have eight lives left, 
including this one, wink, wink.

Saturday, September 23, 2017

Sunny Autumn Day

It might be sunny, but it's cold in the house today.  We had virtually no summer this year, this is supposed to be fall now, and yet it feels like an early winter.

I just want to take a nap...

Saturday, September 16, 2017

Definitely Autumn

Here it is, well close enough anyway, that time of year mom and I adore, autumn. The air is crisp, the days are waning, and I'm sleeping curled up on the couch or tucked into mom's side, again. Happy as a clam.

Saturday, September 9, 2017

Cool Cat

I'm up to a lot of my old tricks again...including getting up onto the office chair, ottoman and couch without using the footstool mom had out for me when I was feeling poorly, and hanging out on the ironing board, which requires a couple of jumps in a tight space.

Mostly, though, I've been hanging out on the rug in the photo above, staying low where it's cool.  Although the weather has cooled quite a bit from last weekend's extreme heat.  I like being a cool cat.

Saturday, September 2, 2017


It's really summer now.  We waited long enough for it.  It's supposed to get up to 91 degrees today in Fortuna.  Mid-80s practically never happen here.

As of right now, not quite 9am, all the windows are open as far as they go.  Next, mom'll start turning on our fans.  Then we'll darken the cottage as much as possible.

To make matters worse, there are forest fires happening all around us.  If you haven't heard already, nearly the entire Pacific Northwest is on fire.  MAJOR fires happening in Oregon and Washington, fires likely still happening in British Columbia, and of course, California, where fires are very close to Yosemite and Sequoia National Parks.  As well as skirting the Los Angeles basin.

And then there are the hurricane and monsoon floods in Texas, Louisiana, and South Asia.

I sit on my perch in the window here and think about these all makes me very sad.

I'm also sad because I lost a never-met online feline friend this week, Tophey.  He was a beautiful Abyssinian cat who lived in Seattle with his humans.  He was young adult and in excellent health.  He died for no apparent reason.  Mom and I have been thinking about him for days...pondering the reality that life is precious and precarious.  We never know when our loved ones will make their exit.

So, especially since I recently had one foot in the grave but miraculously came back, mom and I are staying really close together, physically, emotionally and spiritually, for as long as we can.

Peace, and love.

Saturday, August 26, 2017

Feeling My Oats

I'm feeling good these days!  Hurray!  Now just patiently awaiting autumn, our fave season of the year.   

Saturday, August 19, 2017

My New Normal

Life has settled into a new normal for me.  I'm kinda the same as I used to be, except older and less agile.  But after almost a month of near-daily health scares, and the subsequent vet visits and tests, and the days of more extreme ups and is kinda like it was before all that happened. 

Dr. Kris did my ultrasound on Thursday, and although he found two potential trouble spots in my innards, neither of them seem as though they'll kill me off anytime soon.  Whew, I think I just dodged a bullet or two.

I've even begun to regain a bit of muscle strength, so I'm more active again than I was a few weeks ago when all these medical issues started showing up.  And of course mom is taking such good care of me that I'm happy and feeling better.

I hope you'll stay with me as I continue my journey into old-cathood.  I'll have my less-good days, I'm sure, but I'll be here until the end.

Purrs and meows from Beeg.

Saturday, August 12, 2017


Here I am, hanging in there.  Haven't been feeling too well.  I have good days and bad days.  We know I have arthritis, but there's something else going on that we're not clear on yet.  Hope to find out next week when I have an ultrasound.  Possibly something going on with my liver.

So I've become a real lazy bum.  Mom is taking really good care of me.  Feeding me a carload of supplements with every meal, giving me pain meds when I need them, assisting me as I need it with mobility.  And I sleep a lot.  On top of mom a lot of the time.

I'm also present to what's happening with me and with mom.  I'm eating and drinking and using my box regularly.  I wag my tail frequently.  I'm doing the best I can.  I'm an old cat now.

Tuesday, August 1, 2017

Almost Out of the Woods

Hey there, I'm still here.  Better living through xrays and chemistry.

I've been suffering with arthritis in my spine for who knows how long, as shown on yesterday's xray.  You know us cats, we're stoics, we never let on that we're hurting until we've got one foot in the grave.

Dr. Kris gave me a steroid shot yesterday that should last for two weeks. And several cans of Urgent Care food that I've been gobbling up since we got home yesterday...because I'd nearly stopped eating and let my weight get down too low.

So I seem to be on the mend, barring something at this point unforeseen in my recovery.

We're hoping the one shot will get me over the hump with pain management and getting my food intake back on track.  If that doesn't do it, we'll talk about longer term solutions.

Anyhow, glad to be back with y'all.  Purrs and meows!

Sunday, July 30, 2017

In the Woods

This is me, mere moments ago.  I'm sad to report that I haven't been well this week.  I was my robust, sassy self just last Sunday, then Monday I began to sink, as it were, physically.  Mom had me to the vet on Wednesday, I got a long-term antibiotic shot, it took three days for me to show some signs of improvement, which was yesterday, then today I'm feeling really punk again.  So we'll go back to the vet tomorrow for an x-ray.  The only thing the vet could determine last week, based on my blood test, was that I might have an infection somewhere internally.  Hence, the antibiotic.  But there could be something else going on.

Mom's beside herself.  She keeps assuring me I don't have to try to take care of her, too, along with just trying to keep myself together.  We both fear that my time might be short. 

Pray for us both, will you?  Thanks, dear readers.  I love you.  Beeg

Sunday, July 23, 2017

All Tucked In

I like it like this, sitting on mom's lap, all tucked into a little ball of cat fur.  One of my preferred modes of resting.

Sunday, July 16, 2017

In the Dog House

This is me relaxing on mom's painting table a few days ago.

Last night I climbed onto the very same table while mom was painting.  I stepped on wet paint on her palette, then walked on a finished painting!  Mom wasn't happy about that at all, needless to say.  And I momentarily wound up in the dog house.

Crafty mom, though, was able to carefully cover over my paw print.  And then she humbly apologized for yelling at me.

Then she said, "It's only a painting.  You, my love, are forever."

Saturday, July 8, 2017

Saturday, June 24, 2017

The Sweet Spot

Sharing a dish of Almond Dream with mom the other night.

Sunday, June 18, 2017


This is me on mom's chest while we were in bed together, one night recently.  I sleep in that spot frequently, although I'm always alert enough to scoot off when she turns over onto her side.

P.S. Mom snores lightly when she sleeps on her back.  Don't let her know I told you!

Sunday, June 11, 2017

Is It Summer Yet??

We may be ten days away from the summer solstice...but it snowed this weekend in the mountains not far from here (relatively speaking).  Will this rainy season ever stop?  We'll just have to wait and see.

Meanwhile, mom and I are camped out at home, having ourselves a bit of a stay-cation.  Which means mom doesn't have anywhere she needs to be for a couple weeks, so mostly we're home together and I get to watch her make art.

See you again, before the solstice. 

Sunday, June 4, 2017

Another Day, Another Nap

Who would I be without my requisite 18 hours of sleep a day?  I'll take every opportunity I can to get some shut-eye.

Saturday, May 27, 2017

Feather Guy

I love feathers, they're my fave thing to play with.

Occasionally mom goes down to Miranda's Rescue and picks up parrot feathers from behind the big bird cages.  Then she doles them out to me to play with.

I love my mom!

Sunday, May 21, 2017

True Confessions

Just hanging out, waiting for the sun to come out today. 

I have a confession ~ see where my tail meets my bum?  I chew the hair off my tail there.  This is the latest (although I've been doing it for months now) iteration of my lifelong allergic dermatitis.  I used to bite my skin in various places on my belly, breaking the skin and causing hot spots.  At least I don't do that any more.  Now I just defoliate certain areas of my more-private parts. 

Mom gave me two different homeopathic remedies, but neither worked to stop me.  Now I've been on Omega Fish Oil for a couple months, which is good for my general health anyway, but I still haven't stopped my hair-chewing habit.

Mom used to be pretty worried about me doing this, and she still chides me sometimes.  But I'm in fine health overall.  So, it's just what it is.  Maybe I'll grow out of it.  I've still got a few years left in me.

Sunday, May 14, 2017

Aging Kitty

This is me on mom's office chair.  Duh, it just recently dawned on me that not only can I sit in her chair when she's not sitting in it, but that I can use the chair to get up onto the table instead of having to jump straight up to the table.  An aging cat needs to figure out ways to make life easier on himself.

So, today is my 14th birthday.  That's 98 human years.  This last 13 cat years, since mom rescued me, have sure gone quickly.  I'll most likely be gone before another five years has elapsed.  So all of our time together, especially now and in the coming days/years, is and will be really special.  And kind of bittersweet at the same time.

Life goes by quickly.  Make sure you're happy and contented, and that you enjoy every day to the fullest.  Even if that means just hanging out around the house with your beloved human.

Sunday, May 7, 2017

It's All Inside

Prime view of the interior of my mouth...just in case you've been wondering what's in there.  I have a multi-colored palate, a pink tongue, and good teeth.

Monday, May 1, 2017

I almost forgot... post this week.  But mom turned on her computer this morning just so I could post.  I'm committed to posting regularly now, and I hate to go back on my word.  My word is all I've got.

Sunday, April 23, 2017

Mug Shot

My mug, April 18, 2017

Sunday, April 16, 2017

Fit as a Fiddle

I saw my new vet last week, Dr. Chris.  Same place I've been going to for several years.  Dr. Chris used to work here, but now he owns the practice.  Glad he's young -- well, younger than mom and me, anyway -- because he can be my forever vet.

Anyway, he gave me a clean bill of health.  I'm fit as a fiddle, he says.  And I now weigh less than I did when mom rescued me in 2004...which is a good thing as I'm an older kitty now.  And we need to watch our weight as we age and become more sedentary.

Happy Easter, if you celebrate.  Happy Sunday otherwise.  We're experiencing the front edge of a rainstorm as I dictate this.  It's windy with intermittent showers at the moment.  Mom and I are going to go take a nap on the couch.

Sunday, April 9, 2017

In Your Face

Here I am this Sunday morning, up close and personal.  Image tweaked by Prisma (app on mom's phone).

What's new with you guys?  Not much new in our neck o' the woods.  But mom thought perhaps I'd like to post once a week at the same time she posts on her blog.  So this could be the start of something new.

I have a vet appointment for this week, my regular annual checkup.  I know I've taken off the last pound or two of weight that I'd put on when we first moved to Fortuna.  So that's a good thing.  I'm back to my svelte self again.  And I've been feeling happy and contented, and have been my usual perky, playful self.  So I expect a good report from the doc.

Have a great week, catfans!  Hugs from Beeg

Monday, April 3, 2017

Okay, Okay

I had an email last night from Auntie Jan, poking me, reminding me that it's actually spring now and time for me to emerge from hibernation.  Okay, Auntie, I got the I am. 

It might be spring officially, and we're having nicer days overall, but the rain isn't over yet for the year...there's more in the forecast for later this week.

There's not much to say except Hello!  I might need frequent nudges to post this year.  In my older age, I've pert near run out of things to say.

Have a wonderful April!