Saturday Sweethearts

Iggy here!

I've been living here for 3 months now and things are mostly going well.

When Mommy came to the shelter to adopt me, she promised me three things.

1.) I'd be loved for as long as I live (so far so good).

2.) I'd always have food, fresh water and medical care when needed (so far true)

3.) Bella will be my girlfriend (LIES!!).

Bella is GORGEOUS!  I can't stop watching her.  I love the way she stomps around.  I love her adorable little doll-face and I've even grown to love her little singing performances with various articles of  laundry.

Look at those smouldering eyes and fluffy forehead!  I'm head-over-heels in love.

The problem is - she wants nothing to do with me!

I asked Samson for advice on many occasions because he obviously has it going on with the ladycats.  Deli is crazy about him.

I've tried everything Samson has suggested.  I've tried being gentle yet persistent, saving some treats just for her, telling her 'Mommy said you were supposed to be my girlfriend' and I've even used Samson's signature move - exposing myself completely while acting indifferent...

...Bella remains unimpressed.

I need help wooing the girl of my dreams.  Any advice is welcome!


Iggy
xoxo

Sweet Pea is 3!

Sweet Pea here!

My Daddy can hardly believe it - but I'm 3!  He said it feels like just yesterday that I was a tiny kitten that couldn't even snooze without trembling.


We won't be having a party over at the Monkeys' house this year because Gabriel didn't behave very well the last time we were there.  He got angry and peed all over everything!   Mankittens are dumb!

Oh well, we can still have a party here.  The nice and talented Mommy over at Mishkat made me this beautiful quilt with sweet pea flowers all over it AND I've got a fresh nip banana.

I may even allow Gabriel to share with me!

Thank you all for coming by to visit on my birthday!

Sweet Pea
xoxo

Urgent Request for our Friend, Squashies

Our dear friend, Squashies needs our help!

Here is what is written on her blog:

Urgent Request!

If your cat has been blood typed, and is Type B (Rare but prevalent in Asian breeds,) we need your help.  Squashies is in desperate need of a transfusion. We can't find a Type B donor.

We will pay all expenses to bring the cat and you here to Baltimore.  With a very generous bonus for your time and discomfort. Call Dee @ 443-527-9226.

Our little girl is running out of options.
Thank you!

If anyone you know can help, please visit her blog HERE.  Squashies had a rough start to life and we purr that she will be able to continue to be happy in her forever home!

UPDATE:  Donor found!  Please visit her website for a more detailed update 

Mancat Chat Monday

Iggy:   Hey, Samson.  Thanks for letting me co-host Mancat Monday with you.

Samson:  No problem, buddy.  It's all about sharing in this house.

Iggy:  I don't mean to sound ungrateful, but where was the 'sharing' when Mommy was handing out treats?

Samson:  Dude, I've lived here for six years and you've been here for six weeks.  I figured since you came from a house with so many cats that you'd understand the concept of hierarchy.  Besides, don't think I didn't see Mommy slipping you some extra food behind my back.

Iggy: Yeah, that's why I like her so much.  I just thought that since you need to lose weight and I need to gain weight, we could come to an agreement with the treats.  That way Mommy doesn't need to sneak around.

Samson: errr...no. 

Iggy:  Alright.  We'll leave it like that then.  How about giving me some pointers on how to deal with Bella?  All I'm getting are angry stares.

Samson:  If you're only getting angry stares without hissing, she might actually like you.  Other than that, you're on your own.  Good luck.

Iggy:  Uhhh, gee thanks, Samson...

Samson:  You're welcome.  Just doing my part to help out.  Now as I recall, we were about to have a snooze.

Iggy: {sigh}

Samson & Iggy
xoxo

Sunday Updates

Iggy here!

Before I tell you how I'm adjusting, I want to let you all know that Bella is back to perfect health.  She is eating on her own and her tummy problems are gone.  I am new to the blogosphere, but those purrs really work!

I am also doing well.  I'm eating a lot and my eye is fine.  It turns out it wasn't even infected.  The cloudiness in my left pupil is only scar tissue.  The vet put green dye in my eye and turned out all the lights to check and he said it doesn't affect my vision and it was probably from a long time ago.  Mommy thinks I'm adorable, scars and all, so I'm okay with it too.

I am also getting along very well with my housemates.  Mommy thinks it's because I used to live with a huge amount of cats so I seem to know how to handle any new cat.

Samson is the easiest to get along with.  I can tell that he is just starving for a buddy to hang around with.  The girls in this house are very headstrong so he definitely needs my help.

Hey buddy, any room on that chair?

Bella is a little more difficult.  I'm sure Mommy told her that I'm supposed to be her new boyfriend, but she pretends I don't exist. 

I know you know I'm here, Bella

When she does finally look at me, she gives me a dirty look.  Hopefully I'll win her over eventually, but it won't be easy.

Delilah is a tough tortie, but at least she is direct.  She is constantly performing surprise butt-sniff tests.  I'm sure my butt smells the same as it did an hour ago, but Deli is always careful to make sure it didn't suddenly change to indicate a security threat.  I once tried to do a butt-sniff test on her but I quickly found out that wasn't allowed.  She sometimes sniffs my face...I prefer those times.
 

The humans?  Well, I don't have to tell all of you how easy they are to win over.  Putty in my paws!

A little to the left, please.

Iggy
xoxo

Tortie Tuesday

I am feeling better now that I'm home, but I'm still under the weather. 

I wouldn't let Mommy take my picture because they had to shave my neck at the vet, but here is an older photo.  It's actually quite appropriate since one of my symptoms is toilet-related.

Mommy is still force-feeding me a little bit but I am eating on my own.  I tend to get a little sick feeling at night until she gives me my anti-nausea pill which is every 24 hours.

I appreciate all of your purrs and I feel they are helping me get better.  I love all my friends!

Bella
xoxo