Here are a couple of my favorite moments at the sanctuary this last week.
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I’d never met him before Sunday. Never even seen him in fact, but Deb said that he’s been there for a while. He popped out of the woodwork while I was hanging out with Pandy and hung out with me (he was pretty hissy at her) for a while. I’ve never seen a cat willing to roll around in the snow so I was happy that I caught this little guy on tape doing just that.
I also discovered quickly that he’s the type to be SUPER affectionate and then give you a hearty swipe to let you know who’s in charge. So, we kept our friendship at arm’s length. I’m always happy when I make new kitty friends at the farm and Cookie was no exception.
I’d like to introduce you to my sweet friend.
Mrs. Turtle lost her leg after being hit by a car (before she came to Winslow). She gets along just fine without it and is a super loud purrer and extremely affectionate. I make sure to visit with her every week and most of the time she finds me before I can seek her out. Ah, friendship.
What a pretty lady!
I like that Pandy chose this spot to watch Deb.
The girls had their greatest greatest haircuts yet. A little New Wave? Perhaps a bit Tina Turner?
Nothing exciting to report about Levi, except that he’s still adorable. Look at that ear! He still hasn’t graduated out of the cat house…
I haven’t mentioned my turkey friend in FOREVER!!! I was stalking the peacocks this week (photos to come) and he tracked my movements from inside the bird house. I love that little guy so much.
Zoey, here, hitched a ride on my back while I took photos. She purred like a crazy person and head-butted me. Super distracting!
And then she took a well deserved nap on top of a pile of wool. It’s tough work being so cute!
I’m adding a new feature on my blog. Every Wednesday, I’ll upload a video from the farm.
This week’s pick is of this awesome bunny (who let me pet him!!! I think!) and his crush on one of the many gorgeous cats on the farm.
A collection of little things about my little ones that grab my heart:
I love how loudly Quinny purrs. It’s in stereo.
I love when Tabitha covers her face while she sleeps. And how she lets out those glorious teeny cat sighs that cause instantaneous melting when she stretches.
I love that Milo grooms everyone, even though it usually leads to cat punches from the others, but often ends up with hugs as well.
I love that Piper eats things like green beans and bananas and comes running down from upstairs when he hears an opening peel.
I love that when Quinny gets spooked, his entire tail puffs out to about three times its original size. His hackles are turbo charged.
I love when Milo takes cuddle naps with me. He’s persistent about getting under my arm just…like…so.
I love that if one of the cats is coughing up a hairball, the others will crowd around them with curiosity and that Tabitha will stick her nose in their face.
I love being greeted in the middle of the night by a needy Piper. He reserves this rare affection only for this time frame. I get to hold him for a few minutes while he purrs and clings to me.
I love that Quinny is an expert at playing catch and it’s even better when all I can see are his pinned back ears and saucer eyes looming over the end of the couch in anticipation.
I love that Milo will bite his own tail any time I present it to him. I know he doesn’t love this but I appreciate him putting up my laughter, because come on, it’s hilarious.
I love getting a (rare, of course) day time head butt from Piper. He uses a lot of force to let me know that he really means it.
I love how much time Tabitha spends in objects that weren’t intended for cat visitors, like boxes and bags.
I love that when I need a cat on my lap, Milo is always there.
I love that Piper is the largest out of the four, by a substantial amount, and yet he releases only the tiniest of cries, and only with a lot of coaxing.
I love that his sister Tabitha is half his size and has the loudest meow of all. She’s also the best conversationalist.
I love the way Quinny bumps his butt against me to tell me he loves me. It’s his little dance move, delightfully accented by the way he pauses right before he does it.
I love watching the cats kiss hello, especially if one is sitting on the couch and the other has to reach up on hind legs to do so.
I love when I go up to the bedroom and find all four cats piled on top of each other.
I love it even more when they make a little space for me.
A few stolen moments…