Coconut Oil and the Kitties

So many of our furriends have blogged about, commented on and recommended coconut oil, we had to check it out for ourselves.  We did have a bit of a problem finding it as our usual grocery store didn't carry it, but we found it in with the cooking oils at a different store.  So we set some goals.  For Oui Oui and Carl, fix their dander from the dry winter air.  For Mica Minnie Moo, sooth her Martian eyebrows, and Julie?  Well, can it help attitudes?

Stop telling my secrets, the mom!

Immediately all the kitties LOVED the taste, even fussy-as-can-be Oui Oui!  The mom was shocked.  She also tried a small amount of it, and its very mild tasting.

Its been a short while, and Oui Oui's furs are softer (Carl's fur is naturally very soft as he is half Persian).  Both Carl and Oui Oui also seem to have less dander.

I'm hiding from embarrassment.

Our dosage?  All the kitties just lick some off the mom's finger every night and a little seems to go a long way, but maybe a quarter of a teaspoon at night at the most.  It seems like it would be good to keep kitties regular, but as none of the kitties here have that type of problem, the mom tries to be a little cautious so no one gets the squirts.

What can I say?

Of course, Mica Minnie Moo is much more problematic.  Opening the jar scares her, closing the jar scares her, scratching her with coconut oiled fingers scares her, being held while being oiled scares her.  Then she starts licking.  And removing.  We tried oiling her about a month ago and gave up.

She has been on kitty Prozac a couple weeks now, and guess what!  Nothing's changed!  Ok, she's stopped hissing and growling at Carl, but the problems during oiling remain.  And now she shakes and makes bad kitty sounds too.  The mom has tried smearing oil up and down her front legs so she has something to do instead of hair removal, and playing with her when she starts the removal process to distract her, but its a lot of work.  She is one of the laziest players ever, she just sits there, batting, so she doesn't tire out.

Why does everyone pick on me because of my supposed "attitude"?

So the question is, can the oil work from the inside out?  Because the oil on the outside just encourages more licking.  An Elizabethan collar might work, but MMM would probably have a heart attack from it.  We'll do a follow up in a couple weeks, when its had some time to work.

Tomorrow, Coconut Oil and the Beans - a couple really good uses for coconut oil and one really strange one.

We Apologize!

Kitties, we are so sorry for going MIA this weekend and last one too.  The mom, whining as usual about how busy she is, has been stressing and "working hard" at artwork for The Girl's business.  The Girl came into town this weekend and the mom didn't bring the flashy box out once!  I guess there was a silver lining after all!

I had to amuse myself!

They left the house at 6:50 am and didn't get home until 9:30 pm Saturday.  So what were they doing?  Who knows, strange things like opening a bank account for the business, buying stuff, shlepping things, whatever.  Sunday wasn't much better.  We kitties were dreadfully neglected and if it happens again, we are calling Social Services!  There was only minimal playing and scratching, definitely not up to our standards.

I came out from under the kitty towel (background)

and tried to look my cutest, and guess what?

Ignored!

Well, maybe I was scratched for a little bit.

The Girl has friends who wanted some of her nonexistent business T Shirts, so the mom worked on a cartoon, came up with this design and ordered a prototype:

The Girl modeling her T Shirt.  Below is a close up of the mom's happy horse cartoon.

You might need to biggify the photos.

So we beg your forgiveness!  We aren't going to say it won't happen again, but if it does, there will be some rather unhappy kitties.  We are going to have a report on Mica Minnie Moo and the Coconut Oil too, coming soon.  Life doesn't get much more exciting than that around here.  (Which explains why we sleep 20 hours a day.)

NIGHTTIME ANTICS

Play time, anyone?

Nighttime rules around here are kind of strange.  Absolutely no picking your toes in bed.  No lick-fests either.  But we can purr right in the mom's ear and she might "stir" us up when we stop purring to get us going again.  We can also wake her up, one after another, for midnight scratches and even go back for seconds.  Guess she's used to it.

So just how long will she put up with me

Playing with a string and 

Bunny kicking the pillow next to her head?

Wait  . . . wait for it . . .

5 . . . 4 . . . 3 . . .

White Wednesday

Its been a little while and Julie's furs are growing in.

You can see where they need to be evened up. 

In places they had to cut her furs to the skin.

Oh, no!  Not again! 

Its enough to give even a saintly kitty a 'tude!

Tabby Tuesday

Look at the beautiful sight out the Kitty TV!

The dogwood in the back yard bloomed over the weekend. 

Now we have a glorious sight for a few days

when we wake up from our naps.

If you didn't make it over to The Tabby Cat Club yesterday, there were some really great posts on how some of your favorite tabbies found their names.  Stop by and get to know your furriends a little better.  We also made hisstory.  We broke the record for the number of posts!

For ourselves, we apologize for publishing the same post here, but the mom was so busy, she was afraid she would miss her own event.

A Rose By Any Other Name?

We are hosting an event at The Tabby Cat Club.

Yes!  I would be just as sweet!  In fact, my real name is Sweet Pea.  Its the mom who started called me Oui Oui.

One of Goldie's first days as Sweet Pea.

During my days at the shelter, I was known as Goldie.  That was a hard one to understand until years later my mom met the lady who named me at an adoption fair.  It turns out I had litter mates - Opal, Onyx, Pearl - all named for jewels.  Being the last one left, the reason for my name wasn't apparent.

The Girl and Sweet Pea as kittens.

When I got to my new home, I ran around for 20 minutes like a wild cat.  It just felt SO good to be out of the cage.  My new beans laughed, and the mom wanted to name me Jubilee, but The Girl insisted on Sweet Pea.  It does fit me, I AM a sweet heart, after all!

Soon I would be known as Oui Oui.

I love to play with all kitties, and I like everyone.  The mom started calling me Oui Oui because I never said "No" to a chance to play.  When The Girl went away to collich, the mom worried about having someone to play with me, so she got me my very own kitty to play with, Mica Minnie Moo.

Oui Oui playing with her kitty, Mica Minnie Moo.

Our blog is named after me too, cause another of my nicknames is Twinkletoes.  When I run, my legs just move faster, but my stride stays the same length, making my toes look like they are "twinkling".  I hate to say it, but there are even more nicknames - Sugar Bee, Whippy Tail, and I really hate this new one, Tubby.  Ugh!

Stop by the Tabby Cat Club to read about more kitties!

Whisker Wednesday

Humpless Whisker Humps. 

Chinless Overbite. 

Chipmunk Cheeks. 

And whiskers!

The Curse of the Flashy Box

PHFFFTTT . . . .

OH NO!

Food was ordered, and arrived.  The mom threw the box in a corner to keep it out of the way until recycling day.  Guess what happened?

Yup, you guessed it!

It was inspected by Oui Oui, passed the test

and was occupied! 

Now the mom is going to feel really guilty if she throws the box away.

And that, my fellow kitties, is how its done!

Photobomb courtesy of Oui Oui.

Spring Flowers, Finally!

Finally!  Our first bloom.

Last week we were scraping frost from the car and wearing winter coats.  Today it was close to 90 degrees (about 32 C)!

Double, or maybe quadruple, daffodils.

We don't often post flower pictures cause our mom is very inventive when it comes to killing plants. You might remember last spring when she saw several caterpillars on a plant and she sprayed the plant with Deep Woods OFF!.  The plant was dead within 4 days.

The mom started a garden last year in the trench the plumber dug when replacing the waterline to the house, so these are some pictures of the first plants to survive her.

Miniature daffodils.

The last plants the mom's mom gave her

before she died.

WORDLESS WEDNESDAY