Purrsea Came Back

Meowee furiends, it has been quite awhile since I’ve been around. I could blame it on my humans for all their problems: for them getting married, for him losing his job so she had to get a second job, then him eventually getting another job, to her becoming commander of our boating group and for all that demands of her, and for all the repairs needed around our land shelter and boat. Oh my, I let a lot of cats out of the bag according to to my humans. Instead, let’s just say, we had to put our boating and cute cat tricks aside until the humans landed back on their feet. Now that I’m back, I will update you on all that.

The worst problem was Minstrel’s fuel tank leak last summer that pretty much shut down our boating season. Yep they (the marina) put a boom around her to contain and soak up the escaped diesel fuel. Luckily insurance paid for the clean up. Let me tell you, repairing a leaky fuel tank is not easy. However I won’t tell you about it today as today I wanted to tell you that today we left the marina and set out on our 2 week adventure at sea. Like I said, Meowee!

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Meow-woe is more like it. I had been down to our boat Minstrel several times this spring, either just staying at the dock overnight, or at a nearby bay about 30 mins away. So ya’d think me sea legs would be a bit sturdier, however, we had to stop to lend a mariner hand to a fellow boater about 2 hours into our travel time, which required us to stop. We may have stopped, but the ocean didn’t, and the waves tossed us up and about at random. That’s when I lost it, my lunch that is.

Truth be told, it wasn’t that bad actually. It was a beautifully hot and sunny day, and save for the wakes of a too close Sea-ray (boat), the waves were only  a reflection of the traffic on it and not the wind. Many boaters were taking advantage of the fair weather and vacationing  the waters of our shoreline in their floating RVs.

Our usual stopover at Garden Bay is a popular location for our members. This is the official kickoff to our squadron’s Northern Cruise, and my human Dave is the cruise co-ordinator for it this year. He’s supposed to pick the destinations and plan activities for the other members to enjoy. We’ll cover that over the next 2 weeks..

But back to today. Mildly entertaining, but do  you remember when I introduced you to Nacho, my furiend from Mexico? Well, Nacho’s human had him on her lap on the dock, so my human thought she’d like to do the same with me, close to them. Aside from a faint  growl and a hiss here and there later, the humans thought it was a successful meet n greet but soon after I  had had enough and  headed back to Minstrel.

I got to thinking that I may have been a bit rude to Nacho by leaving so abruptly, so later when I saw him across the dock on his boat, it seemed like a purrfect oppurrtunity to make amends. Off Minstrel and down the dock I went to jump onto his boat, Sea Haven. Don’t ask my why I changed my mind in mid jump, but I did and fell right down into the drink below. I wasn’t there long as I clawed my way up the wood siding of the dock and out of the wet, but wet I did get anyways. My human had noticed my actions and thought to follow and  get a photo or two, but  rescuing me and keeping my wet sorry self off their bed was her first priority, and I was promptly put in the shower for a fresh water rinse before a brisk towel dry. After that I was left to air dry on my own. Amends will have to wait for another time.

And so that ends our time today. What could possibly happen tomorrow?

 

 

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Vote For Me – A Contest That Speaks For Animals

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It’s official, I am in a calendar photo contest. While checking out some of my Facebook furiends, I found that one of my furiends had entered a photo contest, and snap, it hit me, I could do the same! And you probably thought it was my human’s idea….meow meow.

It’s not your typical photo contest. It’s put on by the BCSPCA (The Society for the Prevention of Cruelty To Animals). We’ve been seeing a disturbing increase in the number of puppy mill seizures in the news lately and it’s just heartbreaking. It’s happening world wide too I’m afraid. I am very lucky to have such a wonderful home with caring humans, and I shudder at the thought of how close my life came to turning out very differently.

This is finally a way I can help the less fortunate: by helping the society that takes in the many sick and injured animals, straining their finances to care for the rescues in getting them ready for adoption and a new lease on life. My humans agreed it would be a wonderful thing to do and commended me on my selflessness.

Thirteen entries with the most votes win. I hope you too will join me in this pawsome cause by  voting for my contest entry with a small donation of your own to the society. I thank you in advance for your selflessness and generosity.

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Motion Monday: Not Your Average Rescue Kitty

Meowee furiends, it’s been a few months since my last post. I had my 3rd birthday a couple of months ago in February and my humans forgot. To those who left a few good suggestions on my Facebook page about what I should do (to my humans) about that, I thank you, they helped me feel better.

Just before I show you a video of my new furiend Nacho, let me first say that he is one lucky little kitty. Not only was he rescued from under a truck in Mexico half dead, but his humans, who happen to be friends with my humans, will be bringing him back to their home here on the BC west coast where he will become a boat cat like me. And I just found out he’ll be flying in next week! I can hardly wait to show him the ropes…wait, I mean lines.

It’s not easy for street cats to survive, anywhere, even harder for kittens, and by the sounds of it, Nacho probably wouldn’t have survived if not for the quick action and kind heart of a compassionate human who made the effort to prevent that from happening. Apparently it was touch and go. But as you will see, look just how well Nacho recovered. He’s a fighter.

Bringing pets from one country to another is not simple either. Once I find out the story of Nacho’s journey from Mexico to Canada, including vet certificates, airline requirements and other paperwork, I will report back.

I really hope we’ll get along when we finally get to meet. He’s already good buds with his furiend Toby the Chihuahua as you will see in this video. I’m sure they will miss each other but don’t be sad because Nacho will be going back to Mexico for the winter and they will be together again. So without further ado, I present Nacho…

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News Flash: Curiosity Didn’t Kill The Cat…Satisfied?

IMG_3192Ok, so being a cat, wouldn’t it be fair to say I’m naturally curious about things? Isn’t it in stereotypical fashion that I would venture off to investigate other blogs to see what’s happening elsewhere?  Shouldn’t I be able to hop from blog to blog without getting shooed back to the proverbial boat, so to speak? I mean who wouldn’t wonder why the door at the end of the hall was several inches off the floor? Just because someone else asked that question, is it wrong to comment that you were wondering the same thing?:

I was going to ask the same….mol =^,,^=

So why out of the blue would a visitor there feel the need to reply to my comment with:

Okay, Pawcific–I guess you’ve heard that curiosity killed the cat? Better leave the questions to the humans.

? Is it just me, or was I just shooed away? Wasn’t the only logical thing for meow to reply back with:

Yes, and you must have also heard that satisfaction brought it back =^,.^=

? But then, how should I have taken the reply that followed?:

Yes, but that part never made much sense to me. Could you explain how satisfaction could resuscitate the deceased? Sorry kitty, not that I don’t want you to have 9 lives. Just doesn’t seem logical!

Was this bird mocking me? She did realize she was asking a cat didn’t she? However, it wouldn’t have been fair to the blogger whose comment section would have been hijacked in trying to explain it there now would it? Instead, taking advantage of expanding on a comment here on my blog is the “cat’s meow” don’t you think?  This cautionary expression sounds more like the moral of some fable or folktale, but has any such origin for it been lost? Did it really start out from Shakespeare’s time as “Care (meaning sorrow or worry) killed the cat?” Does cat actually mean cat or is it some anthropomorphism that refers to the curious nature of humans?  Has anything ever killed a mood, or a desire in you? In the play “Much Ado About Nothing” might the satisfaction adjoiner be a translation from the latter half of “What, courage man! what though care killed a cat, thou hast mettle enough in thee to kill care.”? Metaphors are so tricky don’t you agree?

Why wouldn’t someone twist it around to the popular saying it is now to suit their needs? It is telling someone it’s best to mind their own business? Can being curious get you into trouble? Is it something that you say in order to warn someone not to ask too many questions about something? If not questioning the boundaries of the known, how will you humans ever know if there is limit to knowledge?  When reviving the unconscious or near dead, resuscitate is the appropriate term for that, correct? Therefore resurrect is more appropriately used in the case of the deceased, right? Isn’t the question then can I explain how satisfaction could resurrect the dead? Now, could it be a biblical parable? Wasn’t it when the human’s God was satisfied with his son’s redemptive death that he resurrected him? I’m no religious scholar but doesn’t that seem a logical connection?

I didn’t ask too many tough questions did I? It probably was annoying wasn’t it? We cats are like that sometimes aren’t we? But isn’t looking so adorable one of our most redeeming qualities? Was it worth the risk? Well, aren’t you glad to see that me and my nine lives weren’t killed in the process? Do you have any further thoughts or questions you’d like to add in the comments about this proverb? If it’s more than a few sentences long, maybe you’d care to expand on that in your own blog?

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Writing 101 Day 8: Do you ever peek at the comments you’ve left on other blogs? You might find ideas for future posts. Perhaps you left a response on a writer’s post but could have said even more, or wrote the beginnings of a larger discussion.

She’s Back – Again

IMG_3369 It’s been just over a year to the day when she left the 2nd time, and now Sammy, the she-devil, is back. It was a real purr-kill to return home after such a pawsome holiday and find her living here again. The first few days were hell. We growled and hissed our displeasure at every turn. The humans thought I hated them, which I did for awhile, blaming them for allowing it. I really don’t know how long she’ll be here either, and neither do the humans.

All Sammy wants to do, when she’s not sleeping inside, is go outside, and has a hissy fit if she can’t. Human mom is concerned that she might meet the same fate as some of those poor kitties whose pictures are attached to the streetlight poles – the missing ones. Once Sammy was taken to stay for awhile at another human friends house by her human. Of course as soon as someone cracked a door open, Sammy wasted no time bolting through it. However, she was in a strange neighbourhood near a noisy main street, all the makings for a cat to get lost because of. It wasn’t too far from our place so my human mom would go and walk around the streets there and call for her, ironically attaching pictures of Sammy to the streetlights poles. For ten days there was no sign of her and they all thought the worst. But that fate was not to be. On the eleventh day, out of the blue, Sammy jumped the fence back into the yard of the other humans who then called my human to come get her. And she was back. Really?! Have you ever seen that cartoon, “The Cat Came Back“…

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Maybe she won’t see me…

Did fate bring us back together again? I can’t imagine what for. Did we not learn something before that now needs repeating? I really had no choice in her coming back now did I. It is within my control to try to ignore her and pretend she doesn’t exist and stay out of her way. But then she eats my food, drinks my water and uses my litter box, and her dark fur on the white carpet is everywhere. What will happen now? Will it be my destiny to have to suffer her presence through all nine of my lives? I have no idea; Que Sera Sera.

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It’s Meow 2nd Birthday

IMG_5067Meowee furiends, it’s been a long time since I last posted. Today is a very special day for me because it’s my birthday and I’m turning 2! Unfortunately the humans are too busy planning their trip to Mexico to plan a birthday party for me, but I’m told I get to go to cat camp in a few days….cat camp?

Yes it’s called the Phat Cat Inn and I’ll be staying there for 10 days…yikes. They showed me a video of the place and it looks just lovely. Each room has a TV window so I can watch the birds or squirrels, and there’s a lounge where I can meet the other guests and maybe make some new furiends. I’ve never been away from my humans for more than a day, so I am a little nervous. I’ll give a full report of the place upon my return.

Mom sang the Happy Birthday song to me this morning, and I thought I’d sing along too  (I think I’m a better singer than her.) Can’t wait for dinner tonight which I hope there will be prawns and crab for me….my favourites!IMG_5069

Boating season is just around the corner for us now. The new cruising schedules are coming out and I can’t wait for our first official cruise on the Easter long weekend in April. So glad we don’t live on the east coast…brrrr. We spent last weekend on the boat and took the new boating students out for their “On The Water Practical” lesson and rafted up in our favourite bay for the afternoon…it was a Spring-like day.

More to come…Paw Paw for now =^,,^=

Tall Drink of Water

Photography 101, Day 3: For day three, we want to see your interpretation of water — how might your image reveal more about you? Ever wonder whether a photograph will work better horizontally or vertically? It’s a great question to ask when looking through your viewfinder! After you snap your picture, rotate your camera and take a second shot from the other orientation — horizontally if you first took the picture vertically, and vice versa. If you’re aiming for an establishing shot, what orientation works better? How does a vertical shot affect your scene? Which version do you prefer?


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This is what water reveals about me. You may notice the water reverses my image. Almost all our photos taken with an iPhone are vertical (above), and almost all taken with the DSL are horizontal (below). Mom has been experimenting with refraction and water, and found a really unique photo on the web that she’s trying to re-create. We haven’t succeeded yet, but still working on it and these are what we’ve managed so far. We like whichever orientation fits with what we are trying to capture. A waterfall would probably fit  better vertically, where as a sunset would most likely be more flattering horizontally.

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Being the editor of our boating group’s newsletter, my human runs a photo contest and puts together a couple of theme calendars consisting of the winning photos taken by her fellow PMPSS (Port Moody Power & Sail Squadron) members. One of the themes is called Waterscapes, and the other is Pets & Wildlife. Those photos are from the 2013 calendar. The 2014 calendar photos will be uploaded to Flickr in December, and the 2015 calendars just went to the printer. One criteria that she insists on is that all the photos have to be horizontal because “landscape” (horizontal) is the paper orientation.

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A Street Cat Named Purrsea

Photography 101, Day 2: Today, let’s focus on a street. While you’re free to take a picture from any angle, try to capture an establishing shot: a wide-angle photo that sets up a scene. In your wide shot, also think about its basic components: a foreground and a background. The foreground is the part of your scene that’s nearest to the viewer, and where you can place a subject or focal point of your picture.


Wait…how did I miss seeing that before?

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I don’t see any dogs around. I think the coast is clear….

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Ah-ha, now you’re mine!

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My Mobile Home

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Photography 101, Day 1: What does home look like?


Ever since I was a little kitten, my carrier has been a big part of my life.  It usually sits under the end table in the TV room, and I walk past it every day. I know that whenever the humans pull it out and open the door that it means they’re going somewhere and taking me with them, so I’ll scoot right in. They’ve put a nice soft blanket inside and a couple of toys for me.  If they take too long, I’ll sit in it with the door open while I wait for them to finish getting ready…hurry up, let’s go!

I went to the vet in it one time to get a checkup, and another time I went to the pet store for my lifejacket fitting. I’ve been to the boat many times in it, and once to the beach. I even took a road trip in it one weekend to my human’s cabin many hours away. My carrier is my home away from home and where ever it is, I feel safe in it. It’s my safe haven. A constant in a confusing and strange world, it’s a little more secure than a paper bag and cardboard box. =^,,^=