Butterfly Orchid

A few days ago I was walking through all of the gardens and rather enjoyed all of the blooms from the gardens. Walking through the Oak garden I noticed a new blossom...

The butterfly orchid was in bloom! It is a native orchid to this area and was wired onto the oak tree. It struggled and one day it fell off the tree, I decided that was where it wanted to be and decided to leave it there... and of course it started to thrive then! I knew it was an orchid, but wasn't sure what kind until it bloomed and I have been patiently waiting for almost 8 months now. I am excited to see that the orchid is doing well and how beautiful and delicate it truly is!

And p.s. - that is Captain playing in the yard in the background of the orchid :-)

Grizzly the Clown

When Grizzly had his accident in April, we were so afraid that he would become a timid cat. Afraid that he would shy away from the other cats and from us. Luckily, we have a cat with a very strong personality; and by strong, I mean outgoing, silly, and fun.

The other night as I was watching TV on the couch, I saw that he returned to exactly the same cat he was before his accident. Just flipped right over and laid on his back to watch TV upside down. And he just laid there happy as a clam and continued to do so for at least an hour. Of course I had to take some pictures - and of the pictures I took, very few were actually back to back, he was just calm and happy, but silly.

Hope you enjoy the video!

Captain's so vain...

Captain's just so vain sometimes... Laying in front of the mirror and staring depply into the eyes of the most beautiful cat he's ever seen!

My frankenstein cat...

Yesterday Grizzly popped his stitches. Poor kitty is still trying to get better, but just not getting any luck. The wound started to heal, but it's still about a 7 inch gash from his back down his leg.

This morning I dropped him off to see Dr. Beth today. Of course he needed to be fixed. Since the stitches didn't hold my "little" 18 pound baby together, whe had to use staples. My little boy looks like her got in a fight with a swingline.

Deciding not to post a picture since it unnerves me and it would probably unnerve many others. Would just love to have Grizzly all better and playing in the backyard...

pauvre petit

Poor Baby... Took Grizzly to the vet yesterday. He is soooo lucky to be alive. Several gashes along his back side from dog attack. One big one on the top of his back leg about 6-8 inches long. Over 20 stitches in total.

He's coming around today and moving well. Hopefully a speedy recovery for Grizzly.

Three Cat Manor

Welcome to my home! With Captain, Grizzly, and Lady Iris, hence the Three Cat Manor.

A few years ago, there were just two: Captain and Munchie. Munchie only knew Captain, and Captain pretty much raised her. One day, Munchie took a turn for the worst. It was completely unexpected. We never realized that she had any health problems because she was always such an independant cat.

By the time we took her to the vet, it was too late. Munchie was diagnosed with cancer and it had already spread to her lungs and the glands in her neck. They gave her some medicine to help control the pain to perhaps help her maintain a standard of living and sent us home. We had just one more day with our little girl. The next day we had to go back to the vet because she couldn't walk, and sadly she never came home.

The last picture of our little girl.

It happened just before we were able to move into our house. Captain lost weight, and would walk around the apartment screaming. They had been together over 10 years. I still miss Munchie...

We moved into our house in September 2010. A month later in October, our vet called and asked about adopting a kitten. I didn't know if it was the right time. She had a litter of two kittens that was found and dropped off and thought that maybe one of them would make good company for Captain. She brought them over so we could see them and we fell in love with both of them, one boy and one girl.

Little miss Lady Iris was clearly the runt. She was and is still a slender little cat. And Grizzly was a huge kitten and is now an even bigger cat.

   

 Last night Grizzly found his way out of the fence. As we hunted for him, he limped his way through the sliding door all wet and bloody. My poor baby was attacked by some neighborhood dog. I am taking him to the vet this morning and hopefully he will be ok. I hope that my little Three Cat Manor will still have three cats...

Captain and Grizzly (being a clown!)