Being pet-less since 1976 we finally decided to adopt a kitten named Timothy. Timothy cried all the way home, but it was really fun having a kitten!
The first week at our home Timmy jumped on the coffee table into Andy’s toast with jelly! Later, tiny Tim jumped into the toilet as it was flushing and luckily we were there to save him from going down the drain!
Tim, being all boy, liked to help Andy with carpentry work including hammers; you can imagine how hard it was for Andy to hammer with Timmy constantly pressing his nose against the nail! Uncovering a furnace vent, the next thing we knew Timmy was stuck inside!
We have handles on our doors rather than knobs, which is a mistake because Timmy can open any door he chooses. If guests are in the bathroom Timmy will open the door, bare his teeth and run off! Timmy is not dumb, but he is weird! Another time Timmy opened a door to the outside! We searched all over the yard, but it was already dark…..then I felt a furry beast crawling up my leg under my nightgown…. I screamed and the culprit was…...you guessed it, Timothy!
While we were painting the bedroom, Timmy decided to sneak in and walk in the paint tray. Prancing around the room, he left white paw prints all over the blue carpet and then rubbed his face, sides and tail against the freshly painted walls! Timmy was promptly given a bath and refrained from any more painting tricks.
At exactly 10:00 p.m. Timmy likes to be put into his bed and have a fuss made over him. One evening, due to company, we forgot the routine and Timmy came into the living room every few minutes to remind us. At 10:25 p.m. we still had not put Tim to bed, so being resourceful, he got even. Getting out a pair of dirty underwear from the hamper, Tim proudly pranced around our guests carrying his prize! Our guests roared with laughter, we turned red, and Timothy was promptly put to bed!
Despite all his trouble making, Timmy is loved. How much more does God love us despite all our trouble making!
Showing posts with label Kittens. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kittens. Show all posts
Thursday, September 3, 2015
Thursday, April 9, 2015
Buffy the Kitten - My Nurse
In 1968, due to orthopedic surgery, I was completely bed-ridden for two months so was allowed to adopt a kitten!
Since a friend's cat had kittens I chose an orange kitten named Buffy to be my companion, actually Buffy chose me! As soon as I sat on my friend's floor to inspect the kittens, Buffy, an nine week old crawled right into my lap and would not leave. So actually Buffy chose me!
Buffy had an uncanny sense about my needs for he stayed by my side 24 hours a day. Every morning, at exactly 7:00 a.m., he would awaken me by first meowing, then by sitting on my stomach, then by sitting on my chest, then by patting my nose, and finally by sitting on my face! Quickly I learned to wake up before this last step!
God was so good and kind to give me such a loving companion!
Since a friend's cat had kittens I chose an orange kitten named Buffy to be my companion, actually Buffy chose me! As soon as I sat on my friend's floor to inspect the kittens, Buffy, an nine week old crawled right into my lap and would not leave. So actually Buffy chose me!
Buffy had an uncanny sense about my needs for he stayed by my side 24 hours a day. Every morning, at exactly 7:00 a.m., he would awaken me by first meowing, then by sitting on my stomach, then by sitting on my chest, then by patting my nose, and finally by sitting on my face! Quickly I learned to wake up before this last step!
God was so good and kind to give me such a loving companion!
Wednesday, July 16, 2014
Sweet Ivory Ann
Timmy the Kitten (see blog for 9/19/13) was so gregarious and fun that I began praying for a companion for him. I wanted a lynx-point Birman cat. (Birman is a beautiful breed of cat.) So, after praying we went to the animal shelter and found a beautiful torti-lynx-point Birman 8-month-old kitten named Ivory Ann. With Andy’s approval we adopted her.
Ivory has a wonderful personality and gets along very well with Timmy and our dog. It is easy to tell when Ivory is happy or sad: when happy her overly profuse whiskers stick straight forward, and when sad her whiskers hang almost straight down. But Ivory is rarely sad.
Ivory is a good conversationalist with a sweet and tiny voice. At bedtime she loves to lie on my pillow and give me a scalp massage, or to curl around Andy’s head to keep him warm! Ivory comes when called and sits beside me when asked because she loves to cuddle.
Ivory is constantly showing her appreciation for being rescued. We should all be thankful to Jesus for His adopting and saving us.
Ivory was a member of our family for 16 years.
Ivory has a wonderful personality and gets along very well with Timmy and our dog. It is easy to tell when Ivory is happy or sad: when happy her overly profuse whiskers stick straight forward, and when sad her whiskers hang almost straight down. But Ivory is rarely sad.
Ivory is a good conversationalist with a sweet and tiny voice. At bedtime she loves to lie on my pillow and give me a scalp massage, or to curl around Andy’s head to keep him warm! Ivory comes when called and sits beside me when asked because she loves to cuddle.
Ivory is constantly showing her appreciation for being rescued. We should all be thankful to Jesus for His adopting and saving us.
Ivory was a member of our family for 16 years.
Saturday, July 12, 2014
Animal Friends
In 1968, due to orthopedic surgery, I was completely bed-ridden for two months and was allowed to have a kitten for company. Since a friend's cat had kittens we chose an orange kitten named Buffy to be my companion!
Buffy had an uncanny sense about my needs for he stayed by my side 24/7. Every morning, at exactly 7:00 a.m., he would awaken me by first meowing, then by sitting on my stomach, then sitting on my chest, then by patting my nose, and finally by sitting on my face! Quickly I learned to wake up before this last step! Buffy was my companion for 17 years.
In elementary school, while waiting for the school bus, the neighbor's huge Saint Bernard, Humphrey, waited with me. He also met me at the bus stop after school acting as a deterrent to anyone wishing me harm.
Part of my final grade in high school zoology was caring for two baby garter snakes at home. They were a trial. One afternoon, before Mom's bridge party, the snakes escaped their terrarium, but were found - after the party!
In 1965 Dad purchased a two-year-old Appaloosa gelding named Spottum Bottum. Later that year I showed Spottum in the nationally known Ak-Sar-Ben Livestock Show where we placed sixth out of 42 in Junior Western Pleasure. Spottum won numerous trophies, but his main purpose was being my friend.
As a child I took Mark 16:15 literally and preached “the gospel to every creature," which included the horses, cats and dogs at Hillside Stables. My main love of horses was riding through nature singing and talking to God.
Buffy had an uncanny sense about my needs for he stayed by my side 24/7. Every morning, at exactly 7:00 a.m., he would awaken me by first meowing, then by sitting on my stomach, then sitting on my chest, then by patting my nose, and finally by sitting on my face! Quickly I learned to wake up before this last step! Buffy was my companion for 17 years.
In elementary school, while waiting for the school bus, the neighbor's huge Saint Bernard, Humphrey, waited with me. He also met me at the bus stop after school acting as a deterrent to anyone wishing me harm.
Part of my final grade in high school zoology was caring for two baby garter snakes at home. They were a trial. One afternoon, before Mom's bridge party, the snakes escaped their terrarium, but were found - after the party!
In 1965 Dad purchased a two-year-old Appaloosa gelding named Spottum Bottum. Later that year I showed Spottum in the nationally known Ak-Sar-Ben Livestock Show where we placed sixth out of 42 in Junior Western Pleasure. Spottum won numerous trophies, but his main purpose was being my friend.
As a child I took Mark 16:15 literally and preached “the gospel to every creature," which included the horses, cats and dogs at Hillside Stables. My main love of horses was riding through nature singing and talking to God.
Thursday, September 19, 2013
Kitten-Fun / Timmy the Troublemaker
Throughout the years we have helped injured and lost animals. A wild pigeon once stayed with us while his wing healed. Placing the bird in a large terrarium with a dish of water we quickly learned pigeons bathe often! On other occasions wild birds got into the house and we helped them back outside. I will mention just two occasions: The back door had been open the previous day and the next morning I heard chirping and found a sparrow poised on a curtain rod. Praying for Jesus to help, I reached out to the sparrow; it snuggled into my hand and I carried it outside! Years later I noticed a limping dog with a bloody leg, it did not have tags or a collar and no one claimed the dog, so placing it in the car I hurried to the nearest vet clinic where the dog was cared for and the vet found it a new home. People said we should have a pet of our own and in a little while we did!
Being pet-less we finally decided to adopt a Russian Blue kitten named Timothy. Timothy cried all the way home, but it was really fun having a kitten! The first week Timmy jumped on the coffee table into my husband Andy’s toast with jelly! Later, tiny Tim jumped into the toilet as it was flushing and luckily we were there to save him from going down the drain!
Tim liked to help Andy with carpentry work including hammers; you can imagine how hard it was for Andy to hammer with Timmy constantly pressing his nose against the nail! Uncovering a furnace vent, the next thing we knew Timmy was stuck inside! We have handles on our doors rather than knobs, which is a mistake because Timmy can open any door he chooses. If guests are in the bathroom Timmy will open the door, bare his teeth and run away! Timmy is not dumb, but he is goofy!
Another time Tim opened a door to the outside! We searched all over the yard, but it was already dark. While searching for Tim outdoors in the dark, I felt a furry beast crawling up my leg under my nightgown. I screamed and the culprit was…...you guessed it, Timothy!
While we were painting the bedroom, Timmy decided to sneak in and walk in the paint tray. Prancing around the room, he left paw prints all over the carpet and then rubbed his face, sides and tail against the freshly painted walls! Timmy was promptly given a bath and refrained from any more painting tricks.
At exactly 10:00 p.m. Timmy likes to be put into his kennel and have a fuss made over him. One evening, due to company, we forgot the routine and Timmy came into the living room every few minutes to remind us. At 10:25 p.m. we still had not put Timmy to bed, so being resourceful, he got even. Getting out a pair of dirty underwear from the hamper, Tim proudly pranced around our guests carrying his prize! Our guests roared with laughter, we turned red, and Timmy was promptly put to bed!
Despite all his trouble making, Timmy is loved. How much more does God love us despite all our trouble making!
Being pet-less we finally decided to adopt a Russian Blue kitten named Timothy. Timothy cried all the way home, but it was really fun having a kitten! The first week Timmy jumped on the coffee table into my husband Andy’s toast with jelly! Later, tiny Tim jumped into the toilet as it was flushing and luckily we were there to save him from going down the drain!
Tim liked to help Andy with carpentry work including hammers; you can imagine how hard it was for Andy to hammer with Timmy constantly pressing his nose against the nail! Uncovering a furnace vent, the next thing we knew Timmy was stuck inside! We have handles on our doors rather than knobs, which is a mistake because Timmy can open any door he chooses. If guests are in the bathroom Timmy will open the door, bare his teeth and run away! Timmy is not dumb, but he is goofy!
Another time Tim opened a door to the outside! We searched all over the yard, but it was already dark. While searching for Tim outdoors in the dark, I felt a furry beast crawling up my leg under my nightgown. I screamed and the culprit was…...you guessed it, Timothy!
While we were painting the bedroom, Timmy decided to sneak in and walk in the paint tray. Prancing around the room, he left paw prints all over the carpet and then rubbed his face, sides and tail against the freshly painted walls! Timmy was promptly given a bath and refrained from any more painting tricks.
At exactly 10:00 p.m. Timmy likes to be put into his kennel and have a fuss made over him. One evening, due to company, we forgot the routine and Timmy came into the living room every few minutes to remind us. At 10:25 p.m. we still had not put Timmy to bed, so being resourceful, he got even. Getting out a pair of dirty underwear from the hamper, Tim proudly pranced around our guests carrying his prize! Our guests roared with laughter, we turned red, and Timmy was promptly put to bed!
Despite all his trouble making, Timmy is loved. How much more does God love us despite all our trouble making!
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