Sunday, December 27, 2009

CHRISTMAS: Pets and freezing!

Over the past ten years, we've rescued 6 cats; 4 are still with us. Summer people go back to town in September and leave their cats behind. Why? I have no idea.




Buster was born in the bush and was extremely wild when we rescued him in '99. He was our lone pet for about 6 months. He brought home Tigger when she was 5 weeks old. We lost Tigger in August.



Bandit, the dog came to us in 2001, just before we got Tigger. He adopted all the cats. Garagee joined us in in 2005. She and Buster fought regularly the first few weeks. Not sure who won, but they're both still here. These days, they ignore each other.



Fluffy is our latest member. We rescued him this spring and have been feeding him regularly. We named him Fluffy for obvious reasons. About three weeks ago, during an extreme cold spell of -30 to -40, he finally came inside to stay.




At night we locked Fluffy in the rec room so Buster wouldn't be tempted to clean his clock.

My BIL and his wife are sleeping in our rec-room for the holidays. At night we leave the basement door down to the rec room open so they can make their nightly visits to the washroom. The joys of being a senior.



Two o'clock Christmas Eve morning, Fluffy started crying and scratching at the patio doors. Our bedroom is in the loft with no doors, and his scratching and crying grew louder and louder. We stuck our heads under the covers, but that only worked for about an hour.

Around 3 AM, Buster went down to the living room to investigate. Next thing we heard was hissing and growling. I yelled for Buster to get back to bed. Thump, thump, thump, up the stairs he came. Fifteen minutes later, they were back at it.

My husband took the first shift and slept on the sofa with Fluffy, while I kept Buster in bed with me. Fluffy slept with DH during twenty minutes increments, whereupon he was back at the patio, scratching. Every twenty minutes, I'd heard scratch-scratch, MEOW, then "Fluffy, it's okay. Come here buddy."

At 5:30 DH and I switched places. I stayed awake and soothed Fluffy's fears until 7 o'clock. Fluffy then went downstairs and slept.

Christmas Day, whenever DH or I wanted to succumb to our exhaustion, we reminded each other that we rescued the cat and probably saved his life. A little sleep depredation was the least we could do.

Sometime between Christmas Day night and Boxing Day, one of my family members went outside to have a cigarette. DH woke Boxing Day morning to the front door ajar by one foot. Whoever went out, didn't shut the door properly and Fluffy must have clawed it open. The water dish at the top of the stairs to the basement was rock-solid frozen. DH immediately began stoking the fires. Within an hour, the temperature inside the house rose to (7C) 45F.

We roasted Grandma in front of the fire until she was thawed out.




Yes, Fluffy was gone.

After the fires were burning strong, DH and I followed Fluffy's tracks for an hour. We didn't find him and finally gave up. Fluffy returned on his own around noon.

Hope you all had as wonderful a Christmas and were enshrouded with much love and happiness. Or was your Christmas even more adventurous than ours? Any tales to tell? We can't possibly be the only crazy people out there?

13 comments :

  1. While you guys were freezing, we slept like logs. Happy New Year. LOL.

    ReplyDelete
  2. A stray cat found it's way to my doorstep this month as well, right in the middle of a snowstorm.
    So, now the house has a calico cat named Ginger. I had a few problems with her a first; she threw up on the carpet, insisted on hiding upstairs under the bed, but she has settled down and taken over the house.

    ReplyDelete
  3. @Tim and Martha. Happy New Year. Thanks for stopping by.

    @Anita, hi! Ginger sounds like a very fortunate cat. Isn't it interesting how fast they take over. LOL. Happy New Year.

    ReplyDelete
  4. Geez - I won't even go outside when it's 45 degrees (F). My grandson asked yesterday - "When are you going to visit us Poppy?" I told 'im - "As soon as it's at least 80 where you live!" We did Christmas with the WebCam. We haven't had to turn our heat on yet - still using the A/C.

    Hope you had a fantastic Christmas.

    ReplyDelete
  5. It's amazing how cats turn up when least expected. Then leave. And come back. Frankly, I think there's a Cat Dimension where they go to laugh at us. While we're out toiling in the snow to save them from Certain Destruction, they're having cocktails.

    ReplyDelete
  6. Thank you for the lovely account and the photographs. Poor Gran. You remind me so much of my friend Paddy Kennington who has a series of stray and feral cats she cares for and another brood at her office in Marietta. I am given a day by day account of their progress via Skype and feel as though I am also responsible for their welfare. :-)

    Hugs....

    ReplyDelete
  7. @Dave, you'd love it here. You can freeze-dry your pjs under your clothes while you're ice-fishing. You'd be North American's 2010 favourite grandpa!

    @Carole, even our neighbours would refer to us as "The Cat People" if not for the young couple at the end of the lake who feed 10 cats. None of them are allowed in, tho. They have a garage to live in.

    @Vicki, I think you're right. We followed Fluffy's tracks down the driveway, west down our road, thru the neighbour's 3 doors down, all the way to the beach, along the ice, past our place, 3 more doors east, when suddenly they disappeared. I think that was when the spaceship picked him up.

    ReplyDelete
  8. What a Christmas story! Your poor MIL! Nothing that exciting happened here. The only thing remotely unusual is that our son-in-law has driven our granddaughter to Long Beach so she can surf today... six hours of driving for a couple hours playing in/on the waves at 6 degrees C. Thank goodness for wet suits!

    ReplyDelete
  9. Hi Carol. Yes, we'll be talking about this Christmas for years to come. LOL. Poor Grandma!

    Bet your granddaughter had a blast.

    ReplyDelete
  10. I'm laughing out loud at Grandma by the fire! You are a crazy woman!
    Happy New YEar

    ReplyDelete
  11. Katt! Happy New Year. Yes, I'm slightly deranged, they say. LOL. Hope your New Year's is wonderful!

    ReplyDelete
  12. Now I know why i was so welcome at your house. ha ha ha ha
    Jo Ann Hernandez
    BronzeWord Latino Authors
    http://www.authorslatino.com/blog

    ReplyDelete
  13. JoAnn, you missed all the good weather.

    ReplyDelete

Thank you for visiting my blog. Please come in and sit for while. We will talk about writing. We will share our dreams. Then I will serve tea and cookies. Home made and Gluten Free.