Earlier this year I wrote about Mackenzie's new cat, Lulu. Lulu is all settled in now. She's such a pretty cat and very sweet - from a distance.
She has a great relationship with our dogs (sometimes I think she thinks she IS a dog), and she definitely loves us from that distance. Please don't touch me. She loves when we feed her, when we play with her and when she can follow us around like a dog. She is also pretty good at coming when you call her.
My husband likes Lulu, but misses the cuddly cats we had before the kids were born. Lulu will never be the "I-love-to-sit-in-your-lap-and-sleep-next-to-your-head-at-night" kind of cat. So when he heard of a lovable, guaranteed kissable cat who needed a new home, he volunteered. This was HUGE - the idea that we would bring a fourth animal into the house, especially coming from Kent, was crazy. (Mackenzie and I would be cat ladies if allowed.) Enter Blanca:
Blanca is so different from Lulu. She's an Oriental, so her body is longer and sleeker, she's a talker and she's a lover. She does give genuine kisses, but she does stay on the move. You can see her here drinking from the faucet - Lulu wouldn't get caught dead near water. And yes, she is pure white (hence the name).
At first we were very nervous about introducing our little kitty ladies, but it turns out they have something in common - they BOTH think they are dogs. They sniff each other (both noses and butts) and there is no hissing or growling involved. There are a few swipes, but they are getting playful more than aggressive. What may be even more remarkable is that they both are very comfortable with the dogs. (I guess that shouldn't be surprising from cats that act like dogs.)
The other thing we've noticed is that each cat is getting to be a little more like the other. Unfortunately, the small improvements we've seen with Lulu being close to us have come at the expense of Blanca becoming a little more distant. We're still looking for the happy medium.
So now we are a family of 8 and the pets are close to outnumbering the humans. I don't think we'll let that happen - we need to get the 8 we have comfortable under one roof.
cindy
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Wednesday, October 16, 2013
Saturday, September 14, 2013
All About Arizona - Scorpion Season
O.K., I know that most of my "All About Arizona" posts are about the beauty and advantages of living in the Sonoran Desert. Today's post is not one of those posts.
It's scorpion season. Actually, in my neighborhood, most of the year is scorpion season. We live near the open desert so they are part of deal, including the ones living in your house. This summer has been particularly bad, probably because of the recent heavy rains we have experienced.
Here's a perfect specimen. Small, light brown with nasty front claws and the all-important curved tail. That little stinger over its back is what gets you. I've been fortunate - no "tags" (I prefer my term to "stings") in the 17 years we've been here. Unfortunately, that's not the case for my family. My husband was tagged on the hand last summer and my daughter has been tagged three times, most recently last week as she put on her shoe (it was inside the shoe). I'm told the feeling is like stepping on a cactus needle or shard of broken glass, but that's just the beginning. The next 4-6 hours is pretty excruciating pain which can spread over the extremity. After that, it's about 24 hours before the numbness goes away. Luckily no medical attention is necessary, unless there is an allergic reaction, which is rare.
In the last 12 hours I have killed three scorpions in my home. Two were tiny, about the size of a dime. (The one below is dead.) The tiny ones are supposedly the worst ones.
It's scorpion season. Actually, in my neighborhood, most of the year is scorpion season. We live near the open desert so they are part of deal, including the ones living in your house. This summer has been particularly bad, probably because of the recent heavy rains we have experienced.
Here's a perfect specimen. Small, light brown with nasty front claws and the all-important curved tail. That little stinger over its back is what gets you. I've been fortunate - no "tags" (I prefer my term to "stings") in the 17 years we've been here. Unfortunately, that's not the case for my family. My husband was tagged on the hand last summer and my daughter has been tagged three times, most recently last week as she put on her shoe (it was inside the shoe). I'm told the feeling is like stepping on a cactus needle or shard of broken glass, but that's just the beginning. The next 4-6 hours is pretty excruciating pain which can spread over the extremity. After that, it's about 24 hours before the numbness goes away. Luckily no medical attention is necessary, unless there is an allergic reaction, which is rare.
In the last 12 hours I have killed three scorpions in my home. Two were tiny, about the size of a dime. (The one below is dead.) The tiny ones are supposedly the worst ones.
By now you're wondering why we haven't called an exterminator. I'm not a big fan of pesticides in the house, and frankly, they have limited effect on scorpions. As the weather cools off, we're waiting them out because they aren't around much in the fall/winter. Also, this year I have a secret weapon:
Those stories you hear about cats being immune to scorpions - that's pretty much true. Actually, the theory is that cats are very fast in striking and their pads are a little too thick for a stinger to penetrate. Whatever the reason, Lulu is an awesome scorpion hunter. She found two of the three I've seen in the last 12 hours. Unfortunately, she's not great at killing them, mostly because she likes to play with them too much.
So it's not all perfection here in the Sonoran Desert. There are a few pests to deal with, but I have my cat and a little time to wait them out until the most perfect time of the year rolls around.
Hopefully no one else gets tagged before then.
cindy
Wednesday, January 16, 2013
Lu Lu
This Christmas brought a new addition to our family - Lulu
Lulu is an adult domestic shorthair (at least that's what the Humane Society called her).
She's just a sweetie cat to us.
It took us a long time to get a cat that Mackenzie REALLY wanted. We have two dogs, both terriers, and one is a Westie. I was so nervous about a kitten which is why we adopted a cat - with claws - and no fear of dogs. Lulu slapped Brodie the Westie a couple of times and now everyone understands who's the new sheriff in town.
While all is well in Animalville, we are still trying to get Lulu to give us humans the time of day. She's been happy to follow me around talking up a storm while I'm getting her food (never fast enough, mind you). But try to pet her? Forget about it.
In the last day or so, I think she's decided to let us live in her world.
And now we know who's the new diva in the house.
cindy
(If you were looking for the next installment of Scarf Week, it's coming after a bit of a detour. Let's just say I had a "craft fail." I'll show off my "creativity" when I'm ready with a regular scarf, which should be in the next day or so. Stay tuned.)
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