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Cat Tails… A little bitty baby

23 July 2010
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Our newest addition to the family,

Meet Cleo, aka Turnip or Bevie!

I went to the farmers market the other day with only a few minutes to spare to grab some flowers for a friend who was at the end of her life in a beautiful Hospice here in Santa Barbara.  My morning appointment had ended earlier than expected so I was only just able to squeeze in a run to the market before they closed.  As I was quickly picking out some flowers I overheard the vendor speaking to a customer about the kitten she had found and that she didn’t know what to do with her as she was only getting worse.  My concerned cat ears perked up right away and I further heard that the vendor had no money to take her to the vet but that the poor kitten didn’t look good.  A rather long story shortened I butted in and discovered a very dear and pathetic kitten completely unresponsive wrapped up in a towel in the van.  After a bit of fast talking the seller gave her to me knowing I would pay for the care she needed.  I literally dropped everything and ran the kitten to my car, drove my cat ambulance just as fast as the human variety to my vet and ran her into the office.  They saw me bolting across the street and opened the door for me, took one look at her and whisked her to the back.  For about 20 minutes they worked on her without stopping.  They got her back from the brink and told me she had about a 50/50 chance of making it.  They were not sure what was wrong with her but at the very least she was malnourished (her back bone was sticking up like a mountain ridge line), dehydrated, and hypothermic.  If they could get her stabilized then they would investigate further to see if there was a deeper underlying problem.  I went home with a heavy heart.  There is nothing more sad than a sick baby animal.  By the evening she was perking up a bit, although she could not be left on her own overnight.  The clinic does not have an overnight attendant and I was hesitant to bring her to our home until we determined that she did not have any serious diseases. It was unthinkable to possibly infest our 45 plus cats.  Our dear vet Dr Harmon took the little furry bundle home with her and got up every 2 hours to feed and check on her.  To say we love or vet is an understatement to be sure!  Dr Harmon got her through the night and the little sweetie improved quite a bit.  By the end of the next day they determined that most likely she was simply malnourished and dehydrated.  We brought her home but to be completely safe we created a most comfortable home for her in our flower delivery van with the idea that at the end of 5 days we would know for sure if there was anything more seriously wrong with her.  We treated the van as a quarantined area, completely changing clothes when we entered and exited the van.  To see this sweet TINY face looking at us with such big tired eyes just leveled us.  We spent lots of time in the van, typing on the computer, reading and just loving her.  We also got up every few hours during the night to feed her and make sure she was ok.  Well…   I am so relieved to report the she is a most happy and healthy 6 to 7 week old kitten whose back bone is resembling more of a hillock that a mountain ridge line.  She is totally full of beans, running all over the place completely confounding the other cats and generally behaving like a normal sweet kitten.

By the way her name(s) derived from the following, Cleo just came to my mind when I asked her what we should call her.  As soon as I said the name out loud she started purring.  Turnip is because Dr Harmon was having a very hard time getting blood out of her (“can’t get blood out of a turnip”), and Bevie is the name of my very sweet friend that I was getting the flowers for.  She passed away within the week and if it was not for her I would never have gone to the market and discovered the kitten in the first place.  So the tiny little sweet bundle is saddled with a rather long name I’m afraid.

” Boy this modeling for the press release is sooo tiring!”

Cat tales

3 April 2010
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I mentioned earlier when I talked about Nipper (The best tip we ever received!) that I would write about his brothers and sisters, so as promised here they are (some of them).  My husband and I are very privileged to run a charity for unwanted cats.  We have only in the last couple of months made it official by creating a non-profit organization and establishing a web page and in general organizing ourselves.  When we moved onto the beautiful ranch where we live now we discovered a staggering number of feral (wild) cats desperately in need of food and medical attention.  Thus began our crash course in cats and unbeknown to us the beginning of our charity.  Prior to our hugely expanded family we had only one cat.  We basically now live with a herd of somewhere around 40 plus!  We have as of now spayed and nuetered 60 plus!  For all the details and lots of cute pictures and great stories please visit our web page The Lucky Few.  For now here are some snapshots of a few members of our fuzzy family…


Shortly after moving in I found this precious little girl soaking wet, shivering, eyes newly open, only 3 weeks old under a bush positively howling for her mother. There were no other cats around and if I didn’t get her dry and warm soon she was in trouble.  I actually let her sit for a bit hoping a mother would show up but no one came so I was it.  Not just love but infatuation at first sight! We absolutely delight in her!  A few weeks after we found Munchkin we saw this in our back yard! Munchkin’s litter mates

We couldn’t approach them because they would scatter!  We just kept food down and over time they became lap cats.

Now they are all grown and part of our huge family,

Munchkin now

Some of her litter mates now


Back to front, clockwise: Timmy, Stripes, Princess(white calico), Solo, Morgan (the two gingers).


Tiger is one of the patriarchs on the ranch. We think he is around 15, no one knows for sure.  His family left and couldn’t take him with them.  He joined our family about 2 years ago.  All you have to do is look at him and he starts purring.  He is on my lap right now purring like mad with his chin on my wrist (typing is a little interesting at the moment). I couldn’t ask for a better floral design supervisor!

So as not to overload you too much I will stop for now. Stay tuned for more cats and tales.


The best tip we ever received! Nipper

14 March 2010

One of the weddings that my husband and I decorated was for a very sweet young woman who’s sister’s wedding we had decorated a couple of years before.  Unlike her sister she had a very small budget and was going to be married in a town quite a ways away requiring us to travel.  We were honored that she wanted us for her wedding but the small (almost nonexistant) budget and the out of town location made it difficult for us to say yes.  However it was now a family tradition that we should be a part of their weddings.  With a full heart but empty pockets we agreed.  The celebrations were to be in the gardens of a beautiful bed and breakfast up the coast.  When we started setting up we noticed an adorable orange kitten roaming the grounds being very friendly and generally wanting to be picked up and loved.  We were happy to oblige and with kitten on our shoulders we set up all the tables and decorations.  We assumed he belonged to the establishment and when the time came for us to disappear during the nuptials we set him down and assumed that he would go back to his home and dinner in the bed and breakfast.  Quite late that evening we came back to break down all the decor and then make the lengthy trip back home.  The little orange kitten was still on the grounds but now much more emphatic in his meowing.  We got it that he was hungry and in need of help.  We inquired at the desk and were told that he had just appeared earlier that day and that they could not take him.  We knocked on all the doors in the neighborhood with the same result.  Meanwhile he was nearly frantic in his need of food.  We already had 3 cats at home so we thought why not add one more to our family.  We packed the van with all of our pretty things and one very dear hungry kitten.  Needless to say we stopped at the grocery store first and the gas station second.  He absolutely devoured his food and then climbed up onto my shoulder and nestled into my hair for a long catnap.  At home we had an old crotchety cat whom we loved dearly but were afraid to introduce to the new kitten as he was likely to try to attack him.  Before we could set anything up our new kitten tore off and pounced on Scamp and started happily playing with him like he was his long lost friend.  Scamp had no choice and was playing before he could decide to be grumpy.  They have become fast friends, playing and sleeping together with the result that Scamp has become friendlier and younger.  We named our new orange kitten Nipper because he found us in Nipomo and definitely added a bit of a nip in Scamp’s life.   He also helped lead us to the next chapter in our life with cats which I will write about a bit later.  Just to tease you Nipper and Scamp have a few more playmates!

Meet Nipper…

Nipper and Scamp  

Full tummy, life is good…