Saturday, October 22, 2011
Blizzard, The Cat
This is Blizzard, formerly called Buddy. Blizzard is technically our granddaughter's cat but her allergies have ordained Blizzard live with us. We are happy to have Blizzard stay with us, but his transition from kitten-hood to adult-hood is trying, for me. This is Bliz in a restful state. Here is the first time I have seen Bliz and Miss Marple nap together. Usually they have mighty wrestling matches that sound like two Tasmanian devils battling for their very lives, and taking out a lot of furniture as they wrestle and run around the house.Miss Marple has become a more sedate cat now-a-days and only attacks teddy bears once in a long while, but Bliz is taking her place as resident teddy bear stalker. Bliz is determined to catch my parakeet Bob. I am trying to get some crafting done for an upcoming Christmas Bazaar but rescuing Bob is becoming an all day thing. I keep a spray bottle of vinegar water for discouraging Bliz, but it only lasts as long as it takes me to put the bottle down and resume crafting, then Bliz is after Bob again. The other night I heard strange noises in the kitchen coming from above, and there was Bliz on top of my refrigerator. I saw he had rearranged some of my precious pitcher collection on the high shelf close to the ceiling. This isn't good, but at least he is also getting the cobwebs I can't reach. Blizzard was re-named by our granddaughter because of his arctic coloring, blue, gray, and white. I think his personality fits a snow storm too...quick and destructive! Actually, I am enjoying him. He is fearless and follows the vacuum cleaner around. He loves the dogs, and anyone who comes over is treated to Blizzards' love and affection. Kind of like a dog in a cat's body, he even retrieves thrown objects, but this dog climbs the drapes and rests on top of the refrigerator.Good thing I have a cozy room with a litter box to confine him.