WOW!! Life has sure been busy!

Mom and I have been having some pretty big life changes since last we came this way!
Oh boy! Let me tell you!

Let's see... back last time Mom had time or energy to write, I had just learned to do the stairs!  We were both very excited about it... her a little more than me, to be honest  hehe

Anyway, since then, there have been lots of changes... we've even moved to a new house where I get to go out sniff at stuff or just lay in the sun pretty much whenever I want... it's pretty cool!  But that's not the best stuff that's happened... and not all of the stuff that's gone on has been good, either... but well get back to that...

Back in May, I had just learned to to the stairs...  Mom started going to the park to play on some metal bars and stuff there... I don't know what they're for, but Mom spent lots of time on there, while the little two-legs (Mom calls her Monkey, I know that now) would play in the sand, and because I love Mom so much, and always know where she is, I got to wander and sniff to my heart's content... the kids at the park were always so friendly, and I love to get scratches from them. Mom also got me a great bag, and fixed it up for me to ride in when she has errands to run and I get too tired to walk... I'm not as young, or as healthy as I once was, after all... I like my bag, it's much nicer than being left alone at home with only the cats for company.

In June, Mama Tiz had another batch of kittens, and she got mean... she even hurt me a bit one day, just for walking to the kitchen from my bed... it really wasn't fair, but Mom put the run on her, and made her leave me alone... for a while... once those kitties were wandering around, they were always chasing me out of my bed... I was scared because of how Mama Tiz looked at me all the time, like she wanted to hurt me just for being near her kitties... but I had no choice... they seemed to like me, and wouldn't leave me alone!  I have to admit, they were kind of cute, but with that cat giving me the gimlet eye, I just couldn't enjoy them!

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In July, we started going to the water park downtown... I don't much like the water, but it was nice to lay in the sun, or under the shade of Mom's umbrella, and see all the kids playing, and have some come and pet me, and scratch me, and sneak me treats from time to time.

I look forward to going there again when it gets warm again!

In August, my new Dad hurt his foot... Mom was pretty stressed about it, and I did my best to help her with that, but I know I didn't always succeed... Mom had some pretty conflicted emotions that kind of upset me from time to time, but she always loves me, and that's what matters most.... Isn't it?

In September, Mom and Dad were pretty busy with packing stuff into boxes, and getting it moved out of the house... I really didn't understand just then what that meant, but I found out pretty quickly... in the meantime, Mom kept up her visits to the park and playing on those bars and stuff while I sniffed, and peed and sniffed some more hehe

Then at the end of September, we moved!!

I was pretty upset at first, because Mom packed up my bed, and my bag and my bowls and dropped me off in the new place all by myself, so I wouldn't be underfoot while they were working on the old place... I was SOOO happy when Mom came back, especially when she brought the cats... I didn't like being left behind with them all that much, but it was better than being all alone... and Mama Tiz was actually nice to me in the new place... we're not friends, but she doesn't threaten to hurt me anymore, and that's a nice change!

I can do stairs!

Mom is so excited!  I can finally do stairs all by myself!
She's excited, and I just wish I hadn't been so anxious that day, cause now Mom makes me do it all the time, both ways!
Going up isn't a problem as long as I get a running start, but coming down now, that's harder...
I have to hop sideways a little bit, to make sure I don't go down too fast and land on my fuzzy little head.
Mom is so proud!  I was so fat when I first came to live with her that I could hardly walk, much less run, or do the stairs... just one step was really hard for me, and walking more than half a block had me panting and moaning and wanting to lie down and sleep, but Mom pushed me, and took me out for walks, and look at me now!

One Month

Hi again.

On Friday, I'll have been with my new family for a whole month.

I love it here!

The littlest two-legs is finally starting to settle down around me, and doesn't make me nervous all the time anymore.  To be honest, she's fun most of the time, and I play with her sometimes, sneaking little licks in on her fingers and toes, which makes her shriek with laughter.

My favorite playmate though, is the youngest of the cats who live here.  Mom calls her Punkin Head, and she's lots of fun!  We run around the living room playing tag lots.  She stays up on the couch and chairs and tables and I chase her from ground level.  Mom doesn't think that Punkin plays fair, but I don't mind.  She thinks she's getting one over on me by staying up there, but she's not... it's just more fun to try to convince her to come down to my level!
And she's got a thing for my tail!  She likes seeing it wag, and often reaches out to grab it with her paw, which makes her much easier for me to catch!!  Ha!  Not so smart after all, are ya, kitty?!

The other two cats aren't as much fun, but they're OK.
Mica doesn't seem to mind me being around, but really doesn't pay too much attention to me.  She's Punkin's older sister.  But it's Mamma Tiz who I worry about a bit.  She doesn't really like me much, but we get along OK as long as I stay away from her when she's eating.  She was a little mean to me the first day I was here, so I'm careful around her, but she seems to be getting used to the idea of sharing her home with a dog.
Live and let live, I say!
And besides, I get to go out, and she doesn't, and she doesn't like that much... All of the kitties seem to be a little jealous, even when I'm just out on the deck!

 You can tell by the ears how they're feeling, eh?  hehehe
From left to right, that's Mica, Punkin, and Tiz.

We're becoming one big happy family!

My New Life

I'm Coco.

I'm 8 years old, or so they told my new Mom, anyway.

I just moved in with my new Mom and her family a few weeks ago, on the 15th of March, 2011.
I'm starting to think it might have been the luckiest day of my life so far.

Now, don't get me wrong, my old family was OK.  They spoiled me rotten!  Scraps and yummy people-food all the time!   Oh!!  It was soo tasty!

But they didn't really have time for me, and they weren't very good at taking care of the simple things, like brushing my fur, and clipping my claws, and getting me the exersize that I needed to work off all those yummy treats I was always getting.  I have to admit, I got to be a pretty portly fellow, especially after my old family stopped cutting my claws for me and one over-grew till it was causing a real problem for me.

Oh Boy!  Did that hurt!  I can't remember how long I was limping on that foot!  But my old family was too busy to notice, and didn't know how to fix the problem even if they had noticed.

My new Mom is taking care of all the right things now, let me tell you!

I've been getting used to being brushed and combed, and I'm even starting to like all the praise my Mom gives me when I sit all calm and cool and collected so she can work on me.  She's got really gentle hands, and doesn't make me sit for too long at once, so it's not too bad.
And that Claw!  I wasn't here  for more than 10 minutes before she clipped that old thing, and I haven't felt so good in a long time!!  Oh Boy!!  If nothing else, THAT earned her my gratitude, and undying loyalty!

And on top of all that, she takes me for walks all the time!
We go out early in the morning for quick sniff and a pee, and then in the afternoon we go out again, sometimes for long, leisurely strolls.  Then in the evening, the whole family goes out... well, me and all the two-legs who live here.  The cats have to stay home... poor kitties!  And then another quick sniff and pee before bed.

I love walks!  Who would have known that walks could be so much fun!