Stewie the Easter Cat, and Other Critters

I meant to post these pics of Stewie, one of the cats at the west end PetValu location. Snapped on April 11th. He was their test subject for the washable markers they were going to be using for last weekend's adopt-a-thon. He didn't seem to mind...or notice.  :-)

And Mr. Squirrel, who's family home is in the trees next door. He scold and torments the boys, and me too. I like squirrels in general, but he's a pain.

And here's Carla, snapped the other morning. At least I think it's Carla. There's another mostly-white cat around now, but that one has a grey splotch on her/his head. Carla was "hiding" from a robin, I think. I disturbed her hunting.

I saw this pretty girl Sunday morning and couldn't resist snapping a few pics. Obviously the concrete was warm!

It was a lovely long weekend, back at work today. The adjoining neighbours disappeared late on Good Friday, came back yesterday evening, so at least it was two peaceful nights.

And I did go up to the mattress store on Saturday, hope the replacement mattress I chose will work out. They had to fax the paperwork up to their head office in the Ottawa region, so it'll be about a week before I hear back re: how much extra I might have to pay (possible difference in price + the $30 exchange fee) and then when the mattress will be delivered. The "speedy" service of a small company in a small city, I suppose. However, the mattress I went with also is a Kingsdown, so I believe the warranty will be the same, the full 20 years. I'll double check. He did say, "We stand by our Kingsdowns." And of course I won't need a replacement box spring, since it's already part of a Kingsdown set. I won't get another shot at it, so I have my fingers crossed here.

Finally, as I posted on the Fuzzy Tales blog, today would have been Chumley's 13th adoption day. Hard to believe it's been so many years since I went into our shelter, intending to adopt two bonded kitties, and came home with Mr. Teddy Bear.  :-)

I'm repeating myself, but I so wish he had had more time with me; it wasn't even quite six years.

I still love and miss you, Chum-Bum.  

Chumley's shelter pic, the one I saw for 6 weeks on their web site. I couldn't believe anyone could resist him, even though I didn't consciously intend to adopt him.

Chumley on December 10, 2006

 December 24, 2006, exactly one month before he died.

Such a long time ago now.

Purrs from the boys and peace from me.