Sunday, January 30, 2011

Sunday with Ollie, January 30, 2011

Ollie is a bit miffed that there's a dolly full of paint cans taking up the usual spot where the ottoman is usually located...he still manages to watch for birds, though. :)

Want my comfy back. **sniff**

Cats are connoisseurs of comfort. ~ James Herriot

Saturday, January 29, 2011

Shelter Cat Saturday - 1/29/2001 Inagural Edition

The inaugural edition of Shelter Cat Saturday is here. And Ollie wants to thank KC and Mom ML of The Cat Blogosphere for creating this wonderful button.

Our first group of adoptable black cats comes from Newport Beach, California. They really would love their forever homes (and the landlord says, "NOW.", so if you have a spot for them, please contact their foster meowmy.

I am Magic Kitty. I live with two other female tuxedo kitties. Right now we are fostering two black altered males born in August 2010. It just so happens that at 10 weeks of age it was prime adoption time right at Halloween. They have been living here with us but the landlord says it is us or them. The single mom cat lady who lives here and FEEDS me and who rescued me 5 years ago just got the big "C" so moving with her two tweenages is out of the question. We live in Newport Beach California. The boys are totally vetted and ready to blast off into your living room for many future fireside chats and tail chasing marathons. My little bros would make a complete set of black panther gargoyles for your front porch. What do ya say, and after all I taught them all my really good cat tricks anyway. It is your turn now. 949 230 1318 we can we meet up.

Friday, January 28, 2011

Black Cat Friday, January 28, 2011

Today's Black Cat comes to us from Ohio. And there's a blog to visit, too!

My name: Mozart
Human Name: Jeanne
Location: Ohio

About me: I was a foster failure - mom fostered me and "failed" to return me to the shelter.  I got a nasty eye infection that caused a scar on one eye, but it doesn't bother me most of the time.  When it was time for me to go back to the shelter, mom was sure that no one else would love a 5 month old male black cat that might have to lose an eye as much as she loved me.  So I got to stay.  I am now 4 years old.  I love to snuggle and let mom rub my belly.  She calls me her lover boy.  :)

Thursday, January 27, 2011

Shelter Cat Saturday - new blog feature

I've been toying with this idea ever since I set up Ollie's blog, and I think maybe now is the time to get beyond the toying stage and actually set it up and get it started.

Shelter Cat Saturday is the new feature on Ollie's blog. Pretty obviously it's on Saturday, and pretty obviously it's going to be for kitties looking for their forever home.

What I'd like to do is concentrate on black or predominantly black (and we'll include the black torties and dark grey/smoke colors) cats. These cats need to be either in a shelter or rescue group or in a foster home. They can be any age, either sex and any coat length...the main thing is their color.

What I'll need sent to ollie@dh dot gridspace dot net is the following:
(Please put Shelter Cat Saturday in the subject line if you remember.)
A bit of a write up about the cat (if the cat is on Petfinder, a link to his page would be wonderful)
A bit about the shelter/rescue group (if you have adoption restrictions, please be sure and include them.)

If you've currently got more than one black cat, that's cool. I'll post all pictures from one source on the same Saturday. If you get another black cat later that you'd like to have posted, just send it over to me with the information. There's no real limit on the number of times a group or person can submit pictures.

Right now, I expect to do one post per Saturday, but if this idea is popular, and I get a lot of submissions, I may go ahead and increase the number of posts. Just sort of depends on the response.

Also, if one of the black cats gets adopted, shoot me a quick blurb and picture, and I'll be more than happy to post it on Ollie's blog.

And please, feel free to spread the word about what we're doing here. Getting the black cats into permanent, loving homes is the goal. The more people who pass through here, the more possible adoptions we can get. Everyone benefits.

Donna (and Ollie)

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

YooooHoooo....Black Cats!

I'm out of black cats for Black Cat Friday again. Do any of you know of a black cat who'd like to be featured on this blog? If so, go here and you can get the requirements and email address to send a photo/story to.

Like I'd mentioned a while back, BCF may need to be modified. I might end up with a Black Cat of the Month instead where I post the photos/story like normal, and then have a cropped photo over on the right of the blog that would stay up for a month.

If anyone has any thoughts/comments, be sure and post them in the comments. If I go to BCM, I'd like to start it next week when February rolls around.

Sunday, January 23, 2011


funny pictures - Meet Basement Cat's Romanian cousin... Vlad
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Sunday with Ollie, January 23, 2011

Ollie's miffed the new foster dog is taking so much of my time. Now he sits right in front of me so I'll be sure to see him. :)

ME! Pay attention to ME!!

"There is no cat 'language'. Painful as it is for us to admit, they don't need one." - Barbara Holland

Friday, January 21, 2011

Black Cat Friday, January 21, 2011 - Bridge Baby

Today's Black Cat is another Bridge Baby.

Asbury was much loved by Karen, and they moved to New Jersey from Canada.

Karen says:

This is Asbury.  My name is Karen.  We are Canadian transplants who moved to NJ. 

I am writing because I belong to a CRF group that Laura, Jet Dragon's Mom belongs to.  My sweet little boy Asbury passed away at the end of October after a battle with CRF.  He was 13.

The Asbury younger file was taken when he was a hearty lad who weighed in above 15 pounds.

This was taken just a few days before he passed when he looked more brown than black, but believe me he was a magnificent black, fuzzy, long-haired beauty with eyes so clear and green that they did not seem real.

I always called Asbury my Golden Heart Guy because there was no one sweeter.  In his younger years he was fiercely independent, asking for so little from me.  It was only in his later years that he realized that I wasn't so bad and began to spend more time with me.  He was someone who took things as they came; he rarely complained and was silent about his needs.

His mysterious ways made him a bit of a puzzle to solve, and I so enjoyed it when I found a key to some locked-up joy.  He loved, loved, loved his water fountain; a small, quiet, warm, dark place to sleep in the middle of the day; a fort made of blankets and my legs; dry crunchy food; a warm fire; to sleep right beside my head; his big brother Rumson; to lay outside in a sunny spot on a summer day.

For such a little guy, he took up so much space in my heart.  There was nothing more calming than sitting with him, his sweet soft-eyed glances, his thundering purr, and his warm little body.

I miss my boy so, but I can also take joy in the fact that this magnificent and beautiful boy made my life so much better just by being himself and by being by my side for so many wonderful years.

Sweet bear, may you rest.

Thursday, January 20, 2011

**sniff** New foster **hmph**

Foster meowmy brought in a NEW FOSTER last if *I'm* not enough!

And it's a dog. One of those long bodies, short legged things.

And you should have SMELLED his breath! Foster meowmy got him to the V-E-T and got his teeth cleaned some pulled and that's made a HUGE difference, but he's still a dog!

What's worse is he wants to chase ME! He doesn't chase Howdy. Just me.

Foster meowmy said she thinks it's because I'm big and black. **hmph**

That little so-and-so is gonna get a piece of my paw if he keeps this up!