Cleaning Up After The Cats

Now that the cats get supervised playtime (okay, not supervised but they wander when we are home), I find cat fur has re-entered our lives with a vengeance. I remember telling my mother when it was just Boy and us that finding cat hair in our food was a blessing. She obviously felt otherwise.

There's cat fur in my clothes, apple pie (on, not in), the bed, my sofa, all over the floor. I even found golden fur on the living room couch - Sam had been sleeping out there. I have no qualms about my kids touching cat fur but when I start feeling like I have cat fur in my throat, it's time to find a solution.

Before I gave birth, I thought of getting a Robotic vacuum. A robotic vacuum looks like a round trilobite on wheels which vacuums as it traverses your home.

The best one I considered is the Karcher. It is awesome and does not need to be cleaned every time you use it. More like once in a few months, which is the point of automating a vacuum.

Of course it costs S$2500 and FiveCatsDad has totally vetoed it. Guess I'll be eating cat fur as part of my staple now. :p

Relearning Everything

So the other night I brought FiveCatsKid to get reacquainted with the cats. He's always loved cats (his fave stuffed animals are cats) but too much time away from them has created a sense of disconnectedness which has made him susceptible to other people's anti-cat sentiments.

Just like before when he was much younger, we sat by the grille door, opened, with cat treats in our hands and fed Tux, Buffy, and Sam. No Boy this time.

I feel a twinge of sadness writing this. We could have had more time with him, if only I tried harder. But it is now past and there is nothing I can do to bring him back.

We sat there as the three came round, first Tux and Buffy. Tux devoured the biscuits quickly then left to explore the kitchen - technically it is new territory to him, or at least old but reclaimable.

Buffy stayed round, sniffing for more treats. It seems like she is more the one needing the attention than Tux, who I suspect howls more to hear his own voice, that vain clever boy.

Sam darted quickly across the room to the laundry area as he always does. I'm sad that he and Kaku are still so shy. Our fault for letting Buffy and Tux raise them.

It was hot and stuffy but The Kid and I had a good time petting the kids and treating them. It was like old times. He's always so keen to feed them but it takes 10x more time plus supervision so his Daddy usually says no.

When the kids are older, I kept telling myself but for Boy, it was far too late.

Rename Five Cats Blog?

It feels odd right now when I talk about this blog. Is it still about 5 cats, even though one is now gone? Should I rename the blog?

That picture above is of Boy when he was a baby, not long after he came to join our family. One of the saddest things is that my daughter will never meet him.

Jack is glad he had 3 years with him. He often tells me, "I love Boy, Mom". I reply, "I know. So do I."

Still Missing Boy

Every time I think of Boy and how he is gone, all the air is the room feels sucked out and I can't breathe. I miss him so much that I have to avert my thoughts or I'll end up crying. What do you do when the feline love of your your life is gone forever?

Breaking News! Tux and Sam Are Back Together!

They didn't know they were observed. Even Kaku was sitting out of sight of them. But a casual passerby snapped this shot of Tux and Sam and told this reporter that the cats were canoodling like a romantic couple. The grooming, the nuzzling, the licking, the looks of absolute bliss (see Sam). Oh they're definitely back!

What could have brought this pair back? Just last year they were fighting like cats and dogs, never in each other's company. They were broken up for sure after a loving 4 year relationship. Was it the sadness of Boy's sudden passing that drew them back together? Perhaps. But whatever the reason, we are happy they're together again.